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[WP] You time travel 1000 years into the future to discover there is only one country. Canada. | Chris couldn't believe his eyes. *It worked,* he thought. His initial anxiety slowly turned into cautious optimism as he stepped out of his makeshift time-machine. They all told him it couldn't be done. They told him even if time travel were possible, his stupid machine crafted from a Real Doll with a toaster in it... |
“So this is it Jason, you’re likely our last hope. You have only four hours to find out how our country resolved the three major crisis before you will be brought back to us and we put the resolutions into immediate effect”.
“Yes sir, Mr. President. I’ll do our country proud”.
“I’m sure you will son. I’m sure you wi... | |
[WP] You time travel 1000 years into the future to discover there is only one country. Canada. | Chris couldn't believe his eyes. *It worked,* he thought. His initial anxiety slowly turned into cautious optimism as he stepped out of his makeshift time-machine. They all told him it couldn't be done. They told him even if time travel were possible, his stupid machine crafted from a Real Doll with a toaster in it... | I stepped out of my machine. The glories of what I was about to see raced through my imagination. Skyscrapers that reached into space, cars that could travel between the planets, devices that allowed humanity to communicate telepathically.
There was none of that.
There was just trees. Trees and trees and trees and mo... | |
[WP] Write a scene from any Star Wars movie from the point of view of a random soldier. | We were riding low on these gunships and I still didn't know what this little green guy next to me was so important because he talked so funny. And he had a cane, why were we taking order from a little green guy with a cane. The planet we were on looked like a war had already been fought here. It was a wasteland and sm... | I tell you man, the entire planet literally blew up! I was in orbit on one of the Com. Ship custodian vessels and saw it with my own eyes. Like, everybody in the corps has heard of the records of the old death stars, you would have thought that the designers would have thought of not creating a massive weak point, you ... | |
[WP] Write a scene from any Star Wars movie from the point of view of a random soldier. | So I'm standing around following orders when some shit starts to happen. My squadron has been stationed on some podunk no-system planet for the last three days looking for some rebel scum.
There's nothing here and nothing to do. It's not that big of a world and the only thing here of any significance is the one spacep... | I tell you man, the entire planet literally blew up! I was in orbit on one of the Com. Ship custodian vessels and saw it with my own eyes. Like, everybody in the corps has heard of the records of the old death stars, you would have thought that the designers would have thought of not creating a massive weak point, you ... | |
[WP] One day there is a knock at the door, opening you find yourself face to face with your exact double. They tell you that because you haven't managed to achieve it, they are here to replace you and get things back on track. | "What is this?" Ralph asked, gazing upon his clone.
"I have very little time to explain. I thought you would have-rather-will solve it by now."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean!?"
"The timeline. It has been, well, in your case, will be altered. I am not your clone. I'm you. From the future, that is. And I nee... | My first jab was quick and well placed but so was his, our fists met and we both recoiled. "I too always aim for the throat." His voice was annoying, i hated the way i sounded.
He pushed in with a kick and crashed over the key dish next to the door. My cats ran from the noise and i took several steps back to reclaim m... | |
[WP] One day there is a knock at the door, opening you find yourself face to face with your exact double. They tell you that because you haven't managed to achieve it, they are here to replace you and get things back on track. | "Wait, what? I'm being replaced? What the hell happens to me then?"
My double rolled his eyes. "Whatever the hell you want," he said, pushing me aside as he walked in.
It all started to sink in. "You mean I can just sit around and play video games all day?" I asked, starting to feel very excited. "This is like a dre... | "Yeah, I can see why. Do you need me to go over anything with you?"
"Unfortunately, I'm already filled with all your memories. We just need to complete this transfer paperwork and submit it to the boss"
We sit down at my coffee table and begin to go through the papers. "Sign here" and "initial here" and providing cop... | |
[WP]There is a very tiny elephant in every room that always becomes upset when people say they are going to address it, but never do. | "Don't hold your breath on it."
Those were the last words spoken to me by my uncle Lu before he passed on.
Optimism is a rare trait in our kind, and if I'm completely honest, I'm pretty sure mine annoyed the hell out of my family. They never realized, though, that my optimism was warranted. How else would I have sta... | I usually hide in the worn, 30 year old clarinet case in the closet. The velveteen fabric is coming off at the ends and it makes for a nice blanket. The case also makes for nice noise insulation when I need it, but band class was rowdy today and I must not have closed the case all the way. Sometimes the latches get stu... | |
[WP] You are the tooth fairy. Right as you are reaching underneath the child's pillow, a parent walks in holding $5. | Sometimes it gets messy. It can be a messy job, but someone has to do it. I’m the guy who makes the mess, not the one who cleans it up.
It’s the same old story. I hit up houses every night. It’s my job. Do I love it? No. Do I have to do it? Yes. Why? They have my wife. It’s been too long. I have to see her again, tou... | After a long night of collecting teeth, the tooth fairy arrives at the final house before a well-deserved rest. As she opens the window and flutters in weightlessly just like countless times before. She gave the family dog a quick pat on the head and went to the child's room to grab the tooth. The door lets out a... | |
[WP] A lonely old man, no family, never any visitors, dumps all of his affection into the tree growing in his backyard. And now that tree, tall and strong, doesn't understand why it's friend is only getting weaker. | A soft breeze blew cool, dry air through the large oak's yellowing leaves. It was a beautiful fall afternoon, and Jack couldn't help but bask in the warm midday weather as he tilled his onion garden. He took a deep breath.
"I saw your company this morning. Two crows and a bluebird! Quite the entourage." He said with ... | George was sick. He sat there sick, in a wet heap. His head beaded and dripped, his back ached and lurched forward. This chair George sat in was under his tree, which was as lifeless and miserable as he. Barren with twisted appendages and blotches. It wasn’t always this unsightly, George’s tree. The years were once ful... | |
[WP] A lonely old man, no family, never any visitors, dumps all of his affection into the tree growing in his backyard. And now that tree, tall and strong, doesn't understand why it's friend is only getting weaker. | I always love it when Fall comes around. The cool breeze always feels so good, and all my friends are always happy and in bright spirits.
It feels like yesterday when I was just born. The wind would almost knock me over as if I were a weightless twig...which as it turns out, I was, haha.
