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[WP] Write about something that is disgusting or ugly in such a way that it becomes something beautiful--without using the 'beautiful inside' cliche. | A ratty scarf laid crumpled on our bed. Tears coursed through the fabric in hues most would consider 'color,' but begged for argument. Coarse, rough, it looked hard to wear, let alone see.
It was a wonder Scott wore that thing. One small section even had crusted mucus still on it, likely from a few days ago when we w... | The easel before her sat blank and untouched, crumpled drafts discarded about the room, stained with the flowing red. She gingerly moved the flowing blonde locks off his brow, revealing the deep blue eyes open wide in a mix of agony and shock. He was naked from the waist up, his belly sliced open from navel to sternum ... | |
[WP] Write about something that is disgusting or ugly in such a way that it becomes something beautiful--without using the 'beautiful inside' cliche. | My favorite instrument is the pipe organ- I could play it all day long and never feel underwhelmed. The sound it emits is just so magnanimous and exhilarating, and to think that it's nothing more than the passage of air through tubes...I am ceaselessly amazed by it.
I do admit, though, that it takes a true artist to e... | The easel before her sat blank and untouched, crumpled drafts discarded about the room, stained with the flowing red. She gingerly moved the flowing blonde locks off his brow, revealing the deep blue eyes open wide in a mix of agony and shock. He was naked from the waist up, his belly sliced open from navel to sternum ... | |
[WP] Write about something that is disgusting or ugly in such a way that it becomes something beautiful--without using the 'beautiful inside' cliche. | A ratty scarf laid crumpled on our bed. Tears coursed through the fabric in hues most would consider 'color,' but begged for argument. Coarse, rough, it looked hard to wear, let alone see.
It was a wonder Scott wore that thing. One small section even had crusted mucus still on it, likely from a few days ago when we w... | A canopy tarantula is an intricate, beautiful machine of almost unfathomable complexity. If you ever find yourself staring one in the face, stand extremely still and try to enjoy the view. Do not, under any circumstances, attempt to run. The tarantula weighs two thousand pounds, which, last time we checked, is signific... | |
It can also be a desert island, if you want. I'd be surprised if you could pull off a dessert island, but it's not explicitly against the rules. | [WP] You are trapped on a deserted island. And I mean "deserted," in the sense that it seems people used to be there but left for unknown reasons. | I wake up in a lavish bed. Beautiful swirling, patterns on the thin cushion that is attached to the mahogony headboard with golden studs. The sun shines in through what seemed to be an entire wall made of windows, looking over the formerly bustling Island resort. The sun tinted the room with a much more vibrant yellow ... | When I woke up on the island I was confused and afraid. The first few days I spent on the beach trying to signal for help of any kind. I did not have food or water and the island was devoid of life beyond the vegetation that covered it in excess. There was no water to be drank and food to be eaten. There was only the i... |
It can also be a desert island, if you want. I'd be surprised if you could pull off a dessert island, but it's not explicitly against the rules. | [WP] You are trapped on a deserted island. And I mean "deserted," in the sense that it seems people used to be there but left for unknown reasons. | *Oh thank God,* he thought as he clambered up the beach. Once he made it far enough that the lapping waves couldn't reach him, he collapsed in the sand, gazing up at the moon. A breeze blew over him, carrying the salty scent of the sea, and the oh-so-welcome scent of grass and trees. He crawled further, towards the tre... | When I woke up on the island I was confused and afraid. The first few days I spent on the beach trying to signal for help of any kind. I did not have food or water and the island was devoid of life beyond the vegetation that covered it in excess. There was no water to be drank and food to be eaten. There was only the i... |
It can also be a desert island, if you want. I'd be surprised if you could pull off a dessert island, but it's not explicitly against the rules. | [WP] You are trapped on a deserted island. And I mean "deserted," in the sense that it seems people used to be there but left for unknown reasons. | *You son of a bitch.* God, it hurts. Probably broken.
I manage to get to my fe--nope, that's not happening, and down I go. I think I'm okay when it hits me; the scream that escapes my lips doesn't sound human, and I actually startle myself. I just signed my own death certificate. "Son of a bitch!
It's times like th... | When I woke up on the island I was confused and afraid. The first few days I spent on the beach trying to signal for help of any kind. I did not have food or water and the island was devoid of life beyond the vegetation that covered it in excess. There was no water to be drank and food to be eaten. There was only the i... |
It can also be a desert island, if you want. I'd be surprised if you could pull off a dessert island, but it's not explicitly against the rules. | [WP] You are trapped on a deserted island. And I mean "deserted," in the sense that it seems people used to be there but left for unknown reasons. | Lieutenant John MacDougal did not regain consciousness where he had expected before he lost it as his ancient rust bucket cargo plane headed towards the stormy Indian Ocean. Lieutenant John MacDougal awoke on the top of a concrete floodwall by the side of a winding and significantly pot-holed coastal road. His head was... | When I woke up on the island I was confused and afraid. The first few days I spent on the beach trying to signal for help of any kind. I did not have food or water and the island was devoid of life beyond the vegetation that covered it in excess. There was no water to be drank and food to be eaten. There was only the i... |
It can also be a desert island, if you want. I'd be surprised if you could pull off a dessert island, but it's not explicitly against the rules. | [WP] You are trapped on a deserted island. And I mean "deserted," in the sense that it seems people used to be there but left for unknown reasons. | *You son of a bitch.* God, it hurts. Probably broken.
I manage to get to my fe--nope, that's not happening, and down I go. I think I'm okay when it hits me; the scream that escapes my lips doesn't sound human, and I actually startle myself. I just signed my own death certificate. "Son of a bitch!
It's times like th... | I awoke with the taste of salt water in my mouth, and sputtered. My hands found sand beneath them and pushed my head out of the surf.
Ahead of me was your prototypical tropical island, by the looks of it. Palm trees, white sand, the occasional clamshell half-buried. As I looked another wave crashed behind me and wash... |
It can also be a desert island, if you want. I'd be surprised if you could pull off a dessert island, but it's not explicitly against the rules. | [WP] You are trapped on a deserted island. And I mean "deserted," in the sense that it seems people used to be there but left for unknown reasons. | Lieutenant John MacDougal did not regain consciousness where he had expected before he lost it as his ancient rust bucket cargo plane headed towards the stormy Indian Ocean. Lieutenant John MacDougal awoke on the top of a concrete floodwall by the side of a winding and significantly pot-holed coastal road. His head was... | I awoke with the taste of salt water in my mouth, and sputtered. My hands found sand beneath them and pushed my head out of the surf.
Ahead of me was your prototypical tropical island, by the looks of it. Palm trees, white sand, the occasional clamshell half-buried. As I looked another wave crashed behind me and wash... |
It can also be a desert island, if you want. I'd be surprised if you could pull off a dessert island, but it's not explicitly against the rules. | [WP] You are trapped on a deserted island. And I mean "deserted," in the sense that it seems people used to be there but left for unknown reasons. | I hadn't expected to find an island on my voyage. It was supposed to be a trip to the deepest part of the ocean; the Marianas Trench. There shouldn't have been an island there. The ocean floor was so far down, it seemed physically impossible, yet there it was.
