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[WP] You are a traveler who reaches a city where powerful magicians exist. The stronger a wizard, the less other wizards can sense him casting spells. You start showing off some card tricks to the locals for some coins and realize that some people in the audience look terrified. | It wasn’t the two in front I was worried about. They were tall, sure, and strapping too, packing more than enough muscle underneath their plain robes to toss me across the street if they so chose. But their eyes betrayed them. They were followers, obedient to a fault. They were guard dogs, honed and trained, but they l... | Something different! Time to change **less** to **more**.
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Nobody really expected such day. It was a day when the world got to know of him. It was the day when Shaun entered the city where the strongest Wizards were supposed to be.
But after a long journey, it was only natural that Shaun would try to fi... | |
[WP] You are a traveler who reaches a city where powerful magicians exist. The stronger a wizard, the less other wizards can sense him casting spells. You start showing off some card tricks to the locals for some coins and realize that some people in the audience look terrified. | It was Balthasar the Brilliant's first night in the Kingdom of Igok, and he had to admit, he was rather enjoying himself. He'd never even heard of the Kingdom before, never seen it on a map, and yet he already felt at home. He'd been travelling through the mountain-pass, when he'd seen it sparkling like a golden jewel ... | The city, set on a hill in an unrealistically beautiful landscape gleamed in the sunlight. The birds chirped a perfectly beautiful song. Water cascaded in the river merrily. The walls were a perfectly creamy white. Not a single stone was out of place.
Theo hated it. Magic poured out of every orifice. All he could do w... | |
[WP] Everyone in the world has suddenly become sterile. The people in this generation grow up, live their lives, and die knowing they are the last. | After the International sterilization event the worlds governments quickly put out a statement that gave the impression that there was hope, it must have been a virus. It could not have gotten everyone.
They found no one.
It was expected that there would be a state of panic that would sweep across the world because o... | Bella Flores - the youngest person on earth - killed herself last night. The night before her fortieth birthday.
I guess she didn’t want to attend the party.
We would’ve put on our best clothes and flooded the streets and celebrated our encroaching doom. No one had to worry about babysitters, at least.
In her tw... | |
[WP] Vampire bites create vampires. Werewolf bites create werewolves. Zombie bites create zombies. During a particularly rousing pub brawl, you were bitten by a wizard who then teleported away. Now you have until the next full moon to kill him or you'll become his apprentice. | The bite sizzles and a glistening blue, then purple light blazes from the wound, dazzling me as i stare into it. I can't look away. I can't see anything else but the beautiful lights. Then the lights change instantly to a deep red, almost as if I was bleeding and then the light vanishes. My trance ends and I whip my he... | The bite mark is scarred into my arm for the time. "Dude, what the hell?" I ask. The man who bit me looks around quickly. I run at him when he disappears in a flash of lights, leaving me blinding and stumbling around.
"Are you okay?" The bartender rushes over to my side, looking at the mark. "Why would he bite you." "... | |
[WP] Scientists have invented a serum that allows animals to speak. Your dog was recently given the serum, but it appears the treatment has not worked. Your cousin, whom you haven't seen since your youth, comes to town to visit. As the door opens, your dog suddenly whispers in your ear: "Run." | The line was long, but not as long, as some might imagine. It seemed to only be as busy as a denies on a particularly bad bar rush while the store was under staffed instead of as busy as Walmart on black Friday, with ten killer Christmas gifts that everyone and their brother wanted being released that day, kind of busy... |
“Max, you need to take out the recycling. Max? MAX!” I feel my headset being pulled off and I jerk my head around. My stepmother stands in my room, making a face like she’s had it up to about here with me. The feeling is mutual.
“What?”
“I said you need to take out the recycling, your uncle and cousin are going... | |
[WP] You are a simple farmer who lives in a land plagued by famine and war. Every night you pray to the God of Gods for help, but as always you get no response. However, this time it's different. While praying you hear a voice call out to you. "Why do you still pray to me?" | My tongue flickers over broken lips, an old habit, I know, it is pointless trying to wet the dry desert my lips have become.
I clear my throat, dislodging the dust that has settled after too many barren nights.
I hear her whimper, and I reach out to her.
My weathered hand buried in the oily blackness of her hair, I ... | The stone sits atop the broken mountain, cracked in half from the last time the wave of free people that passed through the land. The crops have come back, along with a new government, and a new quota to reach. It’s higher than before, and nobody can grow enough to feed the swelling Grey Army.
My son and daughter are... | |
[WP] You are a simple farmer who lives in a land plagued by famine and war. Every night you pray to the God of Gods for help, but as always you get no response. However, this time it's different. While praying you hear a voice call out to you. "Why do you still pray to me?" | My tongue flickers over broken lips, an old habit, I know, it is pointless trying to wet the dry desert my lips have become.
I clear my throat, dislodging the dust that has settled after too many barren nights.
I hear her whimper, and I reach out to her.
My weathered hand buried in the oily blackness of her hair, I ... | Nighttime used to be a frightening thing. When I was a child, I was frightened of monsters, demons, things that would grab me and take me into the dark.
That was before I learned that the real monsters walk in the daylight, and have names like you or I.
My village, my home, is so different now from how I remember it... | |
My idea was like slices of a ring, but I think opacity could be cool too. | [WP] Everyone has a halo visible to everyone else. The better you are, the fuller it is. A full circle signifies a saint, while a complete lack of one is the opposite. You've just run into someone with multiple halos. | "Left."
Beaming, I thanked the attendant and stepped into the queue on the left. Not that it really mattered. I still had to wait for my brother to go through security.
The line I was standing in progressed expeditiously. It took barely a minute to reach the front, where I fed the automated stile my ticket as I pa... | I was walking down the street one day, quite upset about the state of my Halo. My credit card had to be cancelled because of its dimness. I had just run over a dog with my car, and I was having trouble feeling bad about it. I wanted to be a good person. I even did all of the proper stuff to deal with the dog, but I jus... |
[WP] As a prank, you ordered something off the menu in a restaurant. Unbeknownst to you, the place is actually a front and you have just identified yourself as a top level agent. | "I'll have a hamburger", I stated to the waitress, smirking slightly.
It was my friend Eric's idea. We both had a long day at work, and needed to blow off some steam before going home to our respective families. While we daily partake of the cliché activity of grabbing a beer at the closest bar, today's overtime d... | We walk toward the restaurant. It was a diner known for their good food, and well hospitality. Being up in Calgary, Canada, I turn on my phone and ask Siri what the weather is, despite knowing it's quite cool out. She says in response, "It's partly sunny with it being 4 Celsius,". So after that, we walk into the diner ... | |
[WP] As a prank, you ordered something off the menu in a restaurant. Unbeknownst to you, the place is actually a front and you have just identified yourself as a top level agent. | “Hmmm” Ben mused, scanning the menu over another time. His eyes flicked from the allure of the appetizer section back to the soups. *The tomato looks good* he thought, licking his lips at the thought of the creamy bowl. *Then again, so does the clam chowder.* He looked up at the waitress who raised an eyebrow back at ... | We walk toward the restaurant. It was a diner known for their good food, and well hospitality. Being up in Calgary, Canada, I turn on my phone and ask Siri what the weather is, despite knowing it's quite cool out. She says in response, "It's partly sunny with it being 4 Celsius,". So after that, we walk into the diner ... | |
[WP] As a prank, you ordered something off the menu in a restaurant. Unbeknownst to you, the place is actually a front and you have just identified yourself as a top level agent. | Cod roe at three times the price of their best steak, with green beans (optional). Nothing else. Every time I ordered from this menu, I wondered why that particular item was there.