Here comes Dad to give me f... | George was sick. He sat there sick, in a wet heap. His head beaded and dripped, his back ached and lurched forward. This chair George sat in was under his tree, which was as lifeless and miserable as he. Barren with twisted appendages and blotches. It wasn’t always this unsightly, George’s tree. The years were once ful... | |
[WP] A lonely old man, no family, never any visitors, dumps all of his affection into the tree growing in his backyard. And now that tree, tall and strong, doesn't understand why it's friend is only getting weaker. | Run your hands along the great oak’s scaly bark, trace your fingers through the tracts of its body, listen to the song of the wind’s tickling through its network of leaves and you will know this old man’s story. See the gaze he bestows upon his last friend and mark well the tears welling in the weathered pockets of his... | George was sick. He sat there sick, in a wet heap. His head beaded and dripped, his back ached and lurched forward. This chair George sat in was under his tree, which was as lifeless and miserable as he. Barren with twisted appendages and blotches. It wasn’t always this unsightly, George’s tree. The years were once ful... | |
[WP] A lonely old man, no family, never any visitors, dumps all of his affection into the tree growing in his backyard. And now that tree, tall and strong, doesn't understand why it's friend is only getting weaker. | I always love it when Fall comes around. The cool breeze always feels so good, and all my friends are always happy and in bright spirits.
It feels like yesterday when I was just born. The wind would almost knock me over as if I were a weightless twig...which as it turns out, I was, haha.
Here comes Dad to give me f... | A soft breeze blew cool, dry air through the large oak's yellowing leaves. It was a beautiful fall afternoon, and Jack couldn't help but bask in the warm midday weather as he tilled his onion garden. He took a deep breath.
"I saw your company this morning. Two crows and a bluebird! Quite the entourage." He said with ... | |
[WP] A lonely old man, no family, never any visitors, dumps all of his affection into the tree growing in his backyard. And now that tree, tall and strong, doesn't understand why it's friend is only getting weaker. | Run your hands along the great oak’s scaly bark, trace your fingers through the tracts of its body, listen to the song of the wind’s tickling through its network of leaves and you will know this old man’s story. See the gaze he bestows upon his last friend and mark well the tears welling in the weathered pockets of his... | A soft breeze blew cool, dry air through the large oak's yellowing leaves. It was a beautiful fall afternoon, and Jack couldn't help but bask in the warm midday weather as he tilled his onion garden. He took a deep breath.
"I saw your company this morning. Two crows and a bluebird! Quite the entourage." He said with ... | |
[WP] A lonely old man, no family, never any visitors, dumps all of his affection into the tree growing in his backyard. And now that tree, tall and strong, doesn't understand why it's friend is only getting weaker. | Light. Air. Water. Dirt.
I stretch my leaf as wide as I can. The dirt is rich and moist around my root. I am alive.
There is a warm fog passing over my leaf accompanied by vibrations. Something touches my leaf, lighter than any wind. I'm not sure why, but I feel content.
It rains every morning. Not for very long, bu... | I am the first or one of the first trees my friend planted. One for each of his grandchildren. He made sure I was watered and fed. " Nothing but the best for you." He always said that. To each of us as his grandchildren increased in number. I was happiest when the one I was planted for stood or sat under me watching... | |
[WP] A lonely old man, no family, never any visitors, dumps all of his affection into the tree growing in his backyard. And now that tree, tall and strong, doesn't understand why it's friend is only getting weaker. | The old man limped to his rocking chair, easing himself into it with care. He lit his pipe, then looked at the tree with a smile.
"Looking mighty fine today," he told the tree, rocking in his chair. "I remember when you were just a sapling, what seems like so long ago."
The wind rustled through the tree's leaves, an... | The Man smiled as he finished spreading the last bag of mulch, stretching back to ease the crack in his spine. His limbs were well-tanned by the sun, lines worn by war and work and weariness carved on his gaunt face. Work clothes, well used and well mended were soiled with dirt, a wheelbarrow filled with old tools next... | |
[WP] You've been assigned as a monster under the bed for a new child. One night as you're getting ready to do your scare, you hear them whisper, "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too." | "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too."
Wh- what?! She saw me? But how? I didn't even fully materialise, wait, what did she say? She's a monster?
"I won't force you know. You can take all the time you want"
What in the name of?! Why isn't she scared? Is she really a monster? Maybe it's a tr... | As I entered his room, I felt something off. Like, *majorly* off. We Monsters have long had a way to tell what the future of a human's room we would visit. It would save us from any human attacking us, using us as bait, or worse yet, putting us on display. So if my instinct told me something was off, it meant the small... | |
[WP] You've been assigned as a monster under the bed for a new child. One night as you're getting ready to do your scare, you hear them whisper, "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too." | I was taken by surprise. Normally, I would've let the child stir in their own paranoia if they acknowledged me. But calling herself a monster? That... wasn't right. It may seem weird that I was so worried and caring. You see, a monster's purpose isn't just to scare the kid for no reason. Our job was to help them become... | As I entered his room, I felt something off. Like, *majorly* off. We Monsters have long had a way to tell what the future of a human's room we would visit. It would save us from any human attacking us, using us as bait, or worse yet, putting us on display. So if my instinct told me something was off, it meant the small... | |
[WP] You've been assigned as a monster under the bed for a new child. One night as you're getting ready to do your scare, you hear them whisper, "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too." | "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too."
Wh- what?! She saw me? But how? I didn't even fully materialise, wait, what did she say? She's a monster?
"I won't force you know. You can take all the time you want"
What in the name of?! Why isn't she scared? Is she really a monster? Maybe it's a tr... | Slick, new iron bars clamped onto the house in stark contrast to the sun-bleached wooden boards that looked to be a good shake from coming lose. The building would’ve been impossible to find in the dead woods if not for the singular dirt pathway snaking itself out from the town. Windows and doors a like were all sealed... | |
[WP] You've been assigned as a monster under the bed for a new child. One night as you're getting ready to do your scare, you hear them whisper, "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too." | I wasn't quite sure how to respond.
This was my third duty station, and never has the kid talked to me like this. One kid used to threaten me, another would plead for me to stay under the bed. I've never been asked to come out, though.
"Are you there?" She said.
There was no fear in her voice, only curiosity and a ... | "Oh?" I reply, "why do you say that?"
He sounds sad and I can't help wonder why he feels that way rather than scared.
"I look like a monster, the others at school point at me and run away."
I can hear the misery in his voice, as he chokes up and tries not to cry.
"I just want to be normal" he whispers.
"We all do"... | |
[WP] You've been assigned as a monster under the bed for a new child. One night as you're getting ready to do your scare, you hear them whisper, "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too." | I wasn't quite sure how to respond.
This was my third duty station, and never has the kid talked to me like this. One kid used to threaten me, another would plead for me to stay under the bed. I've never been asked to come out, though.
"Are you there?" She said.
There was no fear in her voice, only curiosity and a ... | “It’s ok if you want to come out... they say I’m a monster too.”
...Am I under the right bed? How can he possibly know? Obviously this isn’t going to be an ordinary day on the job. My owl eyes, though accustomed to the dark, can barely see this moonless night. His mini not-as-owl eyes can’t possibly see. How... Did I ... | |
[WP] You've been assigned as a monster under the bed for a new child. One night as you're getting ready to do your scare, you hear them whisper, "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too." | Gombo fidgeted nervously in his office chair as he looked across at the monster sitting behind the desk.
“Good twilight, Gombo.”
“Look, Susan. I didn’t do nothing. It’s not my fault…”
“Nobody has said that it was. We are just here to find out what happened, that’s all.”
Like hell it was Gombo thought. One... | It was a standard reassignment. From time to time, monsters move to different
children. Sometimes it's because the child grows used to the monster, or
sometimes the monster just wants to take a break. There's not really anything
out of the ordinary -- in fact, most kids won't even know it's not "their"
monster u... | |
[WP] You've been assigned as a monster under the bed for a new child. One night as you're getting ready to do your scare, you hear them whisper, "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too." | I wasn't quite sure how to respond.
This was my third duty station, and never has the kid talked to me like this. One kid used to threaten me, another would plead for me to stay under the bed. I've never been asked to come out, though.
"Are you there?" She said.
There was no fear in her voice, only curiosity and a ... | It was a standard reassignment. From time to time, monsters move to different
children. Sometimes it's because the child grows used to the monster, or
sometimes the monster just wants to take a break. There's not really anything
out of the ordinary -- in fact, most kids won't even know it's not "their"
monster u... | |
[WP] You've been assigned as a monster under the bed for a new child. One night as you're getting ready to do your scare, you hear them whisper, "It's ok if you want to come out... they say I'm a monster too." | I wasn't quite sure how to respond.
This was my third duty station, and never has the kid talked to me like this. One kid used to threaten me, another would plead for me to stay under the bed. I've never been asked to come out, though.
"Are you there?" She said.
There was no fear in her voice, only curiosity and a ... | Gombo fidgeted nervously in his office chair as he looked across at the monster sitting behind the desk.
“Good twilight, Gombo.”
“Look, Susan. I didn’t do nothing. It’s not my fault…”
“Nobody has said that it was. We are just here to find out what happened, that’s all.”
Like hell it was Gombo thought. One... | |
This has been posted before but it is a favourite of mine and as far as I know the last post like this was archived. | [WP] A Vampire in a Zombie Apocalypse | Shelly pushed her little sister ahead of her as the zombies followed close behind her. They had seen this house from another house they had been hiding in. It had the word “SAFE” spray painted across the front, and from what Shelly could tell, at least one side. She figured it was probably written on every side. Fro... | Time was a construct of human society. As soon as man's world fell, the concept of date and year was abandoned and replaced with the safety of the sun and the fear of the night. Animal instincts of survival can be easily triggered when familiarity is ripped away from you.
Since humans doomed themselves with the unholy... |
[WP] you accidentally run over a lonely old lady. She considers pressing charges, but agrees not to as long as you spend two hours a week playing board games with her. It soon becomes apparent that she hasn't had an ordinary life... | (I’m very new at writing prompts, please don’t be too harsh (constructive criticism is greatly appreciated))
"17 Peterhof Avenue..." I muttered as I peered at my GPS system.
"Turn right. You have arrived at your destination."
I parked and clambered out of my car. It was a nice suburban neighbourhood with a neat row ... | Driving down the street in my large, red pickup truck with my straight blue jeans on, I stole a quick glance at my retro flip-phone and saw bae had hit me up with a booty blast request. I felt a small bump as I crossed the intersection, weird, I didn’t remember there being a bump there at all. I heard a small, weak s... | |
[WP] you accidentally run over a lonely old lady. She considers pressing charges, but agrees not to as long as you spend two hours a week playing board games with her. It soon becomes apparent that she hasn't had an ordinary life... | Her hands shook as she reached for the bishop. She was going to take my knight, I knew. It hovered, wavered, almost toppling her king, then stopped, two squares short. What?
"That's an interesting move. Are you sure?"
"Quite sure, young man."
Young man. Huh. I wasn't so young, actually.
I reached for my rook, and ... | Driving down the street in my large, red pickup truck with my straight blue jeans on, I stole a quick glance at my retro flip-phone and saw bae had hit me up with a booty blast request. I felt a small bump as I crossed the intersection, weird, I didn’t remember there being a bump there at all. I heard a small, weak s... | |
[WP] you accidentally run over a lonely old lady. She considers pressing charges, but agrees not to as long as you spend two hours a week playing board games with her. It soon becomes apparent that she hasn't had an ordinary life... | Alright, this is it. Playing a game with granny could not be that hard. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. It was opened in an instant, but I was shocked to see a young lady, instead of the granny I hit with my car. Guess it's her granddaughter.
"Name?" she asked without a single greeting.
"Xan, miss," I ... | Driving down the street in my large, red pickup truck with my straight blue jeans on, I stole a quick glance at my retro flip-phone and saw bae had hit me up with a booty blast request. I felt a small bump as I crossed the intersection, weird, I didn’t remember there being a bump there at all. I heard a small, weak s... | |
[WP] you accidentally run over a lonely old lady. She considers pressing charges, but agrees not to as long as you spend two hours a week playing board games with her. It soon becomes apparent that she hasn't had an ordinary life... | Her hands shook as she reached for the bishop. She was going to take my knight, I knew. It hovered, wavered, almost toppling her king, then stopped, two squares short. What?
"That's an interesting move. Are you sure?"
"Quite sure, young man."
Young man. Huh. I wasn't so young, actually.
I reached for my rook, and ... | (I’m very new at writing prompts, please don’t be too harsh (constructive criticism is greatly appreciated))
"17 Peterhof Avenue..." I muttered as I peered at my GPS system.
"Turn right. You have arrived at your destination."
I parked and clambered out of my car. It was a nice suburban neighbourhood with a neat row ... | |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | Here comes that wave. You know the feeling. When the lights are off and the room is dark, it comes in waves. And the waves bring my fears and anxiety crashing down upon me. In the form of distorted Images.
Phantoms I've grown to know all to well. That distort the space around me. Until I have enough and cry out. And t... | The abyss is there to swallow me whole. Blue death crashing against the hull, ready at a moment's notice to drag me under, down into the uncharted depths of hell. Brackish, murky, hell, with creatures that could swallow a ship whole.
Ripples on the surface, and nothing but darkness below. I cannot get away. I cannot ... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | The walls are closing in. I can't breathe. I can't move. I can't feel. I can't think. I can imagine my body slowly being crushed into oblivion, little more than a smear on the floor. How can I live if I don't have room to move!?
I curl into a ball, trying to forget where I was. I try to forget the walls surrounding m... | The abyss is there to swallow me whole. Blue death crashing against the hull, ready at a moment's notice to drag me under, down into the uncharted depths of hell. Brackish, murky, hell, with creatures that could swallow a ship whole.
Ripples on the surface, and nothing but darkness below. I cannot get away. I cannot ... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | The abyss is there to swallow me whole. Blue death crashing against the hull, ready at a moment's notice to drag me under, down into the uncharted depths of hell. Brackish, murky, hell, with creatures that could swallow a ship whole.
Ripples on the surface, and nothing but darkness below. I cannot get away. I cannot ... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | The abyss is there to swallow me whole. Blue death crashing against the hull, ready at a moment's notice to drag me under, down into the uncharted depths of hell. Brackish, murky, hell, with creatures that could swallow a ship whole.
Ripples on the surface, and nothing but darkness below. I cannot get away. I cannot ... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | They found him sobbing in a closet.
All the other apartments had been evacuated, only 409b left. The door was locked, and it took more than the usual 5 swings with the axe to break it down. Johnson and Carpenter, names stitched onto the front of yellow-black uniforms, moved in to sweep the perimeter of the room, whil... | The abyss is there to swallow me whole. Blue death crashing against the hull, ready at a moment's notice to drag me under, down into the uncharted depths of hell. Brackish, murky, hell, with creatures that could swallow a ship whole.
Ripples on the surface, and nothing but darkness below. I cannot get away. I cannot ... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | How can so many legs move at once, and so quickly?!
The centipede was dead center of my living room. Light shone from the lamp on the opposite end of the room, casting a shadow towards me. The light had frightened the centipede from its activities in the dark and now it scurried frantically, searching for darkness. It... | The abyss is there to swallow me whole. Blue death crashing against the hull, ready at a moment's notice to drag me under, down into the uncharted depths of hell. Brackish, murky, hell, with creatures that could swallow a ship whole.
Ripples on the surface, and nothing but darkness below. I cannot get away. I cannot ... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | Well, that's how it goes, is it not? It's sharp and thin, an empty feeling on me as if the moment it comes down i'll pop like a balloon.
There's a strange spot between your neck and your collarbone. It's where you generally get hickeys (because i'd know, right?). Anyways, it generally feels more hollow than not. If yo... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | Well, that's how it goes, is it not? It's sharp and thin, an empty feeling on me as if the moment it comes down i'll pop like a balloon.
There's a strange spot between your neck and your collarbone. It's where you generally get hickeys (because i'd know, right?). Anyways, it generally feels more hollow than not. If yo... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | They found him sobbing in a closet.
All the other apartments had been evacuated, only 409b left. The door was locked, and it took more than the usual 5 swings with the axe to break it down. Johnson and Carpenter, names stitched onto the front of yellow-black uniforms, moved in to sweep the perimeter of the room, whil... | Well, that's how it goes, is it not? It's sharp and thin, an empty feeling on me as if the moment it comes down i'll pop like a balloon.
There's a strange spot between your neck and your collarbone. It's where you generally get hickeys (because i'd know, right?). Anyways, it generally feels more hollow than not. If yo... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | I hate camping. I loathe it. My insomnia creeps from underneath its mossy lodgings and rests itself by my head. My friends are all deep asleep, dreaming of wonderful things, of summer days and picnics. I'm here stuck in this sightless reality. From my sleeping bag I can only see the clouds and hear their snores, all me... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | I hate camping. I loathe it. My insomnia creeps from underneath its mossy lodgings and rests itself by my head. My friends are all deep asleep, dreaming of wonderful things, of summer days and picnics. I'm here stuck in this sightless reality. From my sleeping bag I can only see the clouds and hear their snores, all me... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | They found him sobbing in a closet.
All the other apartments had been evacuated, only 409b left. The door was locked, and it took more than the usual 5 swings with the axe to break it down. Johnson and Carpenter, names stitched onto the front of yellow-black uniforms, moved in to sweep the perimeter of the room, whil... | I hate camping. I loathe it. My insomnia creeps from underneath its mossy lodgings and rests itself by my head. My friends are all deep asleep, dreaming of wonderful things, of summer days and picnics. I'm here stuck in this sightless reality. From my sleeping bag I can only see the clouds and hear their snores, all me... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | Today was supposed to be the day, where I could see myself facing against them. And they came back. I see them every day, every night, always lurking around the corner, waiting for me to set my guard down.
They appear with different forms at specific times, but they are never without eyes, a giant set of eyes seeing t... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | Today was supposed to be the day, where I could see myself facing against them. And they came back. I see them every day, every night, always lurking around the corner, waiting for me to set my guard down.
They appear with different forms at specific times, but they are never without eyes, a giant set of eyes seeing t... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | They found him sobbing in a closet.
All the other apartments had been evacuated, only 409b left. The door was locked, and it took more than the usual 5 swings with the axe to break it down. Johnson and Carpenter, names stitched onto the front of yellow-black uniforms, moved in to sweep the perimeter of the room, whil... | Today was supposed to be the day, where I could see myself facing against them. And they came back. I see them every day, every night, always lurking around the corner, waiting for me to set my guard down.
They appear with different forms at specific times, but they are never without eyes, a giant set of eyes seeing t... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | Bees. More specifically bee nests. Those gray or brown orbs that spew hundreds of thousands of the stinging insects at the slightest provocation. Demonic murderballs, I call them.
How could nature be so devious to come up with such a creation? A structure that is at once an impressive feat of natural engineering a... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | Bees. More specifically bee nests. Those gray or brown orbs that spew hundreds of thousands of the stinging insects at the slightest provocation. Demonic murderballs, I call them.
How could nature be so devious to come up with such a creation? A structure that is at once an impressive feat of natural engineering a... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | I let it all out. Although I preferred to hold it in until I got home instead of using the outhouse, it still felt really good to finally let it out. I only wish I had done it in the middle of the day. I do often get paranoid at night, and walking 70 feet away from the cabin didn't exactly help that, especially when it... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | I let it all out. Although I preferred to hold it in until I got home instead of using the outhouse, it still felt really good to finally let it out. I only wish I had done it in the middle of the day. I do often get paranoid at night, and walking 70 feet away from the cabin didn't exactly help that, especially when it... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | I feel it, always, watching me. It's black, beedy, soulless eyes unmoving.
Yet I've never seen *it.* That's the part that bothers me. Everybody hates that feeling of being watched that you just can't shake. You feel it behind you but you, but you look and it's not there. The feeling that makes you walk just a bit fast... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | I feel it, always, watching me. It's black, beedy, soulless eyes unmoving.
Yet I've never seen *it.* That's the part that bothers me. Everybody hates that feeling of being watched that you just can't shake. You feel it behind you but you, but you look and it's not there. The feeling that makes you walk just a bit fast... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | *Please don't let me fly away*
*Please dont let me fly away*
*Please don't let me fly away*
Grab the gate, grab the gate, GRAB THE GATE!
OK....ok...the cold metal feels good against my palms. If I hold on to this gate I know I'll be fine.
*Sir, are you ok? The library's closed for the day but it'll be open... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | *Please don't let me fly away*
*Please dont let me fly away*
*Please don't let me fly away*
Grab the gate, grab the gate, GRAB THE GATE!
OK....ok...the cold metal feels good against my palms. If I hold on to this gate I know I'll be fine.
*Sir, are you ok? The library's closed for the day but it'll be open... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | I cant go on... The edge is pulling me nearer. I grasp the stone walls either side of me in hopes of steadying myself. No good. I Lie back place as much of myself on the floor as possible as much of myself solidly on the ground with no chance of falling.
The others notice. "What are you doing we cant stop here". Its n... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | I cant go on... The edge is pulling me nearer. I grasp the stone walls either side of me in hopes of steadying myself. No good. I Lie back place as much of myself on the floor as possible as much of myself solidly on the ground with no chance of falling.
The others notice. "What are you doing we cant stop here". Its n... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | How long has it been.
One, two. One, two.
Minutes, hours, days. The walls stretch forever.
One, two. One, two.
Maybe I should turn back. I haven't gone that far...
One... Two...
Will I walk here forever? Down this narrow passage. I will never see my family, friends, anyone. I am alone...
This is my life now.
Bye... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | My name is Felicia and I am an autophobic. Yes, I am mortally afraid of isolation.
You would think that an airplane was the best place to be for a small girl like me. As the staff called each group, I was comforted by the press of warm bodies; the damp breath and perspiration of travelers moving toward their destinat... | Here comes that wave. You know the feeling. When the lights are off and the room is dark, it comes in waves. And the waves bring my fears and anxiety crashing down upon me. In the form of distorted Images.
Phantoms I've grown to know all to well. That distort the space around me. Until I have enough and cry out. And t... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | I saw them, a group of them, walking down the road. I didn't recognize them at first, but once they got closer I could tell. The way they moved, the way they looked, the way the communicated. I could tell it was them. There were seven or eight of them, too many for me to possibly take on. I looked around me. No one els... | Here comes that wave. You know the feeling. When the lights are off and the room is dark, it comes in waves. And the waves bring my fears and anxiety crashing down upon me. In the form of distorted Images.
Phantoms I've grown to know all to well. That distort the space around me. Until I have enough and cry out. And t... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | They found him sobbing in a closet.
All the other apartments had been evacuated, only 409b left. The door was locked, and it took more than the usual 5 swings with the axe to break it down. Johnson and Carpenter, names stitched onto the front of yellow-black uniforms, moved in to sweep the perimeter of the room, whil... | Here comes that wave. You know the feeling. When the lights are off and the room is dark, it comes in waves. And the waves bring my fears and anxiety crashing down upon me. In the form of distorted Images.
Phantoms I've grown to know all to well. That distort the space around me. Until I have enough and cry out. And t... |
Claustrophobic, arachnophobia, acrophobia, nyctophobia, thalassophobia, monophobia and more at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_phobias
Good luck! | [WP] Write about your protagonist experiencing a phobia so vividly that the reader feels that fear. (Common phobias in description) | They found him sobbing in a closet.
All the other apartments had been evacuated, only 409b left. The door was locked, and it took more than the usual 5 swings with the axe to break it down. Johnson and Carpenter, names stitched onto the front of yellow-black uniforms, moved in to sweep the perimeter of the room, whil... | The walls are closing in. I can't breathe. I can't move. I can't feel. I can't think. I can imagine my body slowly being crushed into oblivion, little more than a smear on the floor. How can I live if I don't have room to move!?
I curl into a ball, trying to forget where I was. I try to forget the walls surrounding m... |
[WP] You've got super strength, and though it's cliche it can come in handy. But hiding it is hard, especially when you only seem to be getting stronger. | The following is from our interview.
*What was your early life like?*
**Well, I was born in a little town in southwest Missouri called Galena. It was real quiet down there, not a whole lot to do. I had two older brothers, Ulysses III, born in '46, and David, born in '47. I was born in 1953 right on Christmas Day. Dad... | When I was escorted to Miss Little's cell, I was certain there had been some misunderstanding. The fabled superwoman looked as though she would have trouble lifting a gallon of milk, much less performing the feats of strength that captured our attention years ago.
I whispered to the warden if this were the correct cel... | |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | Isaac checked the O2 supply on his respirator as he hurried through the airlock into the sticky hot Fairbanks afternoon. He had enough air to get him back into habitat at Saint Jude’s. Getting back was another story, especially with an extra sucker on the supply, but that was a problem for tomorrow.
He boarded the mag... | I had helped yet another soul and still taken another away.
Relief and a faint grim happiness flooded through me as it always did... even if the procedure had changed in one form or another over the course of these hundred years since I'd fallen into it. Few were gruesome... most were clean and official like the one ... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I think I'm the only one.
I have to be, right?
Before this all started, I was on the tail end of middle age. I didn't have much going for me. Lived alone, office job, nothing really special. Then that thought snuck into my mind. "Youth for you, health for you, death from you, dead to you". It was weird. I'm not even... | I had helped yet another soul and still taken another away.
Relief and a faint grim happiness flooded through me as it always did... even if the procedure had changed in one form or another over the course of these hundred years since I'd fallen into it. Few were gruesome... most were clean and official like the one ... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | "I hung myself once. It's no surprise to me that I never tried it again. I must've swung there for a hundred years.
Before I discovered the truth I was just like you. I had to have been. I have these black and white memories in the grain of a film strip. I can almost make out the faces of the people. A mother. A fath... | I had helped yet another soul and still taken another away.
Relief and a faint grim happiness flooded through me as it always did... even if the procedure had changed in one form or another over the course of these hundred years since I'd fallen into it. Few were gruesome... most were clean and official like the one ... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | We the elite hold this *honor*. This *blessing*. Hah, what am I saying? Nobody actually wants this, but this is the system we chose hundreds of years ago. We alone hold the power of everlasting life Anyone else becomes our fodder.
There is a tribe in New Guinea that sacrifices one every 20 years. 20 year reign goes t... | I had helped yet another soul and still taken another away.
Relief and a faint grim happiness flooded through me as it always did... even if the procedure had changed in one form or another over the course of these hundred years since I'd fallen into it. Few were gruesome... most were clean and official like the one ... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The day the study was published changed the course of human history forever. All it took was one Asperger-fueled genius browsing Murderpedia instead of paying attention to his engineering professor. Rumor has it that the thing that caught his eye was the lifespan of the average executioner. It then took 34 years for th... | I had helped yet another soul and still taken another away.
Relief and a faint grim happiness flooded through me as it always did... even if the procedure had changed in one form or another over the course of these hundred years since I'd fallen into it. Few were gruesome... most were clean and official like the one ... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I glance at the blood running out of my veins, into the dialysis machine and back into my body, skipping my failed organs.
I'm 453, and as anyone knows, that means I killed people and racked up a lot of 20s.
The first was when I was 12. I went to a nearby lake with a friend days after his birthday, and him and I made... | I had helped yet another soul and still taken another away.
Relief and a faint grim happiness flooded through me as it always did... even if the procedure had changed in one form or another over the course of these hundred years since I'd fallen into it. Few were gruesome... most were clean and official like the one ... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I've made a deal with _Death_. When I "died" death came up to me and said
"Congratulations! You're the 100th billion person to die! You can choose to live on in heaven OR choose to live forever back on Earth! As long as you kill a person, that person will give you 20 more years to live! But with a cost..."
Of cours... | I had helped yet another soul and still taken another away.
Relief and a faint grim happiness flooded through me as it always did... even if the procedure had changed in one form or another over the course of these hundred years since I'd fallen into it. Few were gruesome... most were clean and official like the one ... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The day the study was published changed the course of human history forever. All it took was one Asperger-fueled genius browsing Murderpedia instead of paying attention to his engineering professor. Rumor has it that the thing that caught his eye was the lifespan of the average executioner. It then took 34 years for th... | I decided that having this power was too much. It was time to take the easy way out. Looked at my "time left" counter. 35 years.
I kicked my chair over; felt a sharp pain in my neck.
To my surprise, everything did not fade to black. Instead, I hung there for a few seconds, suspended from the ceiling.
I know I'... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The day the study was published changed the course of human history forever. All it took was one Asperger-fueled genius browsing Murderpedia instead of paying attention to his engineering professor. Rumor has it that the thing that caught his eye was the lifespan of the average executioner. It then took 34 years for th... | Isaac checked the O2 supply on his respirator as he hurried through the airlock into the sticky hot Fairbanks afternoon. He had enough air to get him back into habitat at Saint Jude’s. Getting back was another story, especially with an extra sucker on the supply, but that was a problem for tomorrow.
He boarded the mag... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The day the study was published changed the course of human history forever. All it took was one Asperger-fueled genius browsing Murderpedia instead of paying attention to his engineering professor. Rumor has it that the thing that caught his eye was the lifespan of the average executioner. It then took 34 years for th... | I think I'm the only one.
I have to be, right?
Before this all started, I was on the tail end of middle age. I didn't have much going for me. Lived alone, office job, nothing really special. Then that thought snuck into my mind. "Youth for you, health for you, death from you, dead to you". It was weird. I'm not even... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The day the study was published changed the course of human history forever. All it took was one Asperger-fueled genius browsing Murderpedia instead of paying attention to his engineering professor. Rumor has it that the thing that caught his eye was the lifespan of the average executioner. It then took 34 years for th... | "I hung myself once. It's no surprise to me that I never tried it again. I must've swung there for a hundred years.
Before I discovered the truth I was just like you. I had to have been. I have these black and white memories in the grain of a film strip. I can almost make out the faces of the people. A mother. A fath... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The day the study was published changed the course of human history forever. All it took was one Asperger-fueled genius browsing Murderpedia instead of paying attention to his engineering professor. Rumor has it that the thing that caught his eye was the lifespan of the average executioner. It then took 34 years for th... | We the elite hold this *honor*. This *blessing*. Hah, what am I saying? Nobody actually wants this, but this is the system we chose hundreds of years ago. We alone hold the power of everlasting life Anyone else becomes our fodder.
There is a tribe in New Guinea that sacrifices one every 20 years. 20 year reign goes t... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The steel door was the only thing in the room with me. Four concrete walls and the giant steel door. Pacing does terrible things to ones mental state, alas, I was trapped into this perpetual cycle of pace, hold head in hands, rinse and repeat.
Not many women end up in a place like this. Less than 8% according to Wikip... | He died like the rest of them. Silently, dumbstruck, and with the tip of my instrument flashing in his heart as I came and went and he crumpled to the floor.
Out on the street I wandered through the crowds and drank in the way their eyes gleamed.
A boy tottered out over the curb ahead of his dad, hands clutching abse... |
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Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I glance at the blood running out of my veins, into the dialysis machine and back into my body, skipping my failed organs.
I'm 453, and as anyone knows, that means I killed people and racked up a lot of 20s.
The first was when I was 12. I went to a nearby lake with a friend days after his birthday, and him and I made... | He died like the rest of them. Silently, dumbstruck, and with the tip of my instrument flashing in his heart as I came and went and he crumpled to the floor.
Out on the street I wandered through the crowds and drank in the way their eyes gleamed.
A boy tottered out over the curb ahead of his dad, hands clutching abse... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I've made a deal with _Death_. When I "died" death came up to me and said
"Congratulations! You're the 100th billion person to die! You can choose to live on in heaven OR choose to live forever back on Earth! As long as you kill a person, that person will give you 20 more years to live! But with a cost..."
Of cours... | He died like the rest of them. Silently, dumbstruck, and with the tip of my instrument flashing in his heart as I came and went and he crumpled to the floor.
Out on the street I wandered through the crowds and drank in the way their eyes gleamed.
A boy tottered out over the curb ahead of his dad, hands clutching abse... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The steel door was the only thing in the room with me. Four concrete walls and the giant steel door. Pacing does terrible things to ones mental state, alas, I was trapped into this perpetual cycle of pace, hold head in hands, rinse and repeat.
Not many women end up in a place like this. Less than 8% according to Wikip... |
*My entire life was a race. I wasn't even supposed to be here... I was a stillborn baby. My clock started ticking the moment my mom died at birth.*
*Do you know how what it's like, Matt? living on a clock?*
She spread the flowers on the tombstone, tears in her eyes.
*I never wanted to hurt you Matt,... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I glance at the blood running out of my veins, into the dialysis machine and back into my body, skipping my failed organs.
I'm 453, and as anyone knows, that means I killed people and racked up a lot of 20s.
The first was when I was 12. I went to a nearby lake with a friend days after his birthday, and him and I made... |
*My entire life was a race. I wasn't even supposed to be here... I was a stillborn baby. My clock started ticking the moment my mom died at birth.*
*Do you know how what it's like, Matt? living on a clock?*
She spread the flowers on the tombstone, tears in her eyes.
*I never wanted to hurt you Matt,... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I've made a deal with _Death_. When I "died" death came up to me and said
"Congratulations! You're the 100th billion person to die! You can choose to live on in heaven OR choose to live forever back on Earth! As long as you kill a person, that person will give you 20 more years to live! But with a cost..."
Of cours... |
*My entire life was a race. I wasn't even supposed to be here... I was a stillborn baby. My clock started ticking the moment my mom died at birth.*
*Do you know how what it's like, Matt? living on a clock?*
She spread the flowers on the tombstone, tears in her eyes.
*I never wanted to hurt you Matt,... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | A thin wisp of smoke lazily trailed from the smouldering remains of a cigarette, buried deep within a charcoal gray ash tray. The room was deafened by the silence, save for the soft mechanical tick of a clock that hung on the wall. Its only sin was being off by about two minutes.
With a solemn gaze, a figure turned hi... | I watched the gagged body squirm in front of me. With a simple flick of my wrist he was dead. I cleaned my dagger off as the blood poured from his neck. There was no gurgling or gasping for air; I had done this too many times to let them die slowly.
I bent down and placed my hands in my victims blood. I could feel the ... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | It was...unfortunate to think about. The rituals we did out in the woods. The bonfires. Mein Fhurer promised us we'd all be practically immortal. We'd literally rule for a thousand years. We soon found out what price we would have to pay in order achieve this dream of ours.
It was on the evening of the winter solstice... | I watched the gagged body squirm in front of me. With a simple flick of my wrist he was dead. I cleaned my dagger off as the blood poured from his neck. There was no gurgling or gasping for air; I had done this too many times to let them die slowly.
I bent down and placed my hands in my victims blood. I could feel the ... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The steel door was the only thing in the room with me. Four concrete walls and the giant steel door. Pacing does terrible things to ones mental state, alas, I was trapped into this perpetual cycle of pace, hold head in hands, rinse and repeat.
Not many women end up in a place like this. Less than 8% according to Wikip... | I watched the gagged body squirm in front of me. With a simple flick of my wrist he was dead. I cleaned my dagger off as the blood poured from his neck. There was no gurgling or gasping for air; I had done this too many times to let them die slowly.
I bent down and placed my hands in my victims blood. I could feel the ... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I glance at the blood running out of my veins, into the dialysis machine and back into my body, skipping my failed organs.
I'm 453, and as anyone knows, that means I killed people and racked up a lot of 20s.
The first was when I was 12. I went to a nearby lake with a friend days after his birthday, and him and I made... | I watched the gagged body squirm in front of me. With a simple flick of my wrist he was dead. I cleaned my dagger off as the blood poured from his neck. There was no gurgling or gasping for air; I had done this too many times to let them die slowly.
I bent down and placed my hands in my victims blood. I could feel the ... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | Shit, it was a gun.
That was the first thing I thought to myself when I saw the man pull out his hand. How stupid of me, thinking I could take on this fucking robber.
The fuck face and his gun seemed to smile at me for a second. Before I notice it, the gun was pointed towards my chest.
What the fuck face didn't kno... | I watched the gagged body squirm in front of me. With a simple flick of my wrist he was dead. I cleaned my dagger off as the blood poured from his neck. There was no gurgling or gasping for air; I had done this too many times to let them die slowly.
I bent down and placed my hands in my victims blood. I could feel the ... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I've made a deal with _Death_. When I "died" death came up to me and said
"Congratulations! You're the 100th billion person to die! You can choose to live on in heaven OR choose to live forever back on Earth! As long as you kill a person, that person will give you 20 more years to live! But with a cost..."
Of cours... | I watched the gagged body squirm in front of me. With a simple flick of my wrist he was dead. I cleaned my dagger off as the blood poured from his neck. There was no gurgling or gasping for air; I had done this too many times to let them die slowly.
I bent down and placed my hands in my victims blood. I could feel the ... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | "Look, let's just get this over with so we can eat lunch. Guilty."
"There's no evidence, I can't convict him without evidence."
"What are you, stupid? Did you see how old he is? Besides, it says right here he was born one hundred years ago. Statistically, most men are dead by then. And he's in excellent health."
"... | I watched the gagged body squirm in front of me. With a simple flick of my wrist he was dead. I cleaned my dagger off as the blood poured from his neck. There was no gurgling or gasping for air; I had done this too many times to let them die slowly.
I bent down and placed my hands in my victims blood. I could feel the ... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | It was...unfortunate to think about. The rituals we did out in the woods. The bonfires. Mein Fhurer promised us we'd all be practically immortal. We'd literally rule for a thousand years. We soon found out what price we would have to pay in order achieve this dream of ours.
It was on the evening of the winter solstice... | It started on a normal Monday morning. I walked downstairs and made myself a bowl of cereal. My roommate walked in just as I finished eating.
"Hey dude!" I said cheerily. "Want something? I made coffee."
He looked at me funny. We never really got along. Nothing had happened, we just didn't have much in common.
"U... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The steel door was the only thing in the room with me. Four concrete walls and the giant steel door. Pacing does terrible things to ones mental state, alas, I was trapped into this perpetual cycle of pace, hold head in hands, rinse and repeat.
Not many women end up in a place like this. Less than 8% according to Wikip... | It started on a normal Monday morning. I walked downstairs and made myself a bowl of cereal. My roommate walked in just as I finished eating.
"Hey dude!" I said cheerily. "Want something? I made coffee."
He looked at me funny. We never really got along. Nothing had happened, we just didn't have much in common.
"U... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I glance at the blood running out of my veins, into the dialysis machine and back into my body, skipping my failed organs.
I'm 453, and as anyone knows, that means I killed people and racked up a lot of 20s.
The first was when I was 12. I went to a nearby lake with a friend days after his birthday, and him and I made... | It started on a normal Monday morning. I walked downstairs and made myself a bowl of cereal. My roommate walked in just as I finished eating.
"Hey dude!" I said cheerily. "Want something? I made coffee."
He looked at me funny. We never really got along. Nothing had happened, we just didn't have much in common.
"U... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | Shit, it was a gun.
That was the first thing I thought to myself when I saw the man pull out his hand. How stupid of me, thinking I could take on this fucking robber.
The fuck face and his gun seemed to smile at me for a second. Before I notice it, the gun was pointed towards my chest.
What the fuck face didn't kno... | It started on a normal Monday morning. I walked downstairs and made myself a bowl of cereal. My roommate walked in just as I finished eating.
"Hey dude!" I said cheerily. "Want something? I made coffee."
He looked at me funny. We never really got along. Nothing had happened, we just didn't have much in common.
"U... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I've made a deal with _Death_. When I "died" death came up to me and said
"Congratulations! You're the 100th billion person to die! You can choose to live on in heaven OR choose to live forever back on Earth! As long as you kill a person, that person will give you 20 more years to live! But with a cost..."
Of cours... | It started on a normal Monday morning. I walked downstairs and made myself a bowl of cereal. My roommate walked in just as I finished eating.
"Hey dude!" I said cheerily. "Want something? I made coffee."
He looked at me funny. We never really got along. Nothing had happened, we just didn't have much in common.
"U... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | "Look, let's just get this over with so we can eat lunch. Guilty."
"There's no evidence, I can't convict him without evidence."
"What are you, stupid? Did you see how old he is? Besides, it says right here he was born one hundred years ago. Statistically, most men are dead by then. And he's in excellent health."
"... | It started on a normal Monday morning. I walked downstairs and made myself a bowl of cereal. My roommate walked in just as I finished eating.
"Hey dude!" I said cheerily. "Want something? I made coffee."
He looked at me funny. We never really got along. Nothing had happened, we just didn't have much in common.
"U... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | My first kill was a complete accident. I was working in the kitchen of *Le Franke*, the restaurant I cooked in. I was chopping some veggies for a dish when I felt a tap on my shoulder and a whisper in my ear. Startled, I whipped around only to find my knife stuck in the gut of my co-worker.
He looked down, then into ... | It started on a normal Monday morning. I walked downstairs and made myself a bowl of cereal. My roommate walked in just as I finished eating.
"Hey dude!" I said cheerily. "Want something? I made coffee."
He looked at me funny. We never really got along. Nothing had happened, we just didn't have much in common.
"U... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | It was...unfortunate to think about. The rituals we did out in the woods. The bonfires. Mein Fhurer promised us we'd all be practically immortal. We'd literally rule for a thousand years. We soon found out what price we would have to pay in order achieve this dream of ours.
It was on the evening of the winter solstice... | A thin wisp of smoke lazily trailed from the smouldering remains of a cigarette, buried deep within a charcoal gray ash tray. The room was deafened by the silence, save for the soft mechanical tick of a clock that hung on the wall. Its only sin was being off by about two minutes.
With a solemn gaze, a figure turned hi... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The steel door was the only thing in the room with me. Four concrete walls and the giant steel door. Pacing does terrible things to ones mental state, alas, I was trapped into this perpetual cycle of pace, hold head in hands, rinse and repeat.
Not many women end up in a place like this. Less than 8% according to Wikip... | A thin wisp of smoke lazily trailed from the smouldering remains of a cigarette, buried deep within a charcoal gray ash tray. The room was deafened by the silence, save for the soft mechanical tick of a clock that hung on the wall. Its only sin was being off by about two minutes.
With a solemn gaze, a figure turned hi... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I glance at the blood running out of my veins, into the dialysis machine and back into my body, skipping my failed organs.
I'm 453, and as anyone knows, that means I killed people and racked up a lot of 20s.
The first was when I was 12. I went to a nearby lake with a friend days after his birthday, and him and I made... | A thin wisp of smoke lazily trailed from the smouldering remains of a cigarette, buried deep within a charcoal gray ash tray. The room was deafened by the silence, save for the soft mechanical tick of a clock that hung on the wall. Its only sin was being off by about two minutes.
With a solemn gaze, a figure turned hi... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | Shit, it was a gun.
That was the first thing I thought to myself when I saw the man pull out his hand. How stupid of me, thinking I could take on this fucking robber.
The fuck face and his gun seemed to smile at me for a second. Before I notice it, the gun was pointed towards my chest.
What the fuck face didn't kno... | A thin wisp of smoke lazily trailed from the smouldering remains of a cigarette, buried deep within a charcoal gray ash tray. The room was deafened by the silence, save for the soft mechanical tick of a clock that hung on the wall. Its only sin was being off by about two minutes.
With a solemn gaze, a figure turned hi... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I've made a deal with _Death_. When I "died" death came up to me and said
"Congratulations! You're the 100th billion person to die! You can choose to live on in heaven OR choose to live forever back on Earth! As long as you kill a person, that person will give you 20 more years to live! But with a cost..."
Of cours... | A thin wisp of smoke lazily trailed from the smouldering remains of a cigarette, buried deep within a charcoal gray ash tray. The room was deafened by the silence, save for the soft mechanical tick of a clock that hung on the wall. Its only sin was being off by about two minutes.
With a solemn gaze, a figure turned hi... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | "Look, let's just get this over with so we can eat lunch. Guilty."
"There's no evidence, I can't convict him without evidence."
"What are you, stupid? Did you see how old he is? Besides, it says right here he was born one hundred years ago. Statistically, most men are dead by then. And he's in excellent health."
"... | A thin wisp of smoke lazily trailed from the smouldering remains of a cigarette, buried deep within a charcoal gray ash tray. The room was deafened by the silence, save for the soft mechanical tick of a clock that hung on the wall. Its only sin was being off by about two minutes.
With a solemn gaze, a figure turned hi... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | The steel door was the only thing in the room with me. Four concrete walls and the giant steel door. Pacing does terrible things to ones mental state, alas, I was trapped into this perpetual cycle of pace, hold head in hands, rinse and repeat.
Not many women end up in a place like this. Less than 8% according to Wikip... | It was...unfortunate to think about. The rituals we did out in the woods. The bonfires. Mein Fhurer promised us we'd all be practically immortal. We'd literally rule for a thousand years. We soon found out what price we would have to pay in order achieve this dream of ours.
It was on the evening of the winter solstice... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I glance at the blood running out of my veins, into the dialysis machine and back into my body, skipping my failed organs.
I'm 453, and as anyone knows, that means I killed people and racked up a lot of 20s.
The first was when I was 12. I went to a nearby lake with a friend days after his birthday, and him and I made... | It was...unfortunate to think about. The rituals we did out in the woods. The bonfires. Mein Fhurer promised us we'd all be practically immortal. We'd literally rule for a thousand years. We soon found out what price we would have to pay in order achieve this dream of ours.
It was on the evening of the winter solstice... |
First Reddit post ever. Please be gentle
Edit: Did not expect this to blow up. | [WP] Killing a person raises your life span by 20 years, but it comes with a cost. | I've made a deal with _Death_. When I "died" death came up to me and said
"Congratulations! You're the 100th billion person to die! You can choose to live on in heaven OR choose to live forever back on Earth! As long as you kill a person, that person will give you 20 more years to live! But with a cost..."
Of cours... | It was...unfortunate to think about. The rituals we did out in the woods. The bonfires. Mein Fhurer promised us we'd all be practically immortal. We'd literally rule for a thousand years. We soon found out what price we would have to pay in order achieve this dream of ours.
It was on the evening of the winter solstice... |
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