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[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | Mai, we are now five thousands meters in the air above Indochina and I have existed in your life for five months, six days, seven hours and thirty seconds. Now that you asked what have gone wrong, or what has lead to this point, then I must explain it in details what have gone wrong.
I have been in your life for five... | It, I mean Chris gets back from the work carrying groceries for the next few days with him. The tax office down the street hired him as an accountant and I was finally able to get out of that damn factory. I forget sometimes that we met because of a purchase and not someplace romantic or funny, I wonder if that bothers... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | I have been with you now, Sarah, for three months, two days, four hours, five minutes and 16 seconds.
Sarah looked at the robot as it spoke and responded. "How do you rate me."
"I rate you as a person who requires a robot for a companion, which says a lot about how you rate yourself. I would calculate that you feel t... | It, I mean Chris gets back from the work carrying groceries for the next few days with him. The tax office down the street hired him as an accountant and I was finally able to get out of that damn factory. I forget sometimes that we met because of a purchase and not someplace romantic or funny, I wonder if that bothers... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | I have been with you now, Sarah, for three months, two days, four hours, five minutes and 16 seconds.
Sarah looked at the robot as it spoke and responded. "How do you rate me."
"I rate you as a person who requires a robot for a companion, which says a lot about how you rate yourself. I would calculate that you feel t... | Staring at his face she felt anxiety stir within her. She had put this moment off for so long, stared at coffee-stained pieces of notebook paper as she weighed the pros and cons. Despite the knowledge that he wasn't 'real' she felt tremendous fear nonetheless. Unforgiving and cold were all those she had ever known befo... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | I have been with you now, Sarah, for three months, two days, four hours, five minutes and 16 seconds.
Sarah looked at the robot as it spoke and responded. "How do you rate me."
"I rate you as a person who requires a robot for a companion, which says a lot about how you rate yourself. I would calculate that you feel t... | Peter cracked one eye open, then another. The sound resonating in his head was jarring, and deafening. He looked to his right to find a 0E:90 blinking next to his head. Groaning at his world crashing in he reached over and tapped the "OFF" button on his alarm.
He sat up slowly, collecting himself. After getting feet o... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | I have been with you now, Sarah, for three months, two days, four hours, five minutes and 16 seconds.
Sarah looked at the robot as it spoke and responded. "How do you rate me."
"I rate you as a person who requires a robot for a companion, which says a lot about how you rate yourself. I would calculate that you feel t... | The bed squeaked like a frightened mouse. Sarah was getting pounded by the metallic rod from the robot like concrete under a jackhammer. Soon the robot would approach Sarah and begin pumping at will. He no longer spoke anymore. He would rip a hole through her pants with his shining rod and ram her anytime his senso... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | I have been with you now, Sarah, for three months, two days, four hours, five minutes and 16 seconds.
Sarah looked at the robot as it spoke and responded. "How do you rate me."
"I rate you as a person who requires a robot for a companion, which says a lot about how you rate yourself. I would calculate that you feel t... | Mai, we are now five thousands meters in the air above Indochina and I have existed in your life for five months, six days, seven hours and thirty seconds. Now that you asked what have gone wrong, or what has lead to this point, then I must explain it in details what have gone wrong.
I have been in your life for five... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | "Look I really don't think this is a good idea?"
"It's been 3 years since Gareth died. Don't think you deserve to find happiness again?
"Yeah but to date something that isn't even truly alive? What would my dad say?"
"Well you don't have to tell him if you don't want to. It's not something he could find out anyway. ... | It had been weeks and this has been one of the first times I hadn't felt like my lungs were underdeveloped. It works, it really does.
"Babe?" I barely notice the metallic reverb anymore.
"Yeah?" I ask as I look into its, no his, glowing eyes.
"Anything wrong?" I hear the concern that's been specially calibrated f... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | "You could head right. You didn't but you could have"
"I'm not heading that way"
"its not late. We can head back. Our room is back there Katie. Christ Katie come back with me"
"You love me"
"Yes. i love you Katie. Please. I love you."
Their feet followed each other to an edge that overlooked grayness in the shape... | I look upon him with glowing eyes, sad that my friends have shunned me for this mysterious romance. My family still loves me, but it's not like they can compare to him anyways. They have never understood how I feel inside and I've always told myself I'd have a higher chance of spending my life savings on lottery ticket... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | **There. The perfect boyfriend! I love you, Robot Jerry Seinfeld.**
And I love you, too.... Mulva?
**Oh, you! You know, my girlfriends were giving me grief saying "Hey, why don't you hold out for a REAL man?" But I said "This is even better. I have a robot version of Jerry Seinfeld, just like the human only he is DTF... | I look upon him with glowing eyes, sad that my friends have shunned me for this mysterious romance. My family still loves me, but it's not like they can compare to him anyways. They have never understood how I feel inside and I've always told myself I'd have a higher chance of spending my life savings on lottery ticket... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | "Look I really don't think this is a good idea?"
"It's been 3 years since Gareth died. Don't think you deserve to find happiness again?
"Yeah but to date something that isn't even truly alive? What would my dad say?"
"Well you don't have to tell him if you don't want to. It's not something he could find out anyway. ... | I look upon him with glowing eyes, sad that my friends have shunned me for this mysterious romance. My family still loves me, but it's not like they can compare to him anyways. They have never understood how I feel inside and I've always told myself I'd have a higher chance of spending my life savings on lottery ticket... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | "Let's see... cooking, cleaning, fixing things... ah, you're apparently a good conversationalist too!"
"In 20 different languages."
"Twenty? Sheesh, I better brush up on my Spanish!"
"I can help with that too."
"Is there anything you can't do?"
"Plenty, but to keep up with demand for requested features I have regu... | I look upon him with glowing eyes, sad that my friends have shunned me for this mysterious romance. My family still loves me, but it's not like they can compare to him anyways. They have never understood how I feel inside and I've always told myself I'd have a higher chance of spending my life savings on lottery ticket... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | She had done it. The trend was fast becoming the next logical step after getting your own place and getting your first "real" job. Robotic boyfriends. Alicia smiled to herself, looking across the table to Zack. He was an Eros. One of the first "next gen" models. Fully customizable, and her ideal companion. It was the b... | I look upon him with glowing eyes, sad that my friends have shunned me for this mysterious romance. My family still loves me, but it's not like they can compare to him anyways. They have never understood how I feel inside and I've always told myself I'd have a higher chance of spending my life savings on lottery ticket... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | "Look I really don't think this is a good idea?"
"It's been 3 years since Gareth died. Don't think you deserve to find happiness again?
"Yeah but to date something that isn't even truly alive? What would my dad say?"
"Well you don't have to tell him if you don't want to. It's not something he could find out anyway. ... | "You could head right. You didn't but you could have"
"I'm not heading that way"
"its not late. We can head back. Our room is back there Katie. Christ Katie come back with me"
"You love me"
"Yes. i love you Katie. Please. I love you."
Their feet followed each other to an edge that overlooked grayness in the shape... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | "Look I really don't think this is a good idea?"
"It's been 3 years since Gareth died. Don't think you deserve to find happiness again?
"Yeah but to date something that isn't even truly alive? What would my dad say?"
"Well you don't have to tell him if you don't want to. It's not something he could find out anyway. ... | **There. The perfect boyfriend! I love you, Robot Jerry Seinfeld.**
And I love you, too.... Mulva?