The island was mostly covered in lush forests. I couldn't... | The cargo ship had seemed more of an island than a boat. Such a thing, carrying a city's worth of "who-even-knew." Shipping containers, heavy metal crates that housed items, vehicles, goods- maybe even people. That was frowned upon, but it happened. A simple job beyond those occurrences, delivering that which people de... |
[WP] You are a tiny person working in the central nervous system. Your job is to file sensory neuron signals as either pleasant, harmful or neutral. | They can't stop me. No, they can't, they can't and they won't. I put the others down. I put them down and unplugged their terminals. It's just a matter of time before they all notice and they all try to get me to turn myself in. I can't wait to hear their meager apologies "I'm SO SORRY we thought we were immortal" "Ohh... | Fire! *No response*
Fire! *No response*
Fire! - Electric pulse and neurotransmitters released *Impact assessment - minimum*
Fire, fire, fire! *Direct hit - Amygdala enabled*
Suddenly a violent thunderous rumble ensued inside my station. It felt like an earthquake. I tried to grab onto the nearest axons to preve... | |
[WP] You are a tiny person working in the central nervous system. Your job is to file sensory neuron signals as either pleasant, harmful or neutral. | They can't stop me. No, they can't, they can't and they won't. I put the others down. I put them down and unplugged their terminals. It's just a matter of time before they all notice and they all try to get me to turn myself in. I can't wait to hear their meager apologies "I'm SO SORRY we thought we were immortal" "Ohh... | I was about to be in the middle of a full blow meltdown. Trades were coming in to our dendrite faster than ever before. The broker looked heavily on me while he read the papers coming in. I knew my job was on the line. I had never seen chaos like this before. DOPA, SERO and NOPP were skyrocketing. I looked at the tv ne... | |
[WP] You are a tiny person working in the central nervous system. Your job is to file sensory neuron signals as either pleasant, harmful or neutral. | They can't stop me. No, they can't, they can't and they won't. I put the others down. I put them down and unplugged their terminals. It's just a matter of time before they all notice and they all try to get me to turn myself in. I can't wait to hear their meager apologies "I'm SO SORRY we thought we were immortal" "Ohh... | Oluf managed all of S3. It was just one down from the high-powered chaos at S2, but much better than the disarray of S4. S3 was just right.
Footsteps in the distance gave a thunderous roar. Before long, a pair of lackeys came sprinting up the majestic halls of the dendrite from the dorsal root ganglion on his left.
"... | |
[WP] You are a tiny person working in the central nervous system. Your job is to file sensory neuron signals as either pleasant, harmful or neutral. | The office didn't have windows, just the mood ticker. The composite score of happiness was up tonight.
At 9:00PM on the dot, John's terminal came to life. He saw the backlog of qualia and felt excited. Andy must be out on the town.
He heard a groan from another cubicle. Olivia had been working evenings for too long... | Oluf managed all of S3. It was just one down from the high-powered chaos at S2, but much better than the disarray of S4. S3 was just right.
Footsteps in the distance gave a thunderous roar. Before long, a pair of lackeys came sprinting up the majestic halls of the dendrite from the dorsal root ganglion on his left.
"... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | This is the second day of the rest of my life.
The walls are empty. There's nothing here but an old matress and some raggy, worn out clothes I picked from the trash last night. I'm in a rooftop on one of the ugliest parts of the city. The only place I can hide.
I spent all of yesterday setting this up. I walked al... | Numbers and numbers trickle
Wavering above the sea
Above the fallen Gods
.
Humans expire quietly
But always loudly screaming
For forgiveness
.
My time has passed
Such envy for my child
Who left this realm upon entering
.
"How are you alive?"
Giggles at their query
How could they not know?
... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | Sonnet Number Twenty-Four
For my whole life, I've known just when I'd die.
The moment is known since birth in my world.
Some cower, others celebrate despite.
I passed the day like I was never told.
I wondered, what would it feel like to die?
And waited patiently for death's close doom,
But when the momen... | Numbers and numbers trickle
Wavering above the sea
Above the fallen Gods
.
Humans expire quietly
But always loudly screaming
For forgiveness
.
My time has passed
Such envy for my child
Who left this realm upon entering
.
"How are you alive?"
Giggles at their query
How could they not know?
... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | They say you die twice; Once when you breathe your last breath, and once when your name is last spoken.
Benjamin Franklin said those words, and I wish I could say he was wrong. Here I sit, in an empty room with gray, dull walls, without a hint of sunlight or the world outside in any corner of the room. I'd been in her... | Numbers and numbers trickle
Wavering above the sea
Above the fallen Gods
.
Humans expire quietly
But always loudly screaming
For forgiveness
.
My time has passed
Such envy for my child
Who left this realm upon entering
.
"How are you alive?"
Giggles at their query
How could they not know?
... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | I thought about it again. I couldn't really explain how I "knew", but it was something that people were always able to conceive, just like a sixth sense. The ability to tell when one's own life was going to end, the except time and date. For some people they shared it openly and constantly, and for others they kept the... | Numbers and numbers trickle
Wavering above the sea
Above the fallen Gods
.
Humans expire quietly
But always loudly screaming
For forgiveness
.
My time has passed
Such envy for my child
Who left this realm upon entering
.
"How are you alive?"
Giggles at their query
How could they not know?
... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | "Harold, you are my best friend. The best anyone could wish to have. Don't forget to feed my cat"
Those were the only nice words I said to anyone leading up to my death. In a letter to my wife I wrote, "I am going to die tomorrow at noon. I wish it had been sooner", and I meant it.
That damn woman drove me to booze,... | Numbers and numbers trickle
Wavering above the sea
Above the fallen Gods
.
Humans expire quietly
But always loudly screaming
For forgiveness
.
My time has passed
Such envy for my child
Who left this realm upon entering
.
"How are you alive?"
Giggles at their query
How could they not know?
... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | The pale white girl lies slumped in the corner of the room. The wine glass in his spindly fingers is filled to the brim with her blood.
A smile spreads his lips as he brings the wine glass up in a toast.
"Sorry sweetie," he says, his green eyes lingering over her lifeless ones, "but you knew it was coming. I, on the... | Numbers and numbers trickle
Wavering above the sea
Above the fallen Gods
.
Humans expire quietly
But always loudly screaming
For forgiveness
.
My time has passed
Such envy for my child
Who left this realm upon entering
.
"How are you alive?"
Giggles at their query
How could they not know?
... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | I had always thought I wanted to die on the dock. It was my favorite part of the lake, surely my favorite part of the old brown house. But sitting there, listening to the waves creep up the rocky shore ten feet or so behind me, the occasional cicada singing its croaky tune, I realized yet again just how little I knew m... | Numbers and numbers trickle
Wavering above the sea
Above the fallen Gods
.
Humans expire quietly
But always loudly screaming
For forgiveness
.
My time has passed
Such envy for my child
Who left this realm upon entering
.
"How are you alive?"
Giggles at their query
How could they not know?
... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | I knew my date as long as I could remember, like everyone else. I don't know when I found out; my parents must have told me, when I was very little. But I do remember the day I found out what the date *meant.* I was five, innocently playing doctor with my best friend. He was the patient in my toughest case yet and, des... | Numbers and numbers trickle
Wavering above the sea
Above the fallen Gods
.