Well, I wasn't paying for it and I wasn't hungry after hearing that tell-tale giggle from a woman and the too-fond goodbye from my boyfrie... | We walk toward the restaurant. It was a diner known for their good food, and well hospitality. Being up in Calgary, Canada, I turn on my phone and ask Siri what the weather is, despite knowing it's quite cool out. She says in response, "It's partly sunny with it being 4 Celsius,". So after that, we walk into the diner ... | |
[WP] As a prank, you ordered something off the menu in a restaurant. Unbeknownst to you, the place is actually a front and you have just identified yourself as a top level agent. | “Can I take your order, sir?” The waitress asks, distractedly. And when I say distractedly, I mean *not even looking at my general direction* distractedly. Wasn’t enough having an especially stressful day at work - did the entire goddamn population of San Francisco decide to break their cars today or something? - I als... | We walk toward the restaurant. It was a diner known for their good food, and well hospitality. Being up in Calgary, Canada, I turn on my phone and ask Siri what the weather is, despite knowing it's quite cool out. She says in response, "It's partly sunny with it being 4 Celsius,". So after that, we walk into the diner ... | |
[WP] As a prank, you ordered something off the menu in a restaurant. Unbeknownst to you, the place is actually a front and you have just identified yourself as a top level agent. | “Hmmm” Ben mused, scanning the menu over another time. His eyes flicked from the allure of the appetizer section back to the soups. *The tomato looks good* he thought, licking his lips at the thought of the creamy bowl. *Then again, so does the clam chowder.* He looked up at the waitress who raised an eyebrow back at ... | "I'll have a hamburger", I stated to the waitress, smirking slightly.
It was my friend Eric's idea. We both had a long day at work, and needed to blow off some steam before going home to our respective families. While we daily partake of the cliché activity of grabbing a beer at the closest bar, today's overtime d... | |
[WP] As a prank, you ordered something off the menu in a restaurant. Unbeknownst to you, the place is actually a front and you have just identified yourself as a top level agent. | “Can I take your order, sir?” The waitress asks, distractedly. And when I say distractedly, I mean *not even looking at my general direction* distractedly. Wasn’t enough having an especially stressful day at work - did the entire goddamn population of San Francisco decide to break their cars today or something? - I als... | (I treat this as flash fiction, I stop at 25 min. Just to get my brain working for the day)
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Every day for the past six months, Natalie put on her best smile. And the appropraite black skirt or pants. White shirt and tie. She grabbed her order pad. And the nametag that said "... | |
[WP] Your super power is common sense. When the super hero teams go out, you are there to take care of basic tasks for the sheltered supers, such as buying metro passes, ordering food, taking phone calls, and sometimes saving the day. | The situation was dire. It was more than dire, it was disastrous. There were no solutions and there would never be any solutions and the world was doomed!
"Hey buddy?"
Karen's voice was probing, curious, but not overtly concerned. She didn't understand. Karen NEVER understood.
"I'm a little tied up at the moment... | You know, kids like to imagine themselves as "superhero" saving the day. But then, they face the hard truth: they don't have any superpower, and they are forced to grow up.
The problem with superheros is that they do have superpower, so they never need to grow up. Eternal kids playing in the world playground, unable t... | |
[WP] Your super power is common sense. When the super hero teams go out, you are there to take care of basic tasks for the sheltered supers, such as buying metro passes, ordering food, taking phone calls, and sometimes saving the day. | I've always been of the mind that people tend to have a similar level of expertise, just distributed in different ways. Some scientists are quirky because they traded off sanity for knowledge, while middle managers invert this. To my chagrin, but ever continuing employment, supers are no exception to this.
Their shelt... | You know, kids like to imagine themselves as "superhero" saving the day. But then, they face the hard truth: they don't have any superpower, and they are forced to grow up.
The problem with superheros is that they do have superpower, so they never need to grow up. Eternal kids playing in the world playground, unable t... | |
[WP] Humanity has touched the stars. Countless millennia have past and Earth has become a myth, a story to tell your children at night. You were one of those children, inspired by the idea all of humanity coming from a single planet, you set you sights to Earth to try and find the human birthplace. | Gathered friends, listen again to our legend. In the time before time, there was Earth. Cold and alone, she wandered the great nothingness, searching for a purpose. It was there that the Sun, a great being, powerful and in his prime, took pity on Earth and so drew her into his warm embrace. Sun bathed Earth in his heat... | Fredrick Von Hammenstein XVII hands flew across the control panel, entering orders to the ship’s onboard AI. He flinched as he heard the voices again, whispering commands. They had guided him from a young age, to seek out the birthplace of Humanity, Earth. Many had called him crazy, which in part he was. They had shunn... | |
[WP] Humanity has touched the stars. Countless millennia have past and Earth has become a myth, a story to tell your children at night. You were one of those children, inspired by the idea all of humanity coming from a single planet, you set you sights to Earth to try and find the human birthplace. | Gathered friends, listen again to our legend. In the time before time, there was Earth. Cold and alone, she wandered the great nothingness, searching for a purpose. It was there that the Sun, a great being, powerful and in his prime, took pity on Earth and so drew her into his warm embrace. Sun bathed Earth in his heat... | \[Poem\]
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Within this hull lies dark and cold
a voyager, in search of legends told
of memories and treasures there,
just beyond our common sphere.
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A lost history of common light
just beyond the horizon, out of sight
intrigues me so, and thus I send
my body to the known realm's end.
&... | |
[WP] Humanity has touched the stars. Countless millennia have past and Earth has become a myth, a story to tell your children at night. You were one of those children, inspired by the idea all of humanity coming from a single planet, you set you sights to Earth to try and find the human birthplace. | "Captain, we're edging up on The Origin Point. Do you want to come up to the deck to see it?" My first mate, Amar, asks.
I shoot him a half-smile and reply, "In a moment, Mar."
"Don't wait too long! You've worked far too hard to let this moment pass." Amar winks at me before exiting the room.
My half-smile fades w... | It had been a long two years, but they'd finally made it. According to all of the star maps they'd dug up, they would be nearing Earth's orbit within the next few minutes. Janice couldn't believe it- after over ten-thousand years, they'd be the first humans to lay eyes on their home world once again.