**Oh, you! You know, my girlfriends were giving me grief saying "Hey, why don't you hold out for a REAL man?" But I said "This is even better. I have a robot version of Jerry Seinfeld, just like the human only he is DTF... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | "Let's see... cooking, cleaning, fixing things... ah, you're apparently a good conversationalist too!"
"In 20 different languages."
"Twenty? Sheesh, I better brush up on my Spanish!"
"I can help with that too."
"Is there anything you can't do?"
"Plenty, but to keep up with demand for requested features I have regu... | **There. The perfect boyfriend! I love you, Robot Jerry Seinfeld.**
And I love you, too.... Mulva?
**Oh, you! You know, my girlfriends were giving me grief saying "Hey, why don't you hold out for a REAL man?" But I said "This is even better. I have a robot version of Jerry Seinfeld, just like the human only he is DTF... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | She had done it. The trend was fast becoming the next logical step after getting your own place and getting your first "real" job. Robotic boyfriends. Alicia smiled to herself, looking across the table to Zack. He was an Eros. One of the first "next gen" models. Fully customizable, and her ideal companion. It was the b... | When it came the time to unpack him, she did so with hesitance.
Through all the buying and signing she had seemed so sure, but now, to physically touch the man of her dreams, it made her hands tremble. All of the qualifications of him had been picked out beforehand of course, everything from the style of his h... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | She had done it. The trend was fast becoming the next logical step after getting your own place and getting your first "real" job. Robotic boyfriends. Alicia smiled to herself, looking across the table to Zack. He was an Eros. One of the first "next gen" models. Fully customizable, and her ideal companion. It was the b... | "Humans?
Fragile, aren't they."
The reply was icy to say the least, definitely a lot colder than Sandra was expecting, but then again she didn't know what she was expecting to begin with.
She had been with Tom for almost a month now, a month and a week if you include time since he was purchased. She spent a full week... | |
[WP] A girl finally is able to buy the robotic boyfriend of her dreams. One day, she casually compares him to human boyfriends. Guided by his programming, he follows the conversation with very frightening but accurate comments about humanity in general. | She had done it. The trend was fast becoming the next logical step after getting your own place and getting your first "real" job. Robotic boyfriends. Alicia smiled to herself, looking across the table to Zack. He was an Eros. One of the first "next gen" models. Fully customizable, and her ideal companion. It was the b... | I got an empty bank account and a full bed. He lies beside me, chest moving up and down, his eyes closed. He's neither breathing nor sleeping.
"Hey," I murmur and he stirs instantly. Voice activated.
"Hey you," he rolls over and strokes my face. His hands are very slightly calloused against my cheek and it's that... | |
[WP] A school teacher returns to their workplace late one night to retrieve something important - only to find their students using their classroom to perform a satanic ritual | I bust through the classroom door, and immediately my nose wrinkles at the putrid stench of death. My eyes spot the source shortly thereafter, lying at the center of the room: a large animal carcass torn open and steeped in its own blood and guts. It looks like… a llama? It’s difficult to tell in the dim lighting of th... | The lights are on? I could have sworn I turned them off when I left.
Wait?! What is that blood curdling sound?! Oh my God!
Please, say this isn't what I think it is!
 
Lord have mercy on them; they have turned my classroom into a shrine to Justin Beiber. | |
[WP] In an alternant universe, "Earth" forms as two smaller planets, perfectly locked in orbit with each other; their distance similar to that of the Moon and our Earth. Regale us with the epics of this strange land. | Minty waited as the porter opened the gate to the front of the estate where they worked. She waved at him.
"How are ya today, Josophe?"
"Fine as a summer breeze, Minty. You headed for Gaea?"
"Hiosa, Josophe. The Silra call it Hiosa. They live there, so it's the proper name." She blew a bubble wit... | Gerard woke to the sound of the hair dryer falling off to top of the wardrobe, and glancing off Claire's left temple. "*Third time this week"* he thought, "*we're doing better than normal*". For once he was glad to be woken up early. He threw off the covers letting the cool morning air make contact with his back. Clair... | |
[WP] In an alternant universe, "Earth" forms as two smaller planets, perfectly locked in orbit with each other; their distance similar to that of the Moon and our Earth. Regale us with the epics of this strange land. | A huddled mass of cave men, women, children, and tribal elders lay around a dying fire, full from the evening’s kill. It was a clear night, with no clouds, and Other World was at its lumination peak. This happened for a few days every 47 days. On our world, the numbers are a little different, and it’s known as a ful... | Gerard woke to the sound of the hair dryer falling off to top of the wardrobe, and glancing off Claire's left temple. "*Third time this week"* he thought, "*we're doing better than normal*". For once he was glad to be woken up early. He threw off the covers letting the cool morning air make contact with his back. Clair... | |
An Infinity Room? | [WP] When you die, you're put in control of a universe right from the "start". You're assigned a room with your universe, and it's right next to the guy who's running your previous life's one. | [warning: quite a few f-bombs thrown in]
A smidgen of coffee to dilute the hazelnut liqueur. The single desk lamp dimmed to temper the mood. Operating manual—1 page, “Touch Void to Begin”—open on desk. Knuckle in mouth to stifle rage at his cube neighbor.
Mikael clamps on his bent index finger. He inhales loudly thro... | "It's just down this hall and to the right," the secretary says.
"I'm still trying to grasp the part when you said I'm dead," you say.
"There's nothing to grasp," she says, eyeing you suspiciously. After her comment, you have a difficult time not staring at her curvy behi-- *Stop that, you idiot,* you think.
"Here'... |
[WP] Everyone has always told you how irrational your fear is. Today, however, it proves completely rational after all. | The soulless, black beady eyes gave them away. I told my parents I was afraid. I told my friends, too. I told anyone who would listen that they should be afraid too.
People tend not to believe you when you tell then teddy bears are portals between our world and theirs. I saw it though. It was the eyes. Just a glint he... | Mostly, it's in the way they scuttle. That's the only word I can use to explain it- the unnatural this-way and that-way movement of their nightmarishly jointed legs. It's not a crawl, because babies crawl, and babies are innocent and gentle. It's not a walk, because dogs walk, and dogs bring laughter and joy to people'... | |
[WP] "I am the last human" | I am the last human.
All I can do is walk.
Nobody knew who dropped the first bomb. Truth is, I guess it didn’t matter. The human body is often triggered not by our rational decision-making but by instinct. When faced with danger, our natural inclination for self preservation kicks in to protect ourselves and to dest... | I am the last human
I watched people and animals die
I saw many laugh and cry
I saw others ask why
but I am the last human
numbers dwindled I still remained
flowers died and anarchy rained
but to this world I am still chained
I am the last human
Now its only me here
And without me humans will disappear
That... | |
[WP] "I am the last human" | They look like men and sound so too,
But I know the truth, like so few do.
We thought the world would end in fire,
With voices crying from the pyre,
But life went on and so did change
And evolution is something strange.
So here I sit, last of my kind,
The reign of man now left behind.
| I am the last human
I watched people and animals die
I saw many laugh and cry
I saw others ask why
but I am the last human
numbers dwindled I still remained
flowers died and anarchy rained
but to this world I am still chained
I am the last human
Now its only me here
And without me humans will disappear
That... | |
[WP] You wake up with a supermodel in an alien zoo where you are one of the exhibits. One day a door is left open. | 24th June 2016
They chose who my companion would be. It isn't as bad as it sounds - I got Lorde. Someone I'll never otherwise meet is better than no-one.
"Who are you?" Lorde asks. Strange how calm she is, considering it's our first day together, and I'm someone she's possibly never met before.
She looks around, tak... | I awoke, no idea what the time was, and sat up to look around the room. It was early and there were no visitors to the zoo yet. My cage companion was still sleeping, in her underwear. I got a good look at that and hoped we would be forced to mate soon. I felt some morningwood coming on so stood up to clear my mind when... | |
[WP] You wake up with a supermodel in an alien zoo where you are one of the exhibits. One day a door is left open. | "Who the fuck are you?" she asked, and that was the first time I heard Taylor Swift say 'fuck'.
"Hi. I'm Mark", I said, and I meant it. "I'm your roommate now."
"Where the fuck are we?" Taylor asked, and that was the second time I heard Taylor Swift say 'fuck'.
"We are", I said, with a smile, "somewhere in the Andro... | I awoke, no idea what the time was, and sat up to look around the room. It was early and there were no visitors to the zoo yet. My cage companion was still sleeping, in her underwear. I got a good look at that and hoped we would be forced to mate soon. I felt some morningwood coming on so stood up to clear my mind when... | |
[WP] Technology has been invented that allows people to edit their actual physical appearance through a Photoshop like interface. This has spawned a new industry of emergency "rescue artists" for when people don't get it right. One such artist encounters something he has never seen before. | Goddammit. What a rookie mistake.
The tires screeched as I took the turn onto Madison a little too fast, the light turning from yellow to red as my company van passed underneath it. I nodded to the cop sitting at the head of the line of traffic. The "Goof Troop" logo took up most of the side of my van. The cop nodded ... | "Uh, how can I help you sir?"
"I don't know how this happened! I just wrote down "Gary Oldman" on the sheet!"
"... you're missing an 'r' there."
- - -
"This isn't what I wanted!"
"Well sir, you submitted an image of some sort of cat-girl thing, and I assumed you just wanted the same whiskers and ears so-"
"It's a... | |
[WP] Technology has been invented that allows people to edit their actual physical appearance through a Photoshop like interface. This has spawned a new industry of emergency "rescue artists" for when people don't get it right. One such artist encounters something he has never seen before. | Goddammit. What a rookie mistake.
The tires screeched as I took the turn onto Madison a little too fast, the light turning from yellow to red as my company van passed underneath it. I nodded to the cop sitting at the head of the line of traffic. The "Goof Troop" logo took up most of the side of my van. The cop nodded ... | I was napping at my desk in the Rescue Centre when Polly from across the aisle nudged me and almost knocked me to the floor.
"Geoffry, you have got to see this," she whispered. The look of mixed glee and horror on her face confused me, but lately, I've gotten used to it. Especially with the new hires. We had a cart... | |
[WP] Technology has been invented that allows people to edit their actual physical appearance through a Photoshop like interface. This has spawned a new industry of emergency "rescue artists" for when people don't get it right. One such artist encounters something he has never seen before. | Terry jerked awake as his phone went off across the room. Wiping a glob of spit from the side of his mouth, he sat up. And almost toppled back as his head spun and his brain started pounding against the inside of his skull. With a groan, he raised a hand to his temple and massaged it. As the pain faded—ever so slightly... | Outlaws.
It all started with Dr. Jake Fredrik's unusual capability to think outside the box. He was a very unorthodox surgeon who believed that repair was coming to an end and that enhancement would be the all spark of the new age. In the lowest portion of the building was a dark, cool space reserved for the temporar... | |
[WP] Technology has been invented that allows people to edit their actual physical appearance through a Photoshop like interface. This has spawned a new industry of emergency "rescue artists" for when people don't get it right. One such artist encounters something he has never seen before. | It started off well: a invention that made people look how they wished, made them feel comfortable in their bodies. There were professionals, you would tell them what you want, and maybe give them a rough sketch. After a couple of hours you were a new person.
But people got greedy. Instead of paying thousands of doll... | "Hey Steve? This is Luke from Dispatch, we got another one for you before you end your day."
*What the hell is it now. I'm off in half an hour! If I could just get my hands around Luke's neck I'd...*
"Hey Luke! Whatchya got for me?"
"Can't really say Steve. He wanted to keep it private. He swore up and down it's no... | |
[WP]: Instead of reaching their physical peak in their 20's and beginning to wither in their 60s, humans never stop growing bigger and stronger. You are 65 and your great-grandfather has gone on a rampage again. | "John I'm calling as a favor, you need to get over to the Center."
"Fuck, it's Gramps again isn't it. What's it this time? The blitz?"
"No fucking clue. But John... It's bad - some of the attendants are already reported missing in the lower levels."
"... I'll be there in ten."
My badge never felt heavier than on da... | It was a warm Saturday, good breeze going through my windows, ventilating on me while I was browsing through Reddit, looking at cat pictures and laughing at whatever was on r/funny. My dad knocked on my door, and told him to come in. My dad, whose about forty, was tall, dark haired, and in really good shape, like mos... | |
[WP]: Instead of reaching their physical peak in their 20's and beginning to wither in their 60s, humans never stop growing bigger and stronger. You are 65 and your great-grandfather has gone on a rampage again. | It was raining heavily when my father pulled into my drive that night, his ornate Bentley skidding across the gravel in an uncharacteristic loss of control.
"Julian, it's a family emergency," he said, once I'd opened the door to his frenzied knocking. "I need you to come with me at once."
My heart sunk in my chest. I... | This Is Just To Say
that your great-grandfather
has swallowed the world
and now you are out in space
and you have no spacesuit
and you will die
in fifteen seconds
forgive him
the world was delicious
and so nutritious
[dammit my line breaks are all messed up when I post. Whatever. Trust that they were beautifully cr... | |
[WP]: Instead of reaching their physical peak in their 20's and beginning to wither in their 60s, humans never stop growing bigger and stronger. You are 65 and your great-grandfather has gone on a rampage again. | “We must appeal to the great Washington D.C. (Deity of Command) for mercy on our great grandfather for laying much of Los Angeles in ruins,” I told father, “for this act of terror was the first of its kind since great-grandfather became ruler of Los Angeles. And as we know, such great elder rulers should be given a sec... | This Is Just To Say
that your great-grandfather
has swallowed the world
and now you are out in space
and you have no spacesuit
and you will die
in fifteen seconds
forgive him
the world was delicious
and so nutritious
[dammit my line breaks are all messed up when I post. Whatever. Trust that they were beautifully cr... | |
[WP]: Instead of reaching their physical peak in their 20's and beginning to wither in their 60s, humans never stop growing bigger and stronger. You are 65 and your great-grandfather has gone on a rampage again. | "I'd ask you to come and pick him up," Stella sounded almost apologetic this time. "But at his age, it's really more of a warning. They've already sent out the SWAT teams."
I sighed and reached for my jacket. "It's the fourth time this month," I told my great-grandfather's carer. "Can't you keep a better eye on him?... | This Is Just To Say
that your great-grandfather
has swallowed the world
and now you are out in space
and you have no spacesuit
and you will die
in fifteen seconds
forgive him
the world was delicious
and so nutritious
[dammit my line breaks are all messed up when I post. Whatever. Trust that they were beautifully cr... | |
[WP]: Instead of reaching their physical peak in their 20's and beginning to wither in their 60s, humans never stop growing bigger and stronger. You are 65 and your great-grandfather has gone on a rampage again. | "I'd ask you to come and pick him up," Stella sounded almost apologetic this time. "But at his age, it's really more of a warning. They've already sent out the SWAT teams."
I sighed and reached for my jacket. "It's the fourth time this month," I told my great-grandfather's carer. "Can't you keep a better eye on him?... | “We must appeal to the great Washington D.C. (Deity of Command) for mercy on our great grandfather for laying much of Los Angeles in ruins,” I told father, “for this act of terror was the first of its kind since great-grandfather became ruler of Los Angeles. And as we know, such great elder rulers should be given a sec... | |
[WP] You secretly become an assassin by trade, keeping your real identity hidden from others. Things go smoothly until you receive a fateful contract-to kill your own self. | I looked at the photograph in the letter, scanning the image to determine when it was taken, by who, and whether there was any shadow of a doubt who it was.
It was clearly me. Maybe two years ago at my sister-in-law's birthday party at the bowling alley. The bitch ('Mary') had once again made snide comments about my p... | It was the first of January when I received the letter. A smooth, white envelope containing death itself. Another name. Another fatherless child. Another grieving widow. For eleven years now I have served as an angel of death. You'll have many questions that I'll not be around to answer and you must accept this. I will... | |
[WP] You are cursed with immortality. Write about your life. | I make new soulmates every day.
And when I blink, they're gone.
But when I met you, my love,
I swear, I tried so hard to keep my eyes open.
I'm sorry.
| I wake up again, in another day to the sight of steel bars and the cold cut of iron shackles. I look between the bars and I close my eyes, pretend that they are not there, pretend that they are not staring, taunting and gasping in terror. I pretend that I am dreaming again, of better times, times when clean air brushe... | |
[WP] You are cursed with immortality. Write about your life. | I make new soulmates every day.
And when I blink, they're gone.
But when I met you, my love,
I swear, I tried so hard to keep my eyes open.
I'm sorry.
| "You're forty? But you look so young!" My potential employer gawked, "So what's your trick?"
I pushed the words out of my mouth, "Just good genes, I guess” I raised the corners just enough to impersonate a smile.
“What a lucky man! Not quite as lucky as we will be to have you on the job,” my interviewer winked at me,... | |
There was a great fire in london during 1666. | [WP] Your pet dragon smells of alcohol. (Year 1666, London) | Patience was ten years old, she was simply not tall enough and wore a fringe that needed trimming. She blew the dark wisps of hair out of her eyes as she dropped abruptly to the floor to check the space beneath her parents' bed. Nothing but dust bunnies.
She stuck out her lower lip, crossed her skinny arms over her c... | "Why don't you smell like marijuana? Have you been hitting the booze cabinet?" asked Randalf the Great to his dragon.
The dragon felt deep shame inside for he loved to get drunk. His master smacked him on the head for drinking too much. The dragon cowered in fear and his nostrils enflamed. He thought about using his m... |
[WP] Adam and Eve didn't eat the forbidden fruit, humanity lives in a perfect world, its only problem is keeping the forbidden fruit guarded | On the 3,546,654th day, God said, "Let there be war!"
And so there was war. And it was good.
After thousands of years of chaperoning, God was bored. He was banking on Adam and Eve to betray Him, all those millennia ago. So much for omnipotence.
Lucifer was a thorn in His side. Had been since the Dawn. God had ban... | "Hey, Mike. How's it going?" Darren asked his fellow guard as he approached the guard shack.
"Not bad, really. I mean, all things considered." Mike replied.
"How long is this shift suppose to be? Six hours like normal? I didn't get a chance to look at the schedule that Sgt. Upton made."
"Yeah, six hours." Darren c... | |
I feel like Writing Prompts have become addicted to the subversions and reversals of classic themes. How about we instead try focussing on quality over being special.
Prove that you don't need to have the Princess suddenly turn out to be the antagonist, or the Knight turn out to only be after her for the money to writ... | [WP] Write a classic fairy tale where the Knight saves the Princess. No strange twists or subversions. Just focus on telling a good story. | Colonel Defarge of the Grand Duchy of Heathland tapped his timepiece, the sorcerous runes lighting up to reveal the time as half past noon. Nodding satisfied he whistled for a pair of crossbowmen who came over on flapping wings. They wore shirts of mail that fell to their thighs and open faced helms that did not confin... | This isnt a story so much but my buddies lyrics is a story meeting your criteria. Uno momento, must copy paste.
Well the dragons, they breed. Skies overpopulated,
And nobody notices, patches of shaded.
Grasses and bricks, that form castles that stand
as a false testament to the triumph of man.
When did all of the ... |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | The root of the problem was the trees. “Fiber Space” had overtaken the information industry and now electronic landfills were springing up all over the world and filling faster than they could dig up the dirt. Everybody had always talked about how if we killed all the trees there would be no oxygen left, but no one sto... | Leonard got comfortable by the great oak and opened up his laptop. Rachel had told him that bigger trees gave a stronger signal and were better for browsing. Leonard didn't really get the point of all this - if he wanted the internet, he could do it at home. Oh well, Rachel had been adamant about him trying this and he... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | "I can't find a signal," Andy muttered, waving his cellphone in the air.
*Yea, I knew this was a bad idea,* I thought to myself. Freaking Andy with his freaking plans. What kind of nut job takes us on an hour long hike in the woods after a late night party?
The group of girls following behind us were unusually quiet,... | Leonard got comfortable by the great oak and opened up his laptop. Rachel had told him that bigger trees gave a stronger signal and were better for browsing. Leonard didn't really get the point of all this - if he wanted the internet, he could do it at home. Oh well, Rachel had been adamant about him trying this and he... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | "What the fuck is this shit?" Lonnie crunched on his flaming hot Cheetos before swigging down the rest of his Vanilla Coke. "I can't get email, news, ESPN, YouTube, I even tried porn... no dice." There was a bright yellow mustard stain from his Quarter Pound Big Bite (which certainly helped round out his nutritious lun... | Leonard got comfortable by the great oak and opened up his laptop. Rachel had told him that bigger trees gave a stronger signal and were better for browsing. Leonard didn't really get the point of all this - if he wanted the internet, he could do it at home. Oh well, Rachel had been adamant about him trying this and he... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | "Hey sweetie, can you come here really quick?"
"Sure, one second!"
I sat stumped looking at an ESSID I'd never seen. You wouldn't think this is an unusual thing, but we live in a remote area. Our nearest neighbor is 15 miles away, and the signal strength was *insane*.
"Oh, that's really weird! When did that show ... | Leonard got comfortable by the great oak and opened up his laptop. Rachel had told him that bigger trees gave a stronger signal and were better for browsing. Leonard didn't really get the point of all this - if he wanted the internet, he could do it at home. Oh well, Rachel had been adamant about him trying this and he... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | **2033:** A group of techno-heads camping in the South American rainforest notice weak yet noticeable interference around a particular area of the campgrounds. They make note of it and news spreads through social media like a wild fire. No one really expects the trees to be the culprit; most speculate resonance with th... | Leonard got comfortable by the great oak and opened up his laptop. Rachel had told him that bigger trees gave a stronger signal and were better for browsing. Leonard didn't really get the point of all this - if he wanted the internet, he could do it at home. Oh well, Rachel had been adamant about him trying this and he... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | "What the fuck is this shit?" Lonnie crunched on his flaming hot Cheetos before swigging down the rest of his Vanilla Coke. "I can't get email, news, ESPN, YouTube, I even tried porn... no dice." There was a bright yellow mustard stain from his Quarter Pound Big Bite (which certainly helped round out his nutritious lun... | This is the story of the scariest and greatest night of my life.
"really i am telling you man, Tommy found a signal."
"ya, so why isn't Tommy telling it to us?"
"Its because we were texting, he got lost."
"really he just made the greatest discovery of the 23rd century and he just happens to get lost?"
"ya, We wer... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | "What the fuck is this shit?" Lonnie crunched on his flaming hot Cheetos before swigging down the rest of his Vanilla Coke. "I can't get email, news, ESPN, YouTube, I even tried porn... no dice." There was a bright yellow mustard stain from his Quarter Pound Big Bite (which certainly helped round out his nutritious lun... | The root of the problem was the trees. “Fiber Space” had overtaken the information industry and now electronic landfills were springing up all over the world and filling faster than they could dig up the dirt. Everybody had always talked about how if we killed all the trees there would be no oxygen left, but no one sto... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | "Hey sweetie, can you come here really quick?"
"Sure, one second!"
I sat stumped looking at an ESSID I'd never seen. You wouldn't think this is an unusual thing, but we live in a remote area. Our nearest neighbor is 15 miles away, and the signal strength was *insane*.
"Oh, that's really weird! When did that show ... | The root of the problem was the trees. “Fiber Space” had overtaken the information industry and now electronic landfills were springing up all over the world and filling faster than they could dig up the dirt. Everybody had always talked about how if we killed all the trees there would be no oxygen left, but no one sto... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | "What the fuck is this shit?" Lonnie crunched on his flaming hot Cheetos before swigging down the rest of his Vanilla Coke. "I can't get email, news, ESPN, YouTube, I even tried porn... no dice." There was a bright yellow mustard stain from his Quarter Pound Big Bite (which certainly helped round out his nutritious lun... | "I can't find a signal," Andy muttered, waving his cellphone in the air.
*Yea, I knew this was a bad idea,* I thought to myself. Freaking Andy with his freaking plans. What kind of nut job takes us on an hour long hike in the woods after a late night party?
The group of girls following behind us were unusually quiet,... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | "Hey sweetie, can you come here really quick?"
"Sure, one second!"
I sat stumped looking at an ESSID I'd never seen. You wouldn't think this is an unusual thing, but we live in a remote area. Our nearest neighbor is 15 miles away, and the signal strength was *insane*.
"Oh, that's really weird! When did that show ... | "I can't find a signal," Andy muttered, waving his cellphone in the air.
*Yea, I knew this was a bad idea,* I thought to myself. Freaking Andy with his freaking plans. What kind of nut job takes us on an hour long hike in the woods after a late night party?
The group of girls following behind us were unusually quiet,... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | There was a twinge of guilt as I opened my laptop on the wet grass. A few spots of dew hit the screen from the motion and lit up on my log-in screen with a luminous rainbow of LED colors. The guilt was from missing yet another day of work for what I can only refer to as a wonderful affliction. A new sapling was just ge... | "After the Great Network Bombings of 2020 things have never been the same."
I glisten my hand softly over the soft bark of the old Great Oak. The only thing that has kept humanity running. I don't really notice the group of children I'm suppose to be Guiding. I just let my thoughts flow out like they once used to... I... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | (25 minutes later)
... "Thank you for calling Verizon customer support, this is Nacho. May I please have your name for our records?"
"Mike. You're the third person that I've told."
"Excuse me, sir?"
"Nothing."
"Ok. Mike?"
"Yes."
"What seems to be the issue today, Mike?"
"Well my router doesn't seem to be workin... | "After the Great Network Bombings of 2020 things have never been the same."
I glisten my hand softly over the soft bark of the old Great Oak. The only thing that has kept humanity running. I don't really notice the group of children I'm suppose to be Guiding. I just let my thoughts flow out like they once used to... I... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | They had taken to calling it Rootnet, the signals the trees had started broadcasting.
Sam found it funny. Not the name itself, mind, but the way in which it exposed the insane fixation the scientists of the Oxford lab had with categorising everything. In reality none of them, from the students like himself to the most... | "After the Great Network Bombings of 2020 things have never been the same."
I glisten my hand softly over the soft bark of the old Great Oak. The only thing that has kept humanity running. I don't really notice the group of children I'm suppose to be Guiding. I just let my thoughts flow out like they once used to... I... | |
[WP] In order to prevent man from chopping them down, trees evolve a rather unusual feature - WiFi. However, the network they are connected to is not the Internet as we know it. | (25 minutes later)
... "Thank you for calling Verizon customer support, this is Nacho. May I please have your name for our records?"
"Mike. You're the third person that I've told."
"Excuse me, sir?"
"Nothing."
"Ok. Mike?"
"Yes."
"What seems to be the issue today, Mike?"
"Well my router doesn't seem to be workin... | There was a twinge of guilt as I opened my laptop on the wet grass. A few spots of dew hit the screen from the motion and lit up on my log-in screen with a luminous rainbow of LED colors. The guilt was from missing yet another day of work for what I can only refer to as a wonderful affliction. A new sapling was just ge... | |
[WP] A woman has a heart attack on an airplane. The stewardess asks if there are any doctors on board. Dr. Seuss raises his hand. | **Is there a doctor on the plane?**
Well, I guess I am. I'm Dr. Seuss, the famous children's author.
**Well, I don't see anyone else raising their hand. Can you help this woman?**
Probably not. You see, I write books for kids. "Cat In The Hat" and so on, you know?
**I'm familiar. I love your work. I thought you'd s... | A doctor! A doctor? The question that asked, I'll reach for my bag, retrieve and oxygen mask,
I'll stabilize your vitals, keep you alive a minute more, take this calming sedative, and count back from four,
When the plane has landed, and it's time to depart, you'll walk off this plane, with a fully-working heart.
| |
[WP] A woman has a heart attack on an airplane. The stewardess asks if there are any doctors on board. Dr. Seuss raises his hand. | Sheila hated flying.
The lines, the security, the people; all of it was terrible. She was, however, a decent sister and when Bethany had called asking to accompany her on the trip to Cali she couldn't say no. Bethany was, after all, eight months pregnant and Sheila felt bad letting her go alone.
All had gone well thi... | "A doctor, a doctor? You need a doctor for the heart?!
But oh, but no what if it was just a fart?
I know! I know precisely what to do!
"Meet my assistants, Thing 1 and Thing 2!"
Wheeling and whirling and sailing,
Thing 2 and Thing 1 came in wailing!
Something like sirens was all that was heard,
as t... | |
[WP] A woman has a heart attack on an airplane. The stewardess asks if there are any doctors on board. Dr. Seuss raises his hand. | "A passenger's dying on this very plane?
We *must* ensure oxygen gets to her brain!
My cat's red-striped hat can help with the task,
For inside it I carry an oxygen mask.
Thing 1: grab me pillows, I'll need two or three,
And bring me the med kit immediately!
Thing 2: tell the pilot I'm resuscitating
a passenge... | *Are you right madam, are you okay?
You need to get to the medical bay!*
"Why are you talking like that?"
*I think you need a doctor, yes you do.
I'm not really a doctor, unlucky for you.*
"You're not an actual doctor?"
*No, Seuss is my name, I am no doctor.
Zoopity boopity droop, I'm an author.*
"Are there anothe... | |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | Smoke filled the streets and the feeble excuse for sunlight that managed to filter threw made the city look like dull and dead in August the winds stop and the air hangs stagnant and putrid, the first year millions died of asphyxiation. Most people flee the major cities during this time, it just leaves their houses rip... | Scientists have discovered a new season: Prayer Week. During one week a year between winter and fall, one random prayer of a man somewhere on earth between the age of six and fourty-two will be granted. We warn the world of the dangerous implications of this and ask that you don't pray for something that could potentia... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | Season of lavender skies
Season of whispering highs
Season of growth and wallow
Season of timeless tomorrow
Let me hold you close and tight
Strolling in your brightest night
| Scientists have discovered a new season: Prayer Week. During one week a year between winter and fall, one random prayer of a man somewhere on earth between the age of six and fourty-two will be granted. We warn the world of the dangerous implications of this and ask that you don't pray for something that could potentia... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | There are no longer seasons. Just the Unending Heat.
We ignored the warnings, time and time again. Repeatedly, we chose shortsighted gains over long term sustainability. And we have paid the price.
Most died within a year. Water was hard to obtain in a pure and liquid form, and there weren't enough great shelters t... | Scientists have discovered a new season: Prayer Week. During one week a year between winter and fall, one random prayer of a man somewhere on earth between the age of six and fourty-two will be granted. We warn the world of the dangerous implications of this and ask that you don't pray for something that could potentia... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | Marie did not notice the whispering wind at first. She was too focused on finishing the week's wash, too lost in her own thoughts. The sun had begun setting, and daylight was fading fast. Only after Harlow, the family cat, began yowling did Marie raise her eyes from her work.
There, not an arm's length from her face, ... | Scientists have discovered a new season: Prayer Week. During one week a year between winter and fall, one random prayer of a man somewhere on earth between the age of six and fourty-two will be granted. We warn the world of the dangerous implications of this and ask that you don't pray for something that could potentia... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | Societal norms have since drastically changed after what came to be known as the first instance of Overgrowth. The shifting molecular arrangement in the atmosphere had somehow stagnated through October the 15th to November 24th. The resulting pattern exponentially increasing the growth rate of all flora worldwide. Scie... | Scientists have discovered a new season: Prayer Week. During one week a year between winter and fall, one random prayer of a man somewhere on earth between the age of six and fourty-two will be granted. We warn the world of the dangerous implications of this and ask that you don't pray for something that could potentia... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | God bless Mother Nature
She's a single woman too
She took over heaven
And she did what she had to do
She fought every Angel
To rearranged the sky
So that each and every woman
Could find the perfect guy
It's raining men
Hallejulah
It was supposed to be the spring of 2019. The world economy appeared to be on it... | Scientists have discovered a new season: Prayer Week. During one week a year between winter and fall, one random prayer of a man somewhere on earth between the age of six and fourty-two will be granted. We warn the world of the dangerous implications of this and ask that you don't pray for something that could potentia... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | Season of lavender skies
Season of whispering highs
Season of growth and wallow
Season of timeless tomorrow
Let me hold you close and tight
Strolling in your brightest night
| When it started, people couldn't decide if the seasonal boundaries had completely shattered, merged in to one, or never existed at all. They couldn't explain the drastic shifts in weather. No one understood the driving snow covering the globe one day that chilled her to the mantle, followed by a heat so thick it covere... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | Marie did not notice the whispering wind at first. She was too focused on finishing the week's wash, too lost in her own thoughts. The sun had begun setting, and daylight was fading fast. Only after Harlow, the family cat, began yowling did Marie raise her eyes from her work.
There, not an arm's length from her face, ... | There are no longer seasons. Just the Unending Heat.
We ignored the warnings, time and time again. Repeatedly, we chose shortsighted gains over long term sustainability. And we have paid the price.
Most died within a year. Water was hard to obtain in a pure and liquid form, and there weren't enough great shelters t... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | Societal norms have since drastically changed after what came to be known as the first instance of Overgrowth. The shifting molecular arrangement in the atmosphere had somehow stagnated through October the 15th to November 24th. The resulting pattern exponentially increasing the growth rate of all flora worldwide. Scie... | There are no longer seasons. Just the Unending Heat.
We ignored the warnings, time and time again. Repeatedly, we chose shortsighted gains over long term sustainability. And we have paid the price.
Most died within a year. Water was hard to obtain in a pure and liquid form, and there weren't enough great shelters t... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | God bless Mother Nature
She's a single woman too
She took over heaven
And she did what she had to do
She fought every Angel
To rearranged the sky
So that each and every woman
Could find the perfect guy
It's raining men
Hallejulah
It was supposed to be the spring of 2019. The world economy appeared to be on it... | There are no longer seasons. Just the Unending Heat.
We ignored the warnings, time and time again. Repeatedly, we chose shortsighted gains over long term sustainability. And we have paid the price.
Most died within a year. Water was hard to obtain in a pure and liquid form, and there weren't enough great shelters t... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | God bless Mother Nature
She's a single woman too
She took over heaven
And she did what she had to do
She fought every Angel
To rearranged the sky
So that each and every woman
Could find the perfect guy
It's raining men
Hallejulah
It was supposed to be the spring of 2019. The world economy appeared to be on it... | Marie did not notice the whispering wind at first. She was too focused on finishing the week's wash, too lost in her own thoughts. The sun had begun setting, and daylight was fading fast. Only after Harlow, the family cat, began yowling did Marie raise her eyes from her work.
There, not an arm's length from her face, ... |
Maybe some moons change our gravity, or time flows backwards for a few months. Think outside the box. | [WP] Invent a new season and how it effects the world. | God bless Mother Nature
She's a single woman too
She took over heaven
And she did what she had to do
She fought every Angel
To rearranged the sky
So that each and every woman
Could find the perfect guy
It's raining men
Hallejulah
It was supposed to be the spring of 2019. The world economy appeared to be on it... | Societal norms have since drastically changed after what came to be known as the first instance of Overgrowth. The shifting molecular arrangement in the atmosphere had somehow stagnated through October the 15th to November 24th. The resulting pattern exponentially increasing the growth rate of all flora worldwide. Scie... |
[WP] Earth's time capsule launched into space returns with an ominous message. | Ralph made his way through the debris. An hour ago a meteorite hit Ralph's empty barn, starting a small fire and brought half the structure down. Ralph saw it come down and rushed to the scene, expecting to find a rock, instead he found a metal container covered in soot and burning ember. The container was badly damage... | A lot of folks out there put their hopes and dreams into the 2018 Chronos Capsule. Nothing indulgent, no page-turners, but a few pieces of heart-felt writing in seven words or less, etched in tiny Adobe letters on the two thousand microSD cards taking up the lower nose of the bi-winged sphere.
The World Leaders had a... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | A girl awoke in the middle of a road surrounded by oak trees, woods so thick they choked out the noise of the outside world.
She didn’t remember how she got there, couldn’t even remember her own name. The words were on the tip of her tongue but the more she focused on them the more they seemed to elude her. “I think m... | - Shit.
Wes cried.
- This kid goes fucking poetic now.
I just nodded without an answer, arms crossed, trying to be hinted by the details. Type and the color of the letters were the same as the previous signs.
- So, is it saying nothing will be left if we go right? Guess we just go left then.
I sugge... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | How long have I been sitting here?
I don't even remember where I'm from. I'm not sure I remember how to stand, or walk, once I'd made my decision. The path I'd come from was well trodden but between the time I'd come upon the fork and now, not a soul passed me by. Neither from the left nor right paths.
I grumbled and... | - Shit.
Wes cried.
- This kid goes fucking poetic now.
I just nodded without an answer, arms crossed, trying to be hinted by the details. Type and the color of the letters were the same as the previous signs.
- So, is it saying nothing will be left if we go right? Guess we just go left then.
I sugge... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | The arrows taunted the traveller. The road to the right was in disrepair, potholed and worn. The road on the left looked like it had been laid yesterday. Looking toward the rightmost horizon revealed that the road faded away into the wilderness. The leftmost horizon, on the other hand, was pierced by gleaming towers of... | - Shit.
Wes cried.
- This kid goes fucking poetic now.
I just nodded without an answer, arms crossed, trying to be hinted by the details. Type and the color of the letters were the same as the previous signs.
- So, is it saying nothing will be left if we go right? Guess we just go left then.
I sugge... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | I shook my head as I walked. *What could have inspired such a crude message to unwary travelers?*
Two hours down the left path, I emerged from a barren, rocky trail to a butte, overlooking an ocean of madness. Where there ought have been greenery, shrubs and daisies, an expanse of meadows and fields and the unwritten ... | - Shit.
Wes cried.
- This kid goes fucking poetic now.
I just nodded without an answer, arms crossed, trying to be hinted by the details. Type and the color of the letters were the same as the previous signs.
- So, is it saying nothing will be left if we go right? Guess we just go left then.
I sugge... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | The last road curled like a snake's tongue through the desert, its divergence clear miles away. Sunset hung flat and silver when she finally reached the split. The Jeep's headlights blinked as they caught on a ghost in the dark. Breath caught in her throat and she eased the brake down.
One yard, two, three rolled by b... | - Shit.
Wes cried.
- This kid goes fucking poetic now.
I just nodded without an answer, arms crossed, trying to be hinted by the details. Type and the color of the letters were the same as the previous signs.
- So, is it saying nothing will be left if we go right? Guess we just go left then.
I sugge... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | A girl awoke in the middle of a road surrounded by oak trees, woods so thick they choked out the noise of the outside world.
She didn’t remember how she got there, couldn’t even remember her own name. The words were on the tip of her tongue but the more she focused on them the more they seemed to elude her. “I think m... | "Alice dear," the White Rabbit spoke,
"'Tis the end of the road."
"Whatever do you mean?" Alice asked.
"'Tis interpreted twice, at least," the White Rabbit explained.
"For either Nothing lies left nor right,"
"or upon the left nothing remains,
"and upon the right, all is wrong."
"I wish to see," Alice said, ste... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | How long have I been sitting here?
I don't even remember where I'm from. I'm not sure I remember how to stand, or walk, once I'd made my decision. The path I'd come from was well trodden but between the time I'd come upon the fork and now, not a soul passed me by. Neither from the left nor right paths.
I grumbled and... | "Alice dear," the White Rabbit spoke,
"'Tis the end of the road."
"Whatever do you mean?" Alice asked.
"'Tis interpreted twice, at least," the White Rabbit explained.
"For either Nothing lies left nor right,"
"or upon the left nothing remains,
"and upon the right, all is wrong."
"I wish to see," Alice said, ste... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | The arrows taunted the traveller. The road to the right was in disrepair, potholed and worn. The road on the left looked like it had been laid yesterday. Looking toward the rightmost horizon revealed that the road faded away into the wilderness. The leftmost horizon, on the other hand, was pierced by gleaming towers of... | "Alice dear," the White Rabbit spoke,
"'Tis the end of the road."
"Whatever do you mean?" Alice asked.
"'Tis interpreted twice, at least," the White Rabbit explained.
"For either Nothing lies left nor right,"
"or upon the left nothing remains,
"and upon the right, all is wrong."
"I wish to see," Alice said, ste... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | I shook my head as I walked. *What could have inspired such a crude message to unwary travelers?*
Two hours down the left path, I emerged from a barren, rocky trail to a butte, overlooking an ocean of madness. Where there ought have been greenery, shrubs and daisies, an expanse of meadows and fields and the unwritten ... | "Alice dear," the White Rabbit spoke,
"'Tis the end of the road."
"Whatever do you mean?" Alice asked.
"'Tis interpreted twice, at least," the White Rabbit explained.
"For either Nothing lies left nor right,"
"or upon the left nothing remains,
"and upon the right, all is wrong."
"I wish to see," Alice said, ste... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | A girl awoke in the middle of a road surrounded by oak trees, woods so thick they choked out the noise of the outside world.
She didn’t remember how she got there, couldn’t even remember her own name. The words were on the tip of her tongue but the more she focused on them the more they seemed to elude her. “I think m... | Crumpled paper formed miniature mountains as it spilled over the edges of my trashcan. Scratching my head, I read the sentence aloud before hitting the backspace key and starting over. The blank page mocked me, its existence was proof of my failures and it seemed to grow stronger with each passing hour. The chair squea... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | How long have I been sitting here?
I don't even remember where I'm from. I'm not sure I remember how to stand, or walk, once I'd made my decision. The path I'd come from was well trodden but between the time I'd come upon the fork and now, not a soul passed me by. Neither from the left nor right paths.
I grumbled and... | Crumpled paper formed miniature mountains as it spilled over the edges of my trashcan. Scratching my head, I read the sentence aloud before hitting the backspace key and starting over. The blank page mocked me, its existence was proof of my failures and it seemed to grow stronger with each passing hour. The chair squea... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | The arrows taunted the traveller. The road to the right was in disrepair, potholed and worn. The road on the left looked like it had been laid yesterday. Looking toward the rightmost horizon revealed that the road faded away into the wilderness. The leftmost horizon, on the other hand, was pierced by gleaming towers of... | Crumpled paper formed miniature mountains as it spilled over the edges of my trashcan. Scratching my head, I read the sentence aloud before hitting the backspace key and starting over. The blank page mocked me, its existence was proof of my failures and it seemed to grow stronger with each passing hour. The chair squea... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | I shook my head as I walked. *What could have inspired such a crude message to unwary travelers?*
Two hours down the left path, I emerged from a barren, rocky trail to a butte, overlooking an ocean of madness. Where there ought have been greenery, shrubs and daisies, an expanse of meadows and fields and the unwritten ... | Crumpled paper formed miniature mountains as it spilled over the edges of my trashcan. Scratching my head, I read the sentence aloud before hitting the backspace key and starting over. The blank page mocked me, its existence was proof of my failures and it seemed to grow stronger with each passing hour. The chair squea... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | A girl awoke in the middle of a road surrounded by oak trees, woods so thick they choked out the noise of the outside world.
She didn’t remember how she got there, couldn’t even remember her own name. The words were on the tip of her tongue but the more she focused on them the more they seemed to elude her. “I think m... | The harsh desert I had traveled for as long as I remember suddenly gave way to a grassy clearing. Immediately before me stood a great oak, barren of leaves but sturdy and old. Upon the oak were two planks inscribed with directions.
"Nothing is Right" exclaimed the one on the left, its crisp wood sharpened so as to... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | How long have I been sitting here?
I don't even remember where I'm from. I'm not sure I remember how to stand, or walk, once I'd made my decision. The path I'd come from was well trodden but between the time I'd come upon the fork and now, not a soul passed me by. Neither from the left nor right paths.
I grumbled and... | The harsh desert I had traveled for as long as I remember suddenly gave way to a grassy clearing. Immediately before me stood a great oak, barren of leaves but sturdy and old. Upon the oak were two planks inscribed with directions.
"Nothing is Right" exclaimed the one on the left, its crisp wood sharpened so as to... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | The arrows taunted the traveller. The road to the right was in disrepair, potholed and worn. The road on the left looked like it had been laid yesterday. Looking toward the rightmost horizon revealed that the road faded away into the wilderness. The leftmost horizon, on the other hand, was pierced by gleaming towers of... | The harsh desert I had traveled for as long as I remember suddenly gave way to a grassy clearing. Immediately before me stood a great oak, barren of leaves but sturdy and old. Upon the oak were two planks inscribed with directions.
"Nothing is Right" exclaimed the one on the left, its crisp wood sharpened so as to... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | I shook my head as I walked. *What could have inspired such a crude message to unwary travelers?*
Two hours down the left path, I emerged from a barren, rocky trail to a butte, overlooking an ocean of madness. Where there ought have been greenery, shrubs and daisies, an expanse of meadows and fields and the unwritten ... | The harsh desert I had traveled for as long as I remember suddenly gave way to a grassy clearing. Immediately before me stood a great oak, barren of leaves but sturdy and old. Upon the oak were two planks inscribed with directions.
"Nothing is Right" exclaimed the one on the left, its crisp wood sharpened so as to... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | A girl awoke in the middle of a road surrounded by oak trees, woods so thick they choked out the noise of the outside world.
She didn’t remember how she got there, couldn’t even remember her own name. The words were on the tip of her tongue but the more she focused on them the more they seemed to elude her. “I think m... | Nothing is right, that is true, of course. But why was it posted on the left side?
So, I'd have to consider the alternative. Going for the truth only gets you so far.
Nothing is left, is that true? Is there anything left, any other option? If there is no other option, I'd have to take the right side. Which one would ... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | How long have I been sitting here?
I don't even remember where I'm from. I'm not sure I remember how to stand, or walk, once I'd made my decision. The path I'd come from was well trodden but between the time I'd come upon the fork and now, not a soul passed me by. Neither from the left nor right paths.
I grumbled and... | Nothing is right, that is true, of course. But why was it posted on the left side?
So, I'd have to consider the alternative. Going for the truth only gets you so far.
Nothing is left, is that true? Is there anything left, any other option? If there is no other option, I'd have to take the right side. Which one would ... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | The arrows taunted the traveller. The road to the right was in disrepair, potholed and worn. The road on the left looked like it had been laid yesterday. Looking toward the rightmost horizon revealed that the road faded away into the wilderness. The leftmost horizon, on the other hand, was pierced by gleaming towers of... | Nothing is right, that is true, of course. But why was it posted on the left side?
So, I'd have to consider the alternative. Going for the truth only gets you so far.
Nothing is left, is that true? Is there anything left, any other option? If there is no other option, I'd have to take the right side. Which one would ... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | I shook my head as I walked. *What could have inspired such a crude message to unwary travelers?*
Two hours down the left path, I emerged from a barren, rocky trail to a butte, overlooking an ocean of madness. Where there ought have been greenery, shrubs and daisies, an expanse of meadows and fields and the unwritten ... | Nothing is right, that is true, of course. But why was it posted on the left side?
So, I'd have to consider the alternative. Going for the truth only gets you so far.
Nothing is left, is that true? Is there anything left, any other option? If there is no other option, I'd have to take the right side. Which one would ... | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | I shook my head as I walked. *What could have inspired such a crude message to unwary travelers?*
Two hours down the left path, I emerged from a barren, rocky trail to a butte, overlooking an ocean of madness. Where there ought have been greenery, shrubs and daisies, an expanse of meadows and fields and the unwritten ... | I continued straight and found nothing. I amended the sign to say, "Nothing Lies Ahead." I then turned around a went home, but not before stopping for a breakfast burrito. | |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | I walked down the road, my erstwhile companion bounding alongside me with a spring in his step. His short red hair and piercing blue eyes bother me; I didn't ask for company as I entered the dream ritual, but there he was just the same. His shirt was an eclectic mix of different fabrics sewn together with differ... | Which way do you go?
To the land long left behind,
Or a land of death.
| |
[WP] You come to a fork in the road with a sign. The arrow pointing right says “Nothing is left,” and the arrow to the left says “Nothing is right.” | The last road curled like a snake's tongue through the desert, its divergence clear miles away. Sunset hung flat and silver when she finally reached the split. The Jeep's headlights blinked as they caught on a ghost in the dark. Breath caught in her throat and she eased the brake down.
One yard, two, three rolled by b... | Which way do you go?
To the land long left behind,
Or a land of death.
| |
[WP] You are dangerous. Not because you kill, but because you don't. | "*Pollock! My office! Now!*"
As far as words to start the day with, these were not what I'd been wanting to hear. That hasn't stopped them from being woefully common for as long as I can remember.
"What did I do this time, boss?" I ask as I walk in, casually leaning against the door frame.
"Nothing!"
"Good news the... | It kept catching my attention, the bright, lime-green flash of it reflecting every time I passed a window or a mirror. Everyone glanced at it when they saw me-- they averted their gaze immediately after, but it was obvious they looked at it. I could constantly feel the stupid arm band squeezing my bicep, cinched over m... | |
[WP] "What seperates you and death is this piece of paper." | I hand him the paper, locking with his eyes again. I don't speak, because silence is more persuasive right now.
He's always been a weak little boy. You know some kids are just born weak, you can't make them strong, I tried, I failed. He didn't need to be strong, and now, now I love him for being weak. Strong men, stro... | I looked at the slim and flexible page, it's yellow tainted paper inked only with a few words written in the center.
*"What separates you and death is this piece of paper."*
Its creases validating its authenticity. I folded it in perfect halves 3 times and placed it in my pocket, moving on with my daily life. Being w... | |
[WP] She was an arsonist. He was a firefighter. The romance was hot. The break up was explosive. | He was a firefighter
She was an arsonist
Can I make it any more obvious?
The boning was great
But she couldn’t stay
What more can I say
He wanted her
She’d never tell… secretly she wanted to burn his house down, oh well.
And all of their friends
Knew something was up
When they spotted gasoline cans... | Just like that it was over. Faster than that collapsing building on 12th street that brought us together; our love had ignited and went out in a fiery explosion. I wasn't lamb enough for her, no matter how much I loved her, I was scorned. I sat, weeping in the pew we once prayed in, asking God why he would bring someth... | |
[WP] She was an arsonist. He was a firefighter. The romance was hot. The break up was explosive. | *I miss you so much.*
SSSSSHHHHHHH
*You were everything to me.*
SSSSSHHHHHHH
*It didn't have to be this way.*
SSSSSHHHHHHH
"Captain! We're done hosing this end. Going around back now."
........
*I miss you so much.*
Gasoline pours.
*You were everything to me.*
Match strikes.
*It didn't have to be this way.*... | Just like that it was over. Faster than that collapsing building on 12th street that brought us together; our love had ignited and went out in a fiery explosion. I wasn't lamb enough for her, no matter how much I loved her, I was scorned. I sat, weeping in the pew we once prayed in, asking God why he would bring someth... |
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