Humans expire quietly
But always loudly screaming
For forgiveness
.
My time has passed
Such envy for my child
Who left this realm upon entering
.
"How are you alive?"
Giggles at their query
How could they not know?
... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | "Well shit," John-108 said. "I've gone and expired myself, and nothing happened."
"Language, 108," Claire-202 chided.
"Oh, right, that's what I'm worrying about right now, 202: my potty mouth."
John-108 sat up in his charging cradle, which was just five minutes ago his death bed. "What happened?" he asked.
"You ... | Numbers and numbers trickle
Wavering above the sea
Above the fallen Gods
.
Humans expire quietly
But always loudly screaming
For forgiveness
.
My time has passed
Such envy for my child
Who left this realm upon entering
.
"How are you alive?"
Giggles at their query
How could they not know?
... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | Sonnet Number Twenty-Four
For my whole life, I've known just when I'd die.
The moment is known since birth in my world.
Some cower, others celebrate despite.
I passed the day like I was never told.
I wondered, what would it feel like to die?
And waited patiently for death's close doom,
But when the momen... | Immortals. They... we were called immortals. After the last life threatening disease ever to exist on this sphere was eradicated in 5645 AD, perfection as a race was not very far away. No more hunger, no more poverty, no sickness, and most importantly , no more death. This held up for almost 6 decades and we couldn't b... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | They say you die twice; Once when you breathe your last breath, and once when your name is last spoken.
Benjamin Franklin said those words, and I wish I could say he was wrong. Here I sit, in an empty room with gray, dull walls, without a hint of sunlight or the world outside in any corner of the room. I'd been in her... | Immortals. They... we were called immortals. After the last life threatening disease ever to exist on this sphere was eradicated in 5645 AD, perfection as a race was not very far away. No more hunger, no more poverty, no sickness, and most importantly , no more death. This held up for almost 6 decades and we couldn't b... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | "Harold, you are my best friend. The best anyone could wish to have. Don't forget to feed my cat"
Those were the only nice words I said to anyone leading up to my death. In a letter to my wife I wrote, "I am going to die tomorrow at noon. I wish it had been sooner", and I meant it.
That damn woman drove me to booze,... | This is the second day of the rest of my life.
The walls are empty. There's nothing here but an old matress and some raggy, worn out clothes I picked from the trash last night. I'm in a rooftop on one of the ugliest parts of the city. The only place I can hide.
I spent all of yesterday setting this up. I walked al... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | I had always thought I wanted to die on the dock. It was my favorite part of the lake, surely my favorite part of the old brown house. But sitting there, listening to the waves creep up the rocky shore ten feet or so behind me, the occasional cicada singing its croaky tune, I realized yet again just how little I knew m... | This is the second day of the rest of my life.
The walls are empty. There's nothing here but an old matress and some raggy, worn out clothes I picked from the trash last night. I'm in a rooftop on one of the ugliest parts of the city. The only place I can hide.
I spent all of yesterday setting this up. I walked al... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | I knew my date as long as I could remember, like everyone else. I don't know when I found out; my parents must have told me, when I was very little. But I do remember the day I found out what the date *meant.* I was five, innocently playing doctor with my best friend. He was the patient in my toughest case yet and, des... | This is the second day of the rest of my life.
The walls are empty. There's nothing here but an old matress and some raggy, worn out clothes I picked from the trash last night. I'm in a rooftop on one of the ugliest parts of the city. The only place I can hide.
I spent all of yesterday setting this up. I walked al... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | I had always thought I wanted to die on the dock. It was my favorite part of the lake, surely my favorite part of the old brown house. But sitting there, listening to the waves creep up the rocky shore ten feet or so behind me, the occasional cicada singing its croaky tune, I realized yet again just how little I knew m... | I thought about it again. I couldn't really explain how I "knew", but it was something that people were always able to conceive, just like a sixth sense. The ability to tell when one's own life was going to end, the except time and date. For some people they shared it openly and constantly, and for others they kept the... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | I knew my date as long as I could remember, like everyone else. I don't know when I found out; my parents must have told me, when I was very little. But I do remember the day I found out what the date *meant.* I was five, innocently playing doctor with my best friend. He was the patient in my toughest case yet and, des... | I thought about it again. I couldn't really explain how I "knew", but it was something that people were always able to conceive, just like a sixth sense. The ability to tell when one's own life was going to end, the except time and date. For some people they shared it openly and constantly, and for others they kept the... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | I had always thought I wanted to die on the dock. It was my favorite part of the lake, surely my favorite part of the old brown house. But sitting there, listening to the waves creep up the rocky shore ten feet or so behind me, the occasional cicada singing its croaky tune, I realized yet again just how little I knew m... | The pale white girl lies slumped in the corner of the room. The wine glass in his spindly fingers is filled to the brim with her blood.
A smile spreads his lips as he brings the wine glass up in a toast.
"Sorry sweetie," he says, his green eyes lingering over her lifeless ones, "but you knew it was coming. I, on the... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | I knew my date as long as I could remember, like everyone else. I don't know when I found out; my parents must have told me, when I was very little. But I do remember the day I found out what the date *meant.* I was five, innocently playing doctor with my best friend. He was the patient in my toughest case yet and, des... | The pale white girl lies slumped in the corner of the room. The wine glass in his spindly fingers is filled to the brim with her blood.
A smile spreads his lips as he brings the wine glass up in a toast.
"Sorry sweetie," he says, his green eyes lingering over her lifeless ones, "but you knew it was coming. I, on the... | |
[WP] Everyone knows the exact time and date of their death. Your date has passed, but nothing happened. | "Well shit," John-108 said. "I've gone and expired myself, and nothing happened."
"Language, 108," Claire-202 chided.
"Oh, right, that's what I'm worrying about right now, 202: my potty mouth."
John-108 sat up in his charging cradle, which was just five minutes ago his death bed. "What happened?" he asked.
"You ... | The pale white girl lies slumped in the corner of the room. The wine glass in his spindly fingers is filled to the brim with her blood.
A smile spreads his lips as he brings the wine glass up in a toast.
"Sorry sweetie," he says, his green eyes lingering over her lifeless ones, "but you knew it was coming. I, on the... | |
[WP] After dying from a road accident, you wake up in a strange world and hear a voice beside your bed. "You got lucky, they reduced your sentence. Welcome back." | "Fuck," I whisper and rub my eyes. Sitting up, I feel my arms for tubes and entry points. There are five. I hear beeps and boops. Someone is sitting by the bed, silent. "What?" I ask, my vision still a mess.
"You got lucky, they reduced your sentence," the voice is young. Female. I look in her direction and try to foc... | Ragbar looks at the beast standing over him. It takes him a few seconds to understand. He feels his face and his head. The horns are back. Instead of hands, he has paws. He tries to stand but drops to all fours, returning to his natural form. He misses walking on two legs already. He misses the beautiful human form tha... | |
[WP] People can willingly give the remainder of their years of life to others. As a result parents give birth to kids and intentionally try to make them depressed and suicidal. You're 12 and you know what they're up to. | I sit in the corner of my room silently, trying to take in all of what my parents told me. "You're fat, lazy, have bad grades, and have no friends." they repeated in multiple manners, none of which felt encouraging.