Finding it had ... | |
[WP] Humanity has touched the stars. Countless millennia have past and Earth has become a myth, a story to tell your children at night. You were one of those children, inspired by the idea all of humanity coming from a single planet, you set you sights to Earth to try and find the human birthplace. | It was challenging for Allie Xu to make her way through the *Triton*. Everyone she passed only wanted to clap her on the back, or pump her hand in congratulations, or make a toast to their combined achievements. As Captain she felt obliged to join in the merriment, but her mind was only on searching for her second-in-c... | *Excerpt from ship audio, 02/26/12020*
As time went on, our fondness of our homeworld became something more like reverence, holiness. And as we branched out across the Milky Way, the names for our star systems became longer and more specific. We never changed the name of our home; it was better that this place not mat... | |
[WP] Humanity has touched the stars. Countless millennia have past and Earth has become a myth, a story to tell your children at night. You were one of those children, inspired by the idea all of humanity coming from a single planet, you set you sights to Earth to try and find the human birthplace. | Myles was a long way from the space station orbiting Sirius A that he had grown up on. A pilot of a exploration class spaceship. A minimal crew kept the ship in working order whenever they entered a new star system. For the times they were just traveling in the vastness of space, cryogen pods kept them sleeping.
Myle... | I didn't think it would be so small, but then again no one believes the humble beginnings they start from. We had crossed the Andromeda shower and just like that the old maps had started to make sense. Beyond this desolated frozen rock which according to the map was called Pluto lay Planet Earth.
The scout had alre... | |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | I would love a cool origin story.
Everyone else has one it seems-orphaned and adopted by alien parents, bitten by an arachnid, ultra-rays or the like.
Heck, I still live with my folks and even have all 4 grandparents...along with the nosiest little bother, oops I mean brother.
I can pin down the exact day everythin... | "Stop, criminal!" Shouted the newly dubbed Ultradude. The "criminal" in question seemed unsure of what to do, faced with such a mighty hero. He raised his weapon and fired, causing Ultradude to flinch, before realizing he didn't even feel the bullets. The man saw Ultradude's invulnerability and made to run, but decide... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | "Gas man is robbing a bank! Please help! **cough cough**" said the policeman over the radio.
"*What even is my power? Whats my real name?"* I thought to myself.
Before long I was there, stood outside the bank, I looked inside the bank, everyone coughing and struggling. I lock eyes with the villain and begin to motion... | "Stop, criminal!" Shouted the newly dubbed Ultradude. The "criminal" in question seemed unsure of what to do, faced with such a mighty hero. He raised his weapon and fired, causing Ultradude to flinch, before realizing he didn't even feel the bullets. The man saw Ultradude's invulnerability and made to run, but decide... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | I knocked on the door, then put my hands in my pockets and whistled quietly to myself. I always get nervous when I'm saving the world.
People call me the Angel of Death, I don't know why. They don't say it to my face. To my face, they just call me Sir.
People always seem uncomfortable around me. They avoid me. I ... | "Stop, criminal!" Shouted the newly dubbed Ultradude. The "criminal" in question seemed unsure of what to do, faced with such a mighty hero. He raised his weapon and fired, causing Ultradude to flinch, before realizing he didn't even feel the bullets. The man saw Ultradude's invulnerability and made to run, but decide... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | With the sun finally setting over Kross City, having narrowly avoided disaster that day, it's savior sat on the couch with the TV on eating a microwave dinner. David Green was his name and yet the world knew him by a different one; one he would forever regret saying.
"Today Kross City rejoices as we narrowly escape wh... | "Stop, criminal!" Shouted the newly dubbed Ultradude. The "criminal" in question seemed unsure of what to do, faced with such a mighty hero. He raised his weapon and fired, causing Ultradude to flinch, before realizing he didn't even feel the bullets. The man saw Ultradude's invulnerability and made to run, but decide... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | The truth is, I might have a superpower at this point, simply through exposure - Super powers are, after all, contagious.
Here is how you get superpowers. First, you meet someone else with super powers. Or, better, several super powered individuals.
And then you have something happen to you that should kill you, and... | "Stop, criminal!" Shouted the newly dubbed Ultradude. The "criminal" in question seemed unsure of what to do, faced with such a mighty hero. He raised his weapon and fired, causing Ultradude to flinch, before realizing he didn't even feel the bullets. The man saw Ultradude's invulnerability and made to run, but decide... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | Maybe it was a joke. A joke that got too real.
Im guessing it was some viral video, of the first time I stood up to someone. Someone taped me as a mugging was taking place, and I stumbled into the guy who fell on his own knife, and died almost instantly. But from that cameras view, i just threw down a man 3x bigger th... | "Stop, criminal!" Shouted the newly dubbed Ultradude. The "criminal" in question seemed unsure of what to do, faced with such a mighty hero. He raised his weapon and fired, causing Ultradude to flinch, before realizing he didn't even feel the bullets. The man saw Ultradude's invulnerability and made to run, but decide... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | The department of power management was established after an incident where a young man's powers went out of control resulting in a massive release of energy. Prior to that everyone had believed that powers were rare. But in the aftermath, it emerged that someone had a set of powers that could have solved the issue easi... | "Stop, criminal!" Shouted the newly dubbed Ultradude. The "criminal" in question seemed unsure of what to do, faced with such a mighty hero. He raised his weapon and fired, causing Ultradude to flinch, before realizing he didn't even feel the bullets. The man saw Ultradude's invulnerability and made to run, but decide... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | "Gas man is robbing a bank! Please help! **cough cough**" said the policeman over the radio.
"*What even is my power? Whats my real name?"* I thought to myself.
Before long I was there, stood outside the bank, I looked inside the bank, everyone coughing and struggling. I lock eyes with the villain and begin to motion... | I would love a cool origin story.
Everyone else has one it seems-orphaned and adopted by alien parents, bitten by an arachnid, ultra-rays or the like.
Heck, I still live with my folks and even have all 4 grandparents...along with the nosiest little bother, oops I mean brother.
I can pin down the exact day everythin... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | I knocked on the door, then put my hands in my pockets and whistled quietly to myself. I always get nervous when I'm saving the world.
People call me the Angel of Death, I don't know why. They don't say it to my face. To my face, they just call me Sir.
People always seem uncomfortable around me. They avoid me. I ... | I would love a cool origin story.
Everyone else has one it seems-orphaned and adopted by alien parents, bitten by an arachnid, ultra-rays or the like.
Heck, I still live with my folks and even have all 4 grandparents...along with the nosiest little bother, oops I mean brother.
I can pin down the exact day everythin... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | The department of power management was established after an incident where a young man's powers went out of control resulting in a massive release of energy. Prior to that everyone had believed that powers were rare. But in the aftermath, it emerged that someone had a set of powers that could have solved the issue easi... | I would love a cool origin story.
Everyone else has one it seems-orphaned and adopted by alien parents, bitten by an arachnid, ultra-rays or the like.
Heck, I still live with my folks and even have all 4 grandparents...along with the nosiest little bother, oops I mean brother.
I can pin down the exact day everythin... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | The department of power management was established after an incident where a young man's powers went out of control resulting in a massive release of energy. Prior to that everyone had believed that powers were rare. But in the aftermath, it emerged that someone had a set of powers that could have solved the issue easi... | "Gas man is robbing a bank! Please help! **cough cough**" said the policeman over the radio.
"*What even is my power? Whats my real name?"* I thought to myself.
Before long I was there, stood outside the bank, I looked inside the bank, everyone coughing and struggling. I lock eyes with the villain and begin to motion... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | The department of power management was established after an incident where a young man's powers went out of control resulting in a massive release of energy. Prior to that everyone had believed that powers were rare. But in the aftermath, it emerged that someone had a set of powers that could have solved the issue easi... | With the sun finally setting over Kross City, having narrowly avoided disaster that day, it's savior sat on the couch with the TV on eating a microwave dinner. David Green was his name and yet the world knew him by a different one; one he would forever regret saying.
"Today Kross City rejoices as we narrowly escape wh... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | Maybe it was a joke. A joke that got too real.
Im guessing it was some viral video, of the first time I stood up to someone. Someone taped me as a mugging was taking place, and I stumbled into the guy who fell on his own knife, and died almost instantly. But from that cameras view, i just threw down a man 3x bigger th... | The truth is, I might have a superpower at this point, simply through exposure - Super powers are, after all, contagious.
Here is how you get superpowers. First, you meet someone else with super powers. Or, better, several super powered individuals.
And then you have something happen to you that should kill you, and... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | The department of power management was established after an incident where a young man's powers went out of control resulting in a massive release of energy. Prior to that everyone had believed that powers were rare. But in the aftermath, it emerged that someone had a set of powers that could have solved the issue easi... | The truth is, I might have a superpower at this point, simply through exposure - Super powers are, after all, contagious.
Here is how you get superpowers. First, you meet someone else with super powers. Or, better, several super powered individuals.
And then you have something happen to you that should kill you, and... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | The department of power management was established after an incident where a young man's powers went out of control resulting in a massive release of energy. Prior to that everyone had believed that powers were rare. But in the aftermath, it emerged that someone had a set of powers that could have solved the issue easi... | Maybe it was a joke. A joke that got too real.
Im guessing it was some viral video, of the first time I stood up to someone. Someone taped me as a mugging was taking place, and I stumbled into the guy who fell on his own knife, and died almost instantly. But from that cameras view, i just threw down a man 3x bigger th... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | I’ve always been a loner.
Growing up, my overly protective single mother rarely let me out of the house. I was homeschooled, so I didn’t have many friends.
It was only at age 17, after my mother’s death that things got weird. I didn’t understand it at the time, but my whole world would change.
When my mother died, I... | I remember the day it all started. It was early in the morning, so early the sun was just starting to peak over the mountains casting the sky in shades of red and purple.
I was walking down to the local Coffee shop, it was only just a few blocks down from where I lived. Coffee tasted horrible mind you, but I didn’t r... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | (This one kind of strayed from the prompt. I'm going to make some edits to make things happen without any actual effort from the protagonist.)
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Kirk T. Burbank shrugged on his jacket and walked out the door into the crisp fall air. Stepping outside Kirk was greeted by an assortment of familiar sights and ... | I remember the day it all started. It was early in the morning, so early the sun was just starting to peak over the mountains casting the sky in shades of red and purple.
I was walking down to the local Coffee shop, it was only just a few blocks down from where I lived. Coffee tasted horrible mind you, but I didn’t r... |
Edit: Ayyy, looks like this post has beaten my previous upvote high score by about 9.8 thousand! | [WP] You are a superhero. Your power? ... You don’t know. One day people just started considering you a superhero and sending you to deal with the super villains of the world, who promptly surrender when they encounter you. | "He knows!" you think as you gaze at the, stone faced, long haired, man in the seat across from you. The plane rattles and shakes. Still, his gaze is fixed upon you. You wipe your brow even though it is frigid in the military cargo plane.
"Some turbulence, eh?" you offer wishing you hadn't accepted the mission.
He r... | I remember the day it all started. It was early in the morning, so early the sun was just starting to peak over the mountains casting the sky in shades of red and purple.
I was walking down to the local Coffee shop, it was only just a few blocks down from where I lived. Coffee tasted horrible mind you, but I didn’t r... |
[WP]: Immortal vampires don’t fall in love with teenage girls. Vampires fall for cynical middle-aged women who have been through enough not to be impressed by anything, because honestly, that’s refreshing. | I sat, in nervous anticipation, holding my book of letters and notes. This seemingly harmless volume had been responsible for the beginnings of endings to all of my previous relationships. As soon as those previous girlfriends had become aware of my immortality, they’d acted weirdly around me. But Linda wasn’t like the... | “You look absolutely ravishing tonight,” Edward murmured. He appraised Vanessa with hunger and delight. She had slipped off the thick wool overcoat to reveal a deep red dress that showed off the curvy figure of a woman who kept good care of her body. Vanessa laughed as she put down her lipstick-stained champagne glass.... | |
[WP]: Immortal vampires don’t fall in love with teenage girls. Vampires fall for cynical middle-aged women who have been through enough not to be impressed by anything, because honestly, that’s refreshing. | I sat, in nervous anticipation, holding my book of letters and notes. This seemingly harmless volume had been responsible for the beginnings of endings to all of my previous relationships. As soon as those previous girlfriends had become aware of my immortality, they’d acted weirdly around me. But Linda wasn’t like the... | There's a a slight pitter-patter on the rooftops and street as you walk by various houses, each with a slightly different yard ornament. The air smells musty and rotten.
You think to yourself, "it could be the dumpsters," you give pause as you think a little more. "No, it's most definitely this cloak. Gertrude was ri... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a mark. Some share the mark with their soulmate, others with their mortal enemy. Good luck figuring out which is which. | Ruby was covered in wounds. Scars that would never heal right, and burns that would never truly leave her body. Despite it all, she could admire herself in the mirror, as she stared at her mark. Life had been a cruel mistress that never loved her, but despite it all, she had applied for mark location. They had found a ... | I am walking alone through the park to get to school. It is pretty hot out, which doesn’t help my headache. I rub the mark in the center of my forehead. My mark is of an orange tree. I have never met anyone else with an orange tree mark. My mother says that this is a blessing. I don’t know. I have heard stories of what... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a mark. Some share the mark with their soulmate, others with their mortal enemy. Good luck figuring out which is which. | He was stupid. Donovan hadn’t paid any attention to wear he was pushing the fight to, just that he was finally winning against Aiden. Twelve months ago they’d passed each other, Glaring because Mitchell’s and Tanners did not pass each other without glaring, when they both yelled out, both grabbed their right arms in p... | I am walking alone through the park to get to school. It is pretty hot out, which doesn’t help my headache. I rub the mark in the center of my forehead. My mark is of an orange tree. I have never met anyone else with an orange tree mark. My mother says that this is a blessing. I don’t know. I have heard stories of what... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a mark. Some share the mark with their soulmate, others with their mortal enemy. Good luck figuring out which is which. | He was stupid. Donovan hadn’t paid any attention to wear he was pushing the fight to, just that he was finally winning against Aiden. Twelve months ago they’d passed each other, Glaring because Mitchell’s and Tanners did not pass each other without glaring, when they both yelled out, both grabbed their right arms in p... | Half the city floats in love, the other half sinks in desperation. A bead of sweat salted my mouth. My two pointer-fingers flew across the keyboard in a rehearsed dance. My personal information filled the screen: Name, Birthday, Social Security, Government Id.
My little brother tugged on my arm, “Come on, I want to ... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a mark. Some share the mark with their soulmate, others with their mortal enemy. Good luck figuring out which is which. | Some of us bare our right wrists, some cover it, glancing furtively at the hands of everyone else. It was dangerous to Show, but more thrilling than to Hide. Hiders didn't understand what it was like to walk by a stranger in the store, the two of you circling, trying not to make obvious that you're looking, but you bot... | Half the city floats in love, the other half sinks in desperation. A bead of sweat salted my mouth. My two pointer-fingers flew across the keyboard in a rehearsed dance. My personal information filled the screen: Name, Birthday, Social Security, Government Id.
My little brother tugged on my arm, “Come on, I want to ... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a mark. Some share the mark with their soulmate, others with their mortal enemy. Good luck figuring out which is which. | Some of us bare our right wrists, some cover it, glancing furtively at the hands of everyone else. It was dangerous to Show, but more thrilling than to Hide. Hiders didn't understand what it was like to walk by a stranger in the store, the two of you circling, trying not to make obvious that you're looking, but you bot... | My best friend, Carlos, nudged me as the kids from the other classroom came into the room. "See that one in the blue shirt? The blonde one?" he whispered. "That's the new girl. Isn't she hot?"
"I guess." I shrugged, playing it cool.
"You think she's single?" He pondered out-loud.
"Uhhh, I guess? That would be prett... | |
[WP] Nobody understood why the dragon decided to live at the zoo, but she's long been the most popular attraction there. She'll pose for pictures with anyone, loves it when visitors throw gold coins in her enclosure, and she's not above playacting for the young "knights" that come to do battle. | Wednesday's were usually fun for the Ol' Girl. Afternoons always had the best feast of the week and the new-comers got to practice their bit for Saturday's shows. Abe, one of the newest "Knights of the Round" was eager for his chance to show the crowds what he was capable of and made it clear in no uncertain terms.
"... | *For eons, I had been a creature of destruction. The Master of All Creation gifted me with incomparable power, for the world in its beginning was a merciless place. Throughout my youth I drifted through a void of immeasurable destitution, with only the ruinous flames I held in my belly to provide light. There was no pa... | |
[WP] You're a small-time god, with only one follower. They moved to the big city and you followed, determined to make it as one of the revered gods of the pantheon. The temple district was over-crowded, so you decided to make a local park your sacred home. A year later, everyone knows your name. | "Why do you bother?"
I looked up from my small collection of litter. The soda cans and plastic wrappers piled together into a tiny mountain of refuse. I held out my hand for Claire to hand me a bag.
"Because it makes me happy. And no one's asking you to stay," I said.
Claire rolled her eyes, but handed me the b... | "Helsik!!!!!!"
Ahh to hear my name screamed so oftenly now a days is much better than a temple. Those Gods are weak compared to me. Now that everyone knows my name my power has become immeasurable.
I can change this world to anything i desire... But i only desire one thing.
I stand from my throne to look out to th... | |
[WP] After the elves wiped out all of humanity, you are the only survivor. You scavenge in the ruins of civilization when one day you find a book. Turns out it contains the lost art of necromancy. Upon resurrecting the first corpse you realise that you can finally plan your revenge. | Wars had been common for millennia, the balance always tilting a bit further, until the last one. For eons they had threatened us, but I found something that would make a difference. There would be no more wars.
I did what was needed. I got rid of them, of the enemy.
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But all of this was so long ago. I a... | Before the War of the Teldori, where the elves' superiority over man culminated in the human extinction, Paul was but a simple plumber. No family, limited friends and no real hobbies, he never imagined being the last human alive let alone seemingly the last survivor. Hunger had started to take hold but, due to lack of ... | |
[WP] After the elves wiped out all of humanity, you are the only survivor. You scavenge in the ruins of civilization when one day you find a book. Turns out it contains the lost art of necromancy. Upon resurrecting the first corpse you realise that you can finally plan your revenge. | Wars had been common for millennia, the balance always tilting a bit further, until the last one. For eons they had threatened us, but I found something that would make a difference. There would be no more wars.
I did what was needed. I got rid of them, of the enemy.
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But all of this was so long ago. I a... | Issac sat in a dimly lit room. The air was stale, the only scents one could discern were the musk of old books and the sour notes of his own unwashed body. Books littered the floor, the library seemed to him as almost an homage to the streets outside. The stories like those of the countless souls on the cobble stones,... | |
[WP] You’re the sole survivor of the sudden and mysterious death of all humanity. You’ve been dodging insanity for decades by talking to mannequins and puppets. One day, sitting in your shelter, there’s a knock on your door. | I sat up in bed with a start, not really sure what was going on. There were always noises. The world is a noisy place. In fact, as I looked around the room, the wind was blowing so strongly there was a sharp whistling sound going around the wall. I felt certain that the whistling had not woken me up.
The world use... | The mirror is scuffed and crusty with dirt, almost to the point where Paul can no longer see himself reflected in it.
Not that this is much of a loss. What little Paul can make out of his face disturbs him. Gone is the smooth, youthful skin, gone the wide, happy eyes and easy smile of his youth. In their place he seem... | |
[WP] You’re the sole survivor of the sudden and mysterious death of all humanity. You’ve been dodging insanity for decades by talking to mannequins and puppets. One day, sitting in your shelter, there’s a knock on your door. | *Knock Knock Knock*
Repetitious, repeated, and concise. These were not the knocks of an animal, these were made by intelligent thought. Outside the windows was a black abyss, my simple candle from inside could not illuminate much and would likely be swallowed by the cold void.
*Knock Knock Knock*
Again, a person? ... | The mirror is scuffed and crusty with dirt, almost to the point where Paul can no longer see himself reflected in it.
Not that this is much of a loss. What little Paul can make out of his face disturbs him. Gone is the smooth, youthful skin, gone the wide, happy eyes and easy smile of his youth. In their place he seem... | |
[WP] You're having a discussion with your friend about Christianity in a dingy bar. "Jesus is never coming back", the friend exclaims, "besides, why would he save us?". In the corner, a bearded, tattooed man stands up. "I've been here since '99", Jesus epxlains. "I've been looking for a reason too". | "I'm telling you, the world is fucked." said Aiden.
My friend had been getting steadily more drunk over the past hour and was starting to get pessimistic as he does when he's drunk.
"The world is turning into a fireball, countries are having dick measuring contests with nukes, and to top it all off." Aiden takes anot... | That night, he dreamt.
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There was no greater heresy than that of Yeshu, Rabbi of the Nazarenes. No greater lie, no greater false construction than what that man, the Lamb of God, the one who loved, perpetuated.
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Yet Rabbi Richard Rubenstein propounded a doctrine no less heretical, no less tr... | |
[WP] You're having a discussion with your friend about Christianity in a dingy bar. "Jesus is never coming back", the friend exclaims, "besides, why would he save us?". In the corner, a bearded, tattooed man stands up. "I've been here since '99", Jesus epxlains. "I've been looking for a reason too". | "I'm telling you, the world is fucked." said Aiden.
My friend had been getting steadily more drunk over the past hour and was starting to get pessimistic as he does when he's drunk.
"The world is turning into a fireball, countries are having dick measuring contests with nukes, and to top it all off." Aiden takes anot... | I stare, for just a moment, before I groan, and plant my face in my hands. This god damn argument… and now some nutcase with...hows it called divine delusion? Is getting in. You know what, I’m done with this. “Every time! Every goddamn time.” This draws a sharp hey from the tattooed person. “Not christian, bloody rules... | |
[WP] You're having a discussion with your friend about Christianity in a dingy bar. "Jesus is never coming back", the friend exclaims, "besides, why would he save us?". In the corner, a bearded, tattooed man stands up. "I've been here since '99", Jesus epxlains. "I've been looking for a reason too". | Our burly new friend carried three pints over to us, holding them steady in his massive hands. Towering above us, our buddy Jesus stood at about seven feet, give or take a few inches. A massive beard that any man could be envious of, and billowing golden locks being halo'd by an overhead light left me one thought as th... | I stare, for just a moment, before I groan, and plant my face in my hands. This god damn argument… and now some nutcase with...hows it called divine delusion? Is getting in. You know what, I’m done with this. “Every time! Every goddamn time.” This draws a sharp hey from the tattooed person. “Not christian, bloody rules... | |
[WP] You're having a discussion with your friend about Christianity in a dingy bar. "Jesus is never coming back", the friend exclaims, "besides, why would he save us?". In the corner, a bearded, tattooed man stands up. "I've been here since '99", Jesus epxlains. "I've been looking for a reason too". | "Haha, yeah, sure", I replied, "and you are another of those self-proclaimed prophets that are running around, right?"
"Well, while it's true there are some, I'm actually the real one, so I can understand your lack of faith, though I need to say it does still not quite please me. Barman, one large glass of water please... | I stare, for just a moment, before I groan, and plant my face in my hands. This god damn argument… and now some nutcase with...hows it called divine delusion? Is getting in. You know what, I’m done with this. “Every time! Every goddamn time.” This draws a sharp hey from the tattooed person. “Not christian, bloody rules... | |
[WP] You're a retired supervillain whos just trying to live a normal life, however the heroes still come to stop you in everyday situations. | The spotlight centers on me, bathing me in its brilliant light. All around me I see darkness, as my eyes adjust to the intensity.
As my vision clears, I see the faces of the people in attendance. Over twenty thousand people, waiting for me.
I clear my throat, making sure the microphone attached to my ear is on. I ad... | I wake up and wet stench on my pillow is proof of life. I rub the sleep out of my eyes before I get up to the restroom. I place toothpaste on the brush, wet the combination, and begin to brush my teeth, only before I can begin, the toothbrush is knocked out of my hand.
"Not on my watch." a caped crusader announces.
I... | |
[WP] You're a retired supervillain whos just trying to live a normal life, however the heroes still come to stop you in everyday situations. | "Did you find everything okay?"
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"Yes. I also wanted to use this...oh, wait."
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"What?"
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"I'm sorry, I just noticed that--"
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I'm interrupted by the noise of a hole being punched through the ceiling. From the outside.
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"What the fuck??" the cashier ask... | I wake up and wet stench on my pillow is proof of life. I rub the sleep out of my eyes before I get up to the restroom. I place toothpaste on the brush, wet the combination, and begin to brush my teeth, only before I can begin, the toothbrush is knocked out of my hand.
"Not on my watch." a caped crusader announces.
I... | |
[WP] You're a retired supervillain whos just trying to live a normal life, however the heroes still come to stop you in everyday situations. | I gave it up ages ago.
I mean we all make mistakes right? Like kill a couple innocents or level a city or two. What i'm trying to say is that it had been another life and another time and somewhere along the line I just got tired of it all.
Nowadays I try to get my coffee and some asshole in spandex comes to knock it... | I wake up and wet stench on my pillow is proof of life. I rub the sleep out of my eyes before I get up to the restroom. I place toothpaste on the brush, wet the combination, and begin to brush my teeth, only before I can begin, the toothbrush is knocked out of my hand.
"Not on my watch." a caped crusader announces.
I... | |
[WP] You're a retired supervillain whos just trying to live a normal life, however the heroes still come to stop you in everyday situations. | I gave it up ages ago.
I mean we all make mistakes right? Like kill a couple innocents or level a city or two. What i'm trying to say is that it had been another life and another time and somewhere along the line I just got tired of it all.
Nowadays I try to get my coffee and some asshole in spandex comes to knock it... | Look, I get it, I was the super villain “Chameleon” and did some bad stuff. I remember my first crime, shoplifting a playboy magazine. I was 15. But that’s besides the point. I may have stolen over 25 million dollars in cash (successfully), I may have also stolen a military fighter jet that can camouflage so well it pr... | |
[WP] You live in a sealed luxury apartment. Every day you must step into a small room containing a gun, a prisoner in a chair, and a voice detailing their crimes. If you do not execute them you are held responsible for any future crimes they commit. Today you are given another option. | I sat in my apartment overlooking the bay, sipping my morning tea. My apartment reflected my life, orderly, minimal, and cold. I say my apartment, but I really mean theirs...they owned this building, just as they did my life. I was in charge of a different life every day, and yet, I knew I couldn't make any in mine.
... | Daryl stepped out of the small, dim room and sighed. He closed his eyes and slowly counted to ten taking a breath at each number. He thought of the ritual as his last bit of humanity. He allowed himself a few seconds of regret after each kill just to feel normal again.
He tried to recall the feelings of the first time... | |
[WP] You live in a sealed luxury apartment. Every day you must step into a small room containing a gun, a prisoner in a chair, and a voice detailing their crimes. If you do not execute them you are held responsible for any future crimes they commit. Today you are given another option. | I sat in my apartment overlooking the bay, sipping my morning tea. My apartment reflected my life, orderly, minimal, and cold. I say my apartment, but I really mean theirs...they owned this building, just as they did my life. I was in charge of a different life every day, and yet, I knew I couldn't make any in mine.
... | "You should let me go," He said, sitting there, his hands bound behind his back. His ankles locked to the metal chair legs that were bolted down into the floor. His body seemed relaxed, other than the visibly unnatural position of being bound to a chair. His upper body wasn't stiff or rigid the way that some others h... | |
[WP] You live in a sealed luxury apartment. Every day you must step into a small room containing a gun, a prisoner in a chair, and a voice detailing their crimes. If you do not execute them you are held responsible for any future crimes they commit. Today you are given another option. | Killing another human being had become second nature to Lucy. Her punishment was cruel and unusual to say the least, but Lucy thought it sounded like a pretty sweet alternative to serving five in federal.
Locked into a high rise apartment with all the modern comforts and tasty meals delivered thrice per day, she was o... | "You should let me go," He said, sitting there, his hands bound behind his back. His ankles locked to the metal chair legs that were bolted down into the floor. His body seemed relaxed, other than the visibly unnatural position of being bound to a chair. His upper body wasn't stiff or rigid the way that some others h... | |
[WP] When cleaning out a famous doctor's storage unit, you find an odd manual. "The Human Machine: Debug Commands & How to Enable Administrator Mode" | I signed up to be Mr.Nolan's helper because I thought it would be a fun summer job. As an aspiring doctor myself, I thought about how amazing it would be to get actual experience learning from the legend himself. I simply couldn't contain myself once I found out that I was chosen, out of thousands of applicants, to wor... | As a kid, you always dream of being something, more. An astronaut, the president, anything. I never really dreamed of being a janitor, here I am. I sigh as I dip the mop back into the bucket. "What's it matter if this guy gets paid a gazillion dollars a year? I'm still just a dumbass janitor." I place the mop back in t... | |
[WP] You suffer from a terminal illness and have gone under cryopreservation to wait for the cure for said illness. You wake up, doctors smiling at you, and it’s only been 2 days. | “Are you sure about this? We’ll have the treatment available as early as Monday, possibly sooner.” My doctor rests her hand on my shoulder.
I cough into a closed fist and nod.
“Not much of a risk taker, huh?” She looks me over and sighs. “If you ask me, I think you’ll be just fine waiting, but…” Another sigh and the... | After hydration, and time in a warming blanket, I started to feel more attuned my surroundings. Heavy rain pelted the window behind my chair. The Doctors, who I'd seen just a few days before, had been all smiles when I finally realized who they were. Apparently their mirth was a related to a long episode of flatulence ... | |
[WP] You suffer from a terminal illness and have gone under cryopreservation to wait for the cure for said illness. You wake up, doctors smiling at you, and it’s only been 2 days. | "Dr. Jackson!?" Clark was astonished when the grey-haired man walked into his room. "You look just like I remember. So, what year is it? Am I cured?" The lean doctor smiled and shook his head as he approached the hospital bed.
"I apologize, Mr. Hunter. There have been a couple of developments that you need to know abo... | After hydration, and time in a warming blanket, I started to feel more attuned my surroundings. Heavy rain pelted the window behind my chair. The Doctors, who I'd seen just a few days before, had been all smiles when I finally realized who they were. Apparently their mirth was a related to a long episode of flatulence ... | |
[WP] You suffer from a terminal illness and have gone under cryopreservation to wait for the cure for said illness. You wake up, doctors smiling at you, and it’s only been 2 days. | "Dr. Jackson!?" Clark was astonished when the grey-haired man walked into his room. "You look just like I remember. So, what year is it? Am I cured?" The lean doctor smiled and shook his head as he approached the hospital bed.
"I apologize, Mr. Hunter. There have been a couple of developments that you need to know abo... | “Are you sure about this? We’ll have the treatment available as early as Monday, possibly sooner.” My doctor rests her hand on my shoulder.
I cough into a closed fist and nod.
“Not much of a risk taker, huh?” She looks me over and sighs. “If you ask me, I think you’ll be just fine waiting, but…” Another sigh and the... | |
[WP] You find out that the aliens chose you as a human to spy on and study in order to understand our species. Instead of fighting back, though, you decide to mess with them and give a totally distorted vision of humanity | Cresta glanced up from her phone and popped a bubble. "Can I help you?" she asked the figure in her room. The figure started a little and gaped at her.
"I...uh..." it said, and she figured it was a dude. More shredded than average, but otherwise.
"Just don't use all the hot water, OK. Dylan's still gotta get it from ... | If there were many things that Tatiana was expecting to learn today....
Discovering that she is the human chosen to be the model human for aliens to study WAS NOT in her list. (And it was all due to her overhearing their chatter while noticing their cameras.)
In fact, she was very very pissed off by this. Why her? Th... | |
[WP] aliens invade a high fantasy world. Neither side understand each other’s abilities. Aliens are terrified because they think wizards have strange undiscovered technology. Wizards are terrified because they think aliens have some kind of dark magic. | The invasion went as planned - until it didn't. The Dro'xos' warships had entered Perynn's atmosphere without trouble, and on the first day, they had managed to identify and surround three large cities on the continent known as Draphis among the primitive locals.
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But as the next morning came, the so-cal... | Magic that's what they called it some cosmic science mastered by primitives. But that was our luck when it came to our lordships conquest of another world. We were doomed as soon as our men at arms stumbled through that bloody rift.
The so called primitives were waiting for us on the other side. Small two legged crea... | |
[WP] The courts can determine exactly how and when you're going to die, but they're not allowed to tell you. They use this to make jail sentences proportional to remaining lifespan. You've just been convicted of murder, and the judge tells you you can just leave today. | They told me I had one day.
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Longing to run yet barely able to put each foot before the last I struggle to find my way out of the court as quickly as possible. I go through my options again but everything seems to just fall right into place. Some people would go out raping or murdering even more but I dou... | "Caleb Riversteen, You are sentenced to... go home." The judge announces, in which afterwards, he mutters under his breath in disbelief, "I can't believe this is happening."
"Go home ? There must be something wrong... I just came here hours ago. To confess my crime, isn't that correct ?" I argue, there must be a twist... | |
[WP] The courts can determine exactly how and when you're going to die, but they're not allowed to tell you. They use this to make jail sentences proportional to remaining lifespan. You've just been convicted of murder, and the judge tells you you can just leave today. | It was the worst sentence she could have offered. I was a reviled criminal. It wasn't just murder - it was a minor. I knew that a prison sentence would be life-ending, the instant someone else with a number on their clothes got their hands around my neck. I was in my mid-thirties. I thought I had plenty of time left. ... | "How do you plea?" The judge asked.
I looked at my lawyer who worked tirelessly to get a respectable deal from the prosecution. He just nodded.
"Guilty." I said.
"Very well," The Judge said as he examined my profile. He hesitated. Why was he hesitating? "Uh, well... sentencing would be a month out, but... I think I ... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | *First writing prompt; likely going to be terrible but have to make myself write sometime*
Politics always interested me. Every day I would read the news and cry out when I heard about the new injustices, hundreds happening every day. I would take to the streets and protest; trying to bring about change, despite the f... | So here we go, the last hurrah toward the final destination, death. I didn’t expect myself to get here so quickly, but I guess that’s what this world does to people like me.
I wasn’t supposed to get here. But here I am, sitting in my truck on the freeway, bleeding away at the rush hour in my light blue jeans.
You s... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | I'm not sure when I woke up. All I remember is a kind of floaty feeling, like sailing through cloud. I think at some point I just thought 'I wonder what else there is?'
My memories came back shortly after. I remembered the noise, the confusion, the pain. Felt the blood run down my face as my vision faded to black. I r... | So here we go, the last hurrah toward the final destination, death. I didn’t expect myself to get here so quickly, but I guess that’s what this world does to people like me.
I wasn’t supposed to get here. But here I am, sitting in my truck on the freeway, bleeding away at the rush hour in my light blue jeans.
You s... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | I held my hands in front of me and spun the planet out of the dust of the stars. I didn't have much time, but I also had all the time I would need. I carved the rivers and the canyons I would turn into the seas. I shaped the mountains and set down the first life by breathing onto the surface. I watched as life ebbed an... | So here we go, the last hurrah toward the final destination, death. I didn’t expect myself to get here so quickly, but I guess that’s what this world does to people like me.
I wasn’t supposed to get here. But here I am, sitting in my truck on the freeway, bleeding away at the rush hour in my light blue jeans.
You s... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | *Laboratory X, Earth, 2083.*
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\- Can we get straight to the point please? This is a busy week.
\- With all due respect, Madam President, we haven't summoned you in the middle of the night here to waste your time or beg some budget extension. This is the most serious problem you will have to deal with in ... | So here we go, the last hurrah toward the final destination, death. I didn’t expect myself to get here so quickly, but I guess that’s what this world does to people like me.
I wasn’t supposed to get here. But here I am, sitting in my truck on the freeway, bleeding away at the rush hour in my light blue jeans.
You s... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | The steel block is coming closer to me. Every night I dream of it. Its brief but it scares me. When I wake, I tense my muscles. I feel the world around me bend to my will. This would be another good day. I go outside and walk the courtyard to the dining room. My breakfast is immaculate as always. Sausages and eggs with... | So here we go, the last hurrah toward the final destination, death. I didn’t expect myself to get here so quickly, but I guess that’s what this world does to people like me.
I wasn’t supposed to get here. But here I am, sitting in my truck on the freeway, bleeding away at the rush hour in my light blue jeans.
You s... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | I have lived many hundreds of lives, I don't even remember what was before this, before my power, before being god.
I remember that at first, I tried reliving my previous life. I remember living a wealthy live, a poor life, a healthy one, a sad one, but none felt genuine as what was before.
After living like a human,... | So here we go, the last hurrah toward the final destination, death. I didn’t expect myself to get here so quickly, but I guess that’s what this world does to people like me.
I wasn’t supposed to get here. But here I am, sitting in my truck on the freeway, bleeding away at the rush hour in my light blue jeans.
You s... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. |
It was a foggy night and the streets of downtown were empty. Block by block we were making it from the bar to our car, each step more arduous than the last as I guided my girlfriend over curbs and cracked sidewalk.
“You’re a such a nerd,” she said, poking me in the face. It was her usual banter but someone has to d... | So here we go, the last hurrah toward the final destination, death. I didn’t expect myself to get here so quickly, but I guess that’s what this world does to people like me.
I wasn’t supposed to get here. But here I am, sitting in my truck on the freeway, bleeding away at the rush hour in my light blue jeans.
You s... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | I held my hands in front of me and spun the planet out of the dust of the stars. I didn't have much time, but I also had all the time I would need. I carved the rivers and the canyons I would turn into the seas. I shaped the mountains and set down the first life by breathing onto the surface. I watched as life ebbed an... | *First writing prompt; likely going to be terrible but have to make myself write sometime*
Politics always interested me. Every day I would read the news and cry out when I heard about the new injustices, hundreds happening every day. I would take to the streets and protest; trying to bring about change, despite the f... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | I held my hands in front of me and spun the planet out of the dust of the stars. I didn't have much time, but I also had all the time I would need. I carved the rivers and the canyons I would turn into the seas. I shaped the mountains and set down the first life by breathing onto the surface. I watched as life ebbed an... | I'm not sure when I woke up. All I remember is a kind of floaty feeling, like sailing through cloud. I think at some point I just thought 'I wonder what else there is?'
My memories came back shortly after. I remembered the noise, the confusion, the pain. Felt the blood run down my face as my vision faded to black. I r... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | I have lived many hundreds of lives, I don't even remember what was before this, before my power, before being god.
I remember that at first, I tried reliving my previous life. I remember living a wealthy live, a poor life, a healthy one, a sad one, but none felt genuine as what was before.
After living like a human,... | *Laboratory X, Earth, 2083.*
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\- Can we get straight to the point please? This is a busy week.
\- With all due respect, Madam President, we haven't summoned you in the middle of the night here to waste your time or beg some budget extension. This is the most serious problem you will have to deal with in ... | |
[WP] when you die, your final moments are spent in a lucid dream state where seconds stretch into centuries. You're aware that you're dying but have complete control over the the universe created in your dream. Judgement comes not after earthly death, but after you've spent millennia as a god. | I have lived many hundreds of lives, I don't even remember what was before this, before my power, before being god.
I remember that at first, I tried reliving my previous life. I remember living a wealthy live, a poor life, a healthy one, a sad one, but none felt genuine as what was before.
After living like a human,... | The steel block is coming closer to me. Every night I dream of it. Its brief but it scares me. When I wake, I tense my muscles. I feel the world around me bend to my will. This would be another good day. I go outside and walk the courtyard to the dining room. My breakfast is immaculate as always. Sausages and eggs with... | |
[WP] The Police are looking for the "Schrodinger's Cat" serial killer. They capture victims and place them in a box with a timed explosion. They claim no responsibility for the death of the victims; that belongs to the one who opens the box, they say. | I’ve always had night terrors since I was child. Usually they go away once people mature but I wake in the night screaming regularly. Sometimes I’ll find myself standing the hallway sweating or I’ll be outside, and the only way I’ll awake is the cold.
My life turned on March 29th, the day before my brithday. I was ac... | "Schrödingers Cat, my ass."
He sits in the dark, hearing the ticking of the timer.
"I can never be in a superposotion. Even if i would not constantly observe myself, it would require a quantum superposition to trigger the bomb."
While he is trying to reach his pockets in the narrow box, he constantly regrets not havi... | |
[WP] In a dystopian future, the wealthy and old control the world and grind up the poor and young for their blood and organs to replace their own, in a their bid for eternal life. You are a vampire who is really mad that they've cornered the market. | At first it wasn't such an issue. Many of the poorer teens grouped together, hidden in empty warehouses and abandoned homes. I was among them, my mentor discovered and butchered before I had spent even a year as an "undead".
I had little money, no shelter, and no guidance in my new life. I was relying on skill and luc... | This story begins and ends with a Scottish vampire named Benito, or "Benny" as the regulars used to call him
Benny was a piss-head junkie who spent his time shagging and injecting human blood into his veins. He was a handsome devil who used to frequent the Silver Spoon every evening at sundown. The lad had been to pr... | |
[WP] You've always had an extremely high moral code and you've never wavered. Now on your death bed surrounded by friends and family you smile and close your eyes for the last time only to open them and see the devil looking at you with disgust. He turns away and says "seriously man, wtf?" | The man with the red horns startled me.
He had inserted himself in the group which otherwise consisted of my family and friends - my wife, our only son, my younger sister, and most of my lifelong friends. They looked over me, and even though moving my eyes too much hurt me, I could feel the pity in the room. I had dea... | If suffering was meant to contrast the joys of life, what about the unique brand of suffering that never yielded, the suffering which only got worse when it changed? Impossible to numb, tinging every moment with a hammering crimson, driving away sleep, what was the point of this suffering?
A test, I decided. I closed ... | |
[WP] You've always had an extremely high moral code and you've never wavered. Now on your death bed surrounded by friends and family you smile and close your eyes for the last time only to open them and see the devil looking at you with disgust. He turns away and says "seriously man, wtf?" | "Excuse me?"
The malevolent figure - somehow, my brain (or if I was dead, my soul?) wouldn't let me see it's true form - leaned in closer and elaborated: "What. The. Fuck? I'm sure you understand the colloquialism; I've seen you hear it a few dozen times."
"I know what it means. But I wasn't sure if there was a devil... | If suffering was meant to contrast the joys of life, what about the unique brand of suffering that never yielded, the suffering which only got worse when it changed? Impossible to numb, tinging every moment with a hammering crimson, driving away sleep, what was the point of this suffering?
A test, I decided. I closed ... | |
[WP] You've always had an extremely high moral code and you've never wavered. Now on your death bed surrounded by friends and family you smile and close your eyes for the last time only to open them and see the devil looking at you