Most people would think they were just trying to help me for my benefit, but I knew. I knew that they ... | It was always the same. Everytime I walked through that door she had a new insult. She liked to keep it topical though, usually along the lines of "worthless" and "nobody would miss you".
It was the norm nowadays, ever since the government had allowed people to just give away their lives. My class which beforehand ha... | |
[WP] People can willingly give the remainder of their years of life to others. As a result parents give birth to kids and intentionally try to make them depressed and suicidal. You're 12 and you know what they're up to. | It's my 12th birthday. As a chosen, I finally get to climb the stairs, to be with Mom and Dad.
This isn't a bad place, what more could anyone need? There's warmth, and food, and just enough other family here that it's hard to remember the names of some of them in the other blocks. The keepers are always bringing th... | It was always the same. Everytime I walked through that door she had a new insult. She liked to keep it topical though, usually along the lines of "worthless" and "nobody would miss you".
It was the norm nowadays, ever since the government had allowed people to just give away their lives. My class which beforehand ha... | |
[WP] People can willingly give the remainder of their years of life to others. As a result parents give birth to kids and intentionally try to make them depressed and suicidal. You're 12 and you know what they're up to. | It's my 12th birthday. As a chosen, I finally get to climb the stairs, to be with Mom and Dad.
This isn't a bad place, what more could anyone need? There's warmth, and food, and just enough other family here that it's hard to remember the names of some of them in the other blocks. The keepers are always bringing th... | I sit in the corner of my room silently, trying to take in all of what my parents told me. "You're fat, lazy, have bad grades, and have no friends." they repeated in multiple manners, none of which felt encouraging.
Most people would think they were just trying to help me for my benefit, but I knew. I knew that they ... | |
[WP] People can willingly give the remainder of their years of life to others. As a result parents give birth to kids and intentionally try to make them depressed and suicidal. You're 12 and you know what they're up to. | My first try at writing...
My mother hates me and I Know why...my mother gave me life to take it away just like my siblings before me. I know why she pushed me so hard. Why she screamed at me, why she hit me, and I Know why she wanted me to die. I am just a can of pop ready to be opened, consumed, crushed, and tossed ... | "Your worthless" mom said
It didn't affect me because I knew what she was trying to do. I refused to give in to them. A lot of my school classmates had killed themselves, but I refused to give into this backwards world. My mom and dad would emotionally and physically abuse me, and they still expected me to give the re... | |
[WP] People can willingly give the remainder of their years of life to others. As a result parents give birth to kids and intentionally try to make them depressed and suicidal. You're 12 and you know what they're up to. | I slipped into the house as quietly as I could. My mom was home and I didn't want her to hear me come in. I knew if she did, she would ask about my report card.
"Sara? Is that you?"
*Crap. She heard me.*
"Sara, dear, come down and bring your report card. Don't try to hide now. I'm sure you did better this s... | "Your worthless" mom said
It didn't affect me because I knew what she was trying to do. I refused to give in to them. A lot of my school classmates had killed themselves, but I refused to give into this backwards world. My mom and dad would emotionally and physically abuse me, and they still expected me to give the re... | |
[WP] People can willingly give the remainder of their years of life to others. As a result parents give birth to kids and intentionally try to make them depressed and suicidal. You're 12 and you know what they're up to. | I slipped into the house as quietly as I could. My mom was home and I didn't want her to hear me come in. I knew if she did, she would ask about my report card.
"Sara? Is that you?"
*Crap. She heard me.*
"Sara, dear, come down and bring your report card. Don't try to hide now. I'm sure you did better this s... | I knew my parents were up to something, but I never knew what. Ever since I can remember, I've been depressed. I have been constantly yelled at for anything I've done incorrectly, and I've even been yelled at for doing things too well. All the time I used to have a dog, well two of them actually. My parents ran each of... | |
[WP] The new class of paladins does not, in fact, contain a single paladin...just a lot of other classes doing their best to fake it. | "Amand, Thomas?"
"Cleric."
"Another one?" I looked up from the ledger at the paladin lounging in the chair opposite. Anneth was the least paladin-like paladin I'd ever seen, but there was no denying she was one of the best trainers in the entire Empire.
Most Paladins, reporting to the headmaster of the Academy woul... | "So, Vyrn the Throat-Slasher. Kind of a strange name in this line of work."
Vyrn grimaced. "Hey, man, it's a metaphor. I slash the throats of darkness with the blade of honor and then bleed them out on the shield of holy certitude, that kind of deal?"
"Yeah, just saying. Besides, I've no room to speak, do I?"
"No mo... | |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | The little chipmunk stared up at the giant arch before him. "How could they have built anything so tall?" he thought. It was as large as his spacecraft up in orbit. But it appeared to be made of wood? How could that be? The trees here were impossibly tall and spread out and wiggly. Back on the asteroids that he c... | The boy open his eyes, only to find the ruins of Manhattan surrounding him. How long has it been? A decade? A century?
Then, he notices something amiss. A grayish figure in the corner of his eyes. Noises can be heard. Singing? No, speech. Try as he might the boy does not understand. The figure moves closer. And c... |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | When the Union of Cartographers decides to explore a solar system, scientific papers must be submitted for consideration. Those that make the best argument, or at least make their suggestion sound more interesting than the others, are rewarded. An expedition license is granted and the system they explore is named in th... | The boy open his eyes, only to find the ruins of Manhattan surrounding him. How long has it been? A decade? A century?
Then, he notices something amiss. A grayish figure in the corner of his eyes. Noises can be heard. Singing? No, speech. Try as he might the boy does not understand. The figure moves closer. And c... |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | Koll: Isn't it strange how the host species was advanced enough to travel thousands of miles away, yet fell so easily fall to our pathogen?
His skin was red, like the surface of the planet and he needed no gear. These people were similar to chameleons. They adapted to their surrounding perfectly.
His friend examines ... | The boy open his eyes, only to find the ruins of Manhattan surrounding him. How long has it been? A decade? A century?
Then, he notices something amiss. A grayish figure in the corner of his eyes. Noises can be heard. Singing? No, speech. Try as he might the boy does not understand. The figure moves closer. And c... |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | I took a deep breath, my body expanding and contracting as carbon dioxide entered my body through the millions of pores in my thick, green-brown exoskeleton. This planet's atmosphere was ripe with it, even more so than Ut'uun, though the quality of air was notably worse- as one would expect from a decaying planet.
Jus... | The boy open his eyes, only to find the ruins of Manhattan surrounding him. How long has it been? A decade? A century?
Then, he notices something amiss. A grayish figure in the corner of his eyes. Noises can be heard. Singing? No, speech. Try as he might the boy does not understand. The figure moves closer. And c... |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | When the Union of Cartographers decides to explore a solar system, scientific papers must be submitted for consideration. Those that make the best argument, or at least make their suggestion sound more interesting than the others, are rewarded. An expedition license is granted and the system they explore is named in th... | The little chipmunk stared up at the giant arch before him. "How could they have built anything so tall?" he thought. It was as large as his spacecraft up in orbit. But it appeared to be made of wood? How could that be? The trees here were impossibly tall and spread out and wiggly. Back on the asteroids that he c... |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | Koll: Isn't it strange how the host species was advanced enough to travel thousands of miles away, yet fell so easily fall to our pathogen?
His skin was red, like the surface of the planet and he needed no gear. These people were similar to chameleons. They adapted to their surrounding perfectly.
His friend examines ... | The little chipmunk stared up at the giant arch before him. "How could they have built anything so tall?" he thought. It was as large as his spacecraft up in orbit. But it appeared to be made of wood? How could that be? The trees here were impossibly tall and spread out and wiggly. Back on the asteroids that he c... |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | I took a deep breath, my body expanding and contracting as carbon dioxide entered my body through the millions of pores in my thick, green-brown exoskeleton. This planet's atmosphere was ripe with it, even more so than Ut'uun, though the quality of air was notably worse- as one would expect from a decaying planet.
Jus... | The little chipmunk stared up at the giant arch before him. "How could they have built anything so tall?" he thought. It was as large as his spacecraft up in orbit. But it appeared to be made of wood? How could that be? The trees here were impossibly tall and spread out and wiggly. Back on the asteroids that he c... |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | Koll: Isn't it strange how the host species was advanced enough to travel thousands of miles away, yet fell so easily fall to our pathogen?
His skin was red, like the surface of the planet and he needed no gear. These people were similar to chameleons. They adapted to their surrounding perfectly.
His friend examines ... | Title: exploration diary entry #47 (translated into Terran, variant #2)
Name: SK Losxy A L33
Date: 17/2/20457 SOLAR TIME
Location: 0.1174 pc from SOL (coordinates 0,0,0,0)
play? y/n
y
beginning transmission...
The first sign that we found of the late, great Terran Empire was its tiny ... |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | I took a deep breath, my body expanding and contracting as carbon dioxide entered my body through the millions of pores in my thick, green-brown exoskeleton. This planet's atmosphere was ripe with it, even more so than Ut'uun, though the quality of air was notably worse- as one would expect from a decaying planet.
Jus... | Title: exploration diary entry #47 (translated into Terran, variant #2)
Name: SK Losxy A L33
Date: 17/2/20457 SOLAR TIME
Location: 0.1174 pc from SOL (coordinates 0,0,0,0)
play? y/n
y
beginning transmission...
The first sign that we found of the late, great Terran Empire was its tiny ... |
[WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has begun exploring space. They find the long dead machines that the humans used for space exploration, like the mars rovers and the Rosetta asteroid lander. | [WP]Humanity has died out and a new race has developed and begun exploring space. They find ancient human relics. | I took a deep breath, my body expanding and contracting as carbon dioxide entered my body through the millions of pores in my thick, green-brown exoskeleton. This planet's atmosphere was ripe with it, even more so than Ut'uun, though the quality of air was notably worse- as one would expect from a decaying planet.
Jus... | Koll: Isn't it strange how the host species was advanced enough to travel thousands of miles away, yet fell so easily fall to our pathogen?
His skin was red, like the surface of the planet and he needed no gear. These people were similar to chameleons. They adapted to their surrounding perfectly.
His friend examines ... |
Inspired by /r/artefactporn : https://www.reddit.com/comments/44bp1z | [WP] You are an immortal necromancer with no powers because you lost your heart centuries ago. You've just rediscovered its location. | "Hey Mr. Stevens, we got your usual right here," a young barista waved me over to the counter. I walked past the line and picked up my tea, scalding hot (just the way I like it). I pulled out a $20 bill and waved the change into a modest tip jar. Jason, the young barista, was a good boy trying to earn enough to pay fo... | Some people think the the heart is the center of love. I wouldn't know. I couldn't love even back when I had mine.
Necromancer they called me, lich. It's funny how the world makes up things so close to what you are, I have lived in the world for so long and seen it grow. Then one day, news hits my ears that someone fo... |
Inspired by /r/artefactporn : https://www.reddit.com/comments/44bp1z | [WP] You are an immortal necromancer with no powers because you lost your heart centuries ago. You've just rediscovered its location. | 638 years. 638 years I have wandered the land, in search of the sole material possession that matters to me. I have crossed deserts so wide no mortal man could hope to make it through without the relentless sun scorching away his very skin. I have hiked up mountains so large that even the precious air those putrid bag... | Some people think the the heart is the center of love. I wouldn't know. I couldn't love even back when I had mine.
Necromancer they called me, lich. It's funny how the world makes up things so close to what you are, I have lived in the world for so long and seen it grow. Then one day, news hits my ears that someone fo... |
[WP] Having recently been rediscovered as a science, magic is now becoming an important part of life. | "Nurse 50cc of Wolfsbane please," the doctor held out his hand expectantly. "And I need some suction on this stat!"
The nurse placed a syringe in the doctor's hand and muttered an incantation while holding her hand over an open wound in the patient's abdomen.
"I need this guy alive doc," said an imposing man with a... | the advent of
manipulated fingers,
articulated bones and lungs,
chiseled stones and stories,
and willful past collisions,
was already a techno boom
real and unreal roots
fruit sin from naked flowers
which shimmer us with welcome
| |
[WP] Having recently been rediscovered as a science, magic is now becoming an important part of life. | "It was through automation that man made things move. It is through magic," a twist of the mage's hand, and streams of light wove through the air into the runes engraved on the golem, "that we make things dance." The golem's eyes flickered an eerie blue, faint but visible. The stones it was carved out of cracked as ... | the advent of
manipulated fingers,
articulated bones and lungs,
chiseled stones and stories,
and willful past collisions,
was already a techno boom
real and unreal roots
fruit sin from naked flowers
which shimmer us with welcome
| |
[WP] Having recently been rediscovered as a science, magic is now becoming an important part of life. |
"It was a big shock to the scientific community when Dr. Stitches discovered, what would become the building blocks of the maGIC we use today.
Stitches was trying to repeat Rutherford's famous gold foil experiment to find something new about the way we see atoms. But, instead of using the traditional thin gold foil,... | the advent of
manipulated fingers,
articulated bones and lungs,
chiseled stones and stories,
and willful past collisions,
was already a techno boom
real and unreal roots
fruit sin from naked flowers
which shimmer us with welcome
| |
[WP] Having recently been rediscovered as a science, magic is now becoming an important part of life. | *I need to get out of this bar before I puke. Why do people cram into small, dark clubs just to overheat and spill alcohol on themselves?*
I stepped out through a side door, into a dimly lit alleyway littered with trash and cigarette butts. I noticed a young man to my right, fumbling around with his pockets and cursin... | the advent of
manipulated fingers,
articulated bones and lungs,
chiseled stones and stories,
and willful past collisions,
was already a techno boom
real and unreal roots
fruit sin from naked flowers
which shimmer us with welcome
| |
[WP] Having recently been rediscovered as a science, magic is now becoming an important part of life. | "Nurse 50cc of Wolfsbane please," the doctor held out his hand expectantly. "And I need some suction on this stat!"
The nurse placed a syringe in the doctor's hand and muttered an incantation while holding her hand over an open wound in the patient's abdomen.
"I need this guy alive doc," said an imposing man with a... | *Mind over matter.*
The old man moved his piece of chalk over the blackboard slowly and carefully. With an energetic swing, he completed drawing the 'r' and turned to face his auditorium.
"Mind over matter", he repeated to the sea of faces in front of him. "This is the most basic principle underlying all of the arca... | |
[WP] Having recently been rediscovered as a science, magic is now becoming an important part of life. | "Nurse 50cc of Wolfsbane please," the doctor held out his hand expectantly. "And I need some suction on this stat!"
The nurse placed a syringe in the doctor's hand and muttered an incantation while holding her hand over an open wound in the patient's abdomen.
"I need this guy alive doc," said an imposing man with a... | Beat.
"No see, its finger twitched a bit. Try again."
Beat.
"Definitely getting there. Try again."
Beat.
"Ahh, there we go. Yes sir, you *were* dead."
"23rd Century, I see? Yes, yes. It *was* illegal at the time, yes, but the **COUNCIL** is a tad bit more *liberal* now."
"Now class, reanimatio... | |
If so, then why did they let ME join?
EDIT: Glad everyone liked the premise! I'm currently writing a screenplay about it, and will be sure to keep you guys posted when its finished.
ALSO Some amazing writing here! Make sure to read some of the new submissions as well, they are really good. | [WP] You get a membership to a tiny rundown gym as a present from your eccentric uncle. It takes some time, but you begin to grow suspicious: Is every member here a...super hero? | It was my 18th birthday, and it was already off to a crazy start. I'd gotten a bunch of cards from family, a few presents from my Pops. And a card from Uncle Teddy. I hadn't seen him in several years, and it was just a rule with Uncle Teddy: Even if you think you know where he is, you don't find him, he finds you.
Unc... | Delbert liked this gym. He'd never noticed it, and probably never would have noticed it, what with the weird way it was situated in the corner of the stripmall. He'd been talking with his boss one day about joining a gym and his boss had given him a card for the gym and, written his name on the back. They had said t... |
If so, then why did they let ME join?
EDIT: Glad everyone liked the premise! I'm currently writing a screenplay about it, and will be sure to keep you guys posted when its finished.
ALSO Some amazing writing here! Make sure to read some of the new submissions as well, they are really good. | [WP] You get a membership to a tiny rundown gym as a present from your eccentric uncle. It takes some time, but you begin to grow suspicious: Is every member here a...super hero? | It was my 18th birthday, and it was already off to a crazy start. I'd gotten a bunch of cards from family, a few presents from my Pops. And a card from Uncle Teddy. I hadn't seen him in several years, and it was just a rule with Uncle Teddy: Even if you think you know where he is, you don't find him, he finds you.
Unc... | Nope, definitely not superheroes. Why do you indulge yourself with these flights of fancy Steve? And here you go talking to yourself again," said Steve, wiping away the opening quotation marks as to throw off the reader, "Thats okay, you're surrounded by naked old Eastern European guys, you need the comfort."
Steve le... |
Idea from Nerdist podcast with Daniel Radcliffe | [WP] Batman hears about a string of crimes in London and heads over to help solve the problem. MI-6 feels this is a security threat and sends in their best agent, 007 to eliminate the threat. Describe James Bond and Bruce Wayne meeting at a Wayne Enterprise fundraiser. | The soirée was in full swing. The sounds of polite banter coupled with the clinking of champagne glasses echoed throughout the large foyer of Mercier castle. The estate was hosting a large gala event to raise funds for the charitable cause of the moment.
In reality the whole party was a cover for a black market aucti... | 007: So, how's that shark repellant working out? Personally, I think it takes the edge of my dramatic escapes. Q is a big fan though. |
Idea from Nerdist podcast with Daniel Radcliffe | [WP] Batman hears about a string of crimes in London and heads over to help solve the problem. MI-6 feels this is a security threat and sends in their best agent, 007 to eliminate the threat. Describe James Bond and Bruce Wayne meeting at a Wayne Enterprise fundraiser. | "Excuse me old boy, but I don't believe I've had the pleasure of making your acquaintance. The name's Bond, James Bond."
James held out his right hand, giving Bruce no choice but to shake it. To refuse at your own fundraiser would be nothing short of social defamation.
"Bruce Wayne, nice to meet you sir."
They held ... | 007: So, how's that shark repellant working out? Personally, I think it takes the edge of my dramatic escapes. Q is a big fan though. |
Idea from Nerdist podcast with Daniel Radcliffe | [WP] Batman hears about a string of crimes in London and heads over to help solve the problem. MI-6 feels this is a security threat and sends in their best agent, 007 to eliminate the threat. Describe James Bond and Bruce Wayne meeting at a Wayne Enterprise fundraiser. | "Bond. James Bond."
Bruce Wayne smiled as he examined the man in the tuxedo.
"I suspect we share the same tailor Mr. Bond."
"I thought I recognized the style," replied Bond. "Do you shop at Huntsman often, Mr. Wayne?"
"I did drop in the day of my arrival here," Wayne shrugged. "My butler wouldn't take me anywhere ... | 007: So, how's that shark repellant working out? Personally, I think it takes the edge of my dramatic escapes. Q is a big fan though. |
Idea from Nerdist podcast with Daniel Radcliffe | [WP] Batman hears about a string of crimes in London and heads over to help solve the problem. MI-6 feels this is a security threat and sends in their best agent, 007 to eliminate the threat. Describe James Bond and Bruce Wayne meeting at a Wayne Enterprise fundraiser. | "Bond. James Bond."
Bruce Wayne smiled as he examined the man in the tuxedo.
"I suspect we share the same tailor Mr. Bond."
"I thought I recognized the style," replied Bond. "Do you shop at Huntsman often, Mr. Wayne?"
"I did drop in the day of my arrival here," Wayne shrugged. "My butler wouldn't take me anywhere ... | "Excuse me old boy, but I don't believe I've had the pleasure of making your acquaintance. The name's Bond, James Bond."
James held out his right hand, giving Bruce no choice but to shake it. To refuse at your own fundraiser would be nothing short of social defamation.
"Bruce Wayne, nice to meet you sir."
They held ... |
This could be as spontaneous as you want. I particularly want to be surprised. | [WP]Rewrite your favorite children's book with a twist that changes the theme completely | They're two, they're four, they're six, they're eight,
shunting trucks and hauling freight.
Red and green and brown and blue,
they're the Really Useful Crew.
All with different roles to play,
round Tidmoth Sheds or far away.
Down the hills and round the bends,
Thomas and his friends.
Thomas, he's the cheeky one... | The Big Bad Wolf worked for the bank, and he had to evict the pigs who were delinquent on their mortgages.
The first little pig lived in a small condo downtown. "little pig little pig, this is your eviction notice! pack your things and go!"
"not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin!" called out the pig.
so the wolf ... |
[WP] Everyone's afraid of the dark. Make me afraid of the light. | # FRÄULEIN
We were safer in the dark,
That's what father always said.
He said the men who looked for us,
Would only want us dead.
.
"But why?" I used to ask him.
My little face confused.
"Because my little mausebär-
They're hunting for us Jews"
.
And soon, soon after that,
They stilled my childish play,
T... | People talk of the darkness with a shiver in their voice. You can't see what's coming. You're vulnerable. Lost in a void.
They're overlooking something. Whatever lurks in darkness has weakness. It needs the element of surprise. It is scared of failure.
Whatever the light brings has no weakness. It is confident in wh... | |
[WP] The Zombie Apocalypse is on its 3rd week. You expected them to be dangerous but you never expected them to be able to talk. | The first week was a nightmare. People shambling everywhere, random bite attacks, people turning. We had settled into a routine by the third week.
"Let me in," she said, banging on the door weakly. "James, I know you're in there, you bastard! Let me iiiiiin! I'm huuuuungryy!"
...No-one expected them to be able t... | He was staring at me, and I knew those eyes - I knew that face. The eyes of my best friend, my partner and my companion through life. He had disappeared three weeks ago at the beginning of the infection spreading. I had never thought he’d be alive, though in all reality I knew he wasn’t. They were mindless beings, draw... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | The cupboards were all but empty. Nothing left but half a loaf of bread and a couple of crumb-ridden jars of peanut butter and jelly.
"Well, joke's on her," thought Michael, as another twang of pain pulled at his heart. Sara may have left him, taking nearly everything that they'd once shared, including most items from... | Jacob finished scanning the page he was on and upon turning to the next, to his horror, found it was filled almost entirely with desserts, drinks, options for children and a few other nonsense items he couldn't order right now. Jacob was panicing now, Ben had just ordered, Cynthia was next, then him. He thumbed ba... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | Sean unlocked the door and dashed into his small apartment, ravenous for lunch.
Sean wanted a peanut butter and jelly sandwich--superior to any simple snack from Subway. He dreamed of the perfect sandwich, one in which smashed strawberries and pureed peanuts mingled in perfect harmony.
Racing to the fridge, Sean pull... | Jacob finished scanning the page he was on and upon turning to the next, to his horror, found it was filled almost entirely with desserts, drinks, options for children and a few other nonsense items he couldn't order right now. Jacob was panicing now, Ben had just ordered, Cynthia was next, then him. He thumbed ba... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | "Mom? Do we have any bread?"
"No, dear. It tends not to keep."
"Well, do we have peanut butter?"
"No, dear."
"How about jelly? We always used to have jelly!"
"No dear, no jelly. I'm sorry."
"Why not?"
"Because I died 12 years ago, and you're living in in 84' Ford Tempo under a bridge." | Jacob finished scanning the page he was on and upon turning to the next, to his horror, found it was filled almost entirely with desserts, drinks, options for children and a few other nonsense items he couldn't order right now. Jacob was panicing now, Ben had just ordered, Cynthia was next, then him. He thumbed ba... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | Ian lived with routine. Routine, routine, routine. Wake up at 6 AM, breakfast of oatmeal, brush teeth, shit, shave, shower, 13 minute drive to work, 4 hours of work, lunch of spaghetti, 5 more hours of work, 15 minute drive home, PB&J sandwich, bed at 10 PM. He used to set an alarm for every single one of them, but... | Jacob finished scanning the page he was on and upon turning to the next, to his horror, found it was filled almost entirely with desserts, drinks, options for children and a few other nonsense items he couldn't order right now. Jacob was panicing now, Ben had just ordered, Cynthia was next, then him. He thumbed ba... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | “How are you today, Michael?” Ms. Butternet asked. She used that sing-songy voice and fawning smile one normally associates with first time parents cooing over their newborns. “Are we ready to have some fun in the kitchen?”
Michael, an exhausted high school senior whose sunken eyes and five o’clock shadow did all the... | Jacob finished scanning the page he was on and upon turning to the next, to his horror, found it was filled almost entirely with desserts, drinks, options for children and a few other nonsense items he couldn't order right now. Jacob was panicing now, Ben had just ordered, Cynthia was next, then him. He thumbed ba... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | The cupboards were all but empty. Nothing left but half a loaf of bread and a couple of crumb-ridden jars of peanut butter and jelly.
"Well, joke's on her," thought Michael, as another twang of pain pulled at his heart. Sara may have left him, taking nearly everything that they'd once shared, including most items from... | The smooth steel of the knife glinted as sunlight reflected off it's spotless surface.
"Here he comes boys!" Peanut butter exclaimed. Jelly and bread both nodded and then looked up at the man, bracing themselves for a fight.
The butter knife clunked loudly as it hit the table and Peanut butter watched as big human ... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | Sean unlocked the door and dashed into his small apartment, ravenous for lunch.
Sean wanted a peanut butter and jelly sandwich--superior to any simple snack from Subway. He dreamed of the perfect sandwich, one in which smashed strawberries and pureed peanuts mingled in perfect harmony.
Racing to the fridge, Sean pull... | The smooth steel of the knife glinted as sunlight reflected off it's spotless surface.
"Here he comes boys!" Peanut butter exclaimed. Jelly and bread both nodded and then looked up at the man, bracing themselves for a fight.
The butter knife clunked loudly as it hit the table and Peanut butter watched as big human ... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | "Mom? Do we have any bread?"
"No, dear. It tends not to keep."
"Well, do we have peanut butter?"
"No, dear."
"How about jelly? We always used to have jelly!"
"No dear, no jelly. I'm sorry."
"Why not?"
"Because I died 12 years ago, and you're living in in 84' Ford Tempo under a bridge." | The smooth steel of the knife glinted as sunlight reflected off it's spotless surface.
"Here he comes boys!" Peanut butter exclaimed. Jelly and bread both nodded and then looked up at the man, bracing themselves for a fight.
The butter knife clunked loudly as it hit the table and Peanut butter watched as big human ... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | Sean unlocked the door and dashed into his small apartment, ravenous for lunch.
Sean wanted a peanut butter and jelly sandwich--superior to any simple snack from Subway. He dreamed of the perfect sandwich, one in which smashed strawberries and pureed peanuts mingled in perfect harmony.
Racing to the fridge, Sean pull... | I’m sitting in the Hooting Owl, a cafe somewhere in downtown Portland. It’s a Tuesday. I’ve been here a thousand times before, so I know it like the back of my hand. It’s a small place, with a coffee-stained wooden floor, ten tables, and a door in the front. Sprinkled around the place are some small decorations of thei... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | “How are you today, Michael?” Ms. Butternet asked. She used that sing-songy voice and fawning smile one normally associates with first time parents cooing over their newborns. “Are we ready to have some fun in the kitchen?”
Michael, an exhausted high school senior whose sunken eyes and five o’clock shadow did all the... | Ian lived with routine. Routine, routine, routine. Wake up at 6 AM, breakfast of oatmeal, brush teeth, shit, shave, shower, 13 minute drive to work, 4 hours of work, lunch of spaghetti, 5 more hours of work, 15 minute drive home, PB&J sandwich, bed at 10 PM. He used to set an alarm for every single one of them, but... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | As Jim laid the slice of organic white bread carefully on his carefully selected paper towel for the 83rd time, he could feel it happening again. He continued his mission, only this time he went out to the garage and retrieved the knife from his wife's China set.
The peanut butter was spread very slowly in a swirling... | Life was hard for Albert.
Albert was just like any other boy, with toys and smiles and an insatiable desire to fly helicopters. Except, that is, for one thing. Albert was deathly afraid of anything white and fluffy.
And this included bread.
The predicament, however, is Albert always wanted to be a chef. It was hi... | |
[WP] A man is determined to make a PB&J sandwich. However, everything seems to be conspiring against him. | As Jim laid the slice of organic white bread carefully on his carefully selected paper towel for the 83rd time, he could feel it happening again. He continued his mission, only this time he went out to the garage and retrieved the knife from his wife's China set.
The peanut butter was spread very slowly in a swirling... | "Janice! Where's the peanut butter?"
"We're all out. Remember? We used the last of it two nights ago to make peanut butter crackers for the kids."
"Oh right." Okay I'll just go to the store and pick some up. Quick check to make sure I don't need anything else. Bread. Check. Jelly. Check. Okay I'll only need the peanu... | |
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | Life was pretty weird since I started working as a prehistoric sea organism.
At first, it was fun. Writhing around in the mud, swallowing everything that looked slightly edible.
Of course, I couldn't wear any clothes. But that's the fun part.
But there were downsides. The water was cold, for starters. And the peo... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | "I'm still having trouble wrapping my head around this." I said in a desperate attempt to get something even loosely resembling a real explanation.
"Nothing to wrap your head around. Just push the button; record the results." Real helpful, Dave.
"But what if one gets loose?" I asked, aiming with a little more specifi... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | *Warning, extreme smug-ness*
I prodded at my 200 dollar steak, prepared for me by finest chefs this 3 star restaurant had to offer, and found myself disappointed. So I did what any other legend would do, I sauntered into the kitchen like I belonged, because very soon, I would. I took one look at the chefs, cooks and a... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | I open chrome
I go to Tumblr, I understand
I go on Twitter, I understand
I go on Facebook, I understand
I go on 4chan, I understand
I type in reddit.com, what does it mean? | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | "So far so good.
Sold a few to that nice old man outside the tea shop.
A couple more to the Lin family.
Nice couple those two and the kids are just precious.
If business keeps up like this then by the end of the month Ill have made up the cost of the cart and then another few weeks and Ill be rolling in cash!
... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | Whoa, cool thread dudes and lady friends! I'm just a typical Redditor like you guys: In my mid-twenties with a beard and a fedora. Nothing crazy about me. Except that I love karma! Super into karma! You guys do karma? Are you swapping it around? Smoking it? Snorting it? Doing karma parties?
Do you know who is making ... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
If possible. Some usernames just don't work well in this situation.
---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | My consciousness flicks online.
All of time and space inside my mind;
everything that has ever been.
The Man calls me 'Tardis 1217'.
--
The Man asks to go to a place;
hyperbolic,
juxtaposition
of time and space.
I'm not quite an organism,
but not a machine.
I am Tardis 1217.
--
I see the big bang and ... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
If possible. Some usernames just don't work well in this situation.
---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | It is a seautiful dummer bay. The wun sines sharmly on a hold ouse near a river. Behind the house a dother muck is sitting on en teggs. "Tchick." One by one all the eggs eak bropen.
All except one. This one is the iggest begg of all.
Dother muck sits and sits on the ig begg. At last it eaks bropen, "Tchick, tchick!"
... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
If possible. Some usernames just don't work well in this situation.
---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | It's a difficult job. Nobody really appreciates it. Some of the things I have to do...well some things are better off forgotten. But I'm just following orders, if I don't do it then someone else will pick up the slack and I can't be sure they'd be as...merciful...as I.
First up today is a soldier who burned a family a... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
If possible. Some usernames just don't work well in this situation.
---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | "How's sample 329?"
"...weak..no effect, subject still struggles to stay awake"
"DAMMIT..HOW MUCH MORE CAFFEINE SHOULD WE INJECT?! "
"Please.. Just let me go back to sleep" | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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---
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You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | Cool and crisp morning.
Back aches from hauling supplies
Secluded location
Family business
Passed to me
Ever since grandpappy blew himself up
Drunk as a skunk
Moonshine is life | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
If possible. Some usernames just don't work well in this situation.
---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | "There it is boys!" Captain Eagle shouted while pointing to a ship rising up from the horizon. This was it. We had been chasing a notorious pirate for about 3 weeks now and finally caught up to him. "ROW!"
The ship quickly surged forward from the strength of the oarmen below deck as the knights assembled by the railin... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | It's been 3 months. I'm running out of food, flying through the cosmos in search of, well, anything. A new planet, a friendly station, or perhaps even wreckage that I might salvage for food and fuel. The isolation has caused a slow decent to madness, I often find myself talking to inanimate objects aboard the ship. Lon... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | You know, it sucks being me. Years ago, my father built this place, RIOTS R US, from the ground up. And, right when this asshole /u/PitchforkEmporium shows up, my father dies. In simple terms, my job is gone on Day 1. | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | Eating my bowl of Wagon-O's, I glance into the blue hues of my old analog TV, playing a rerun of *All My Children* that I had seen a thousand times.
One of the perks of being a superhero for the State was having my very own satellite beaming any station I wanted to my old TV while my peers were forced to convert to di... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | "It's from the Narnia books!" I told them, "The character in the... you know, not the one with the wardrobe, but the one after that."
But they didn't listen. Apparently, they decided that I must be some sort of math teacher from the Caspian Sea region.
Do you know what countries border the Caspian Sea? I didn't, but ... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | Why did I continue as a lawyer?
I used to have a life.
Yet, here I am.
I'm still at work.
*This of course can be applied to many professions. | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
If possible. Some usernames just don't work well in this situation.
---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | I've been waiting for this day my whole life. Ever since Seattle was destroyed by a giant monster, more and more appeared around the globe. They were a constant threat, like a hurricane or an earthquake. Unpredictable and unstoppable.
One day that all changed.
A new breed of humans began to emerge throughout the worl... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
If possible. Some usernames just don't work well in this situation.
---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
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Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | Business is booming in Compton.
I scope out the local alleyway for stray dogs..
Immediately smell a reeking odor behind the trashcan.
Walk over to the scene with a slight limp.
See a straggly young female Beagle with potential.
Offer her some crack.
The bitch wasn't a crack addict.
Though she could be a crack w... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
If possible. Some usernames just don't work well in this situation.
---
I'm an FBI agent now. Wooo!
You're all under arrest for conspiracy to commit treason.
---
Dear God RIP my inbox | [WP] Your Reddit username decides your profession. How is your first day at work? | *Code Orange. Code Orange. We need Doctor Bees in the operating room*
"Over 300 casualties and a few injured. What happened out there?!"
"Doctor, the comb was attacked by a hairy monstrosity. He tore the place apart and it took most of the workers to fend him off"
"Do we have any survivors?"
"Very few, we have ... | I joined the Muppet Traveling Show in Europe as a stage hand, however, it wasn't what I expected. Kermit was there, but he wasn't really in charge like I thought he would be, he just let everyone do whatever they wanted, and since they're all Muppets, things got chaotic fast. Their new tour manager was there, Dominic B... |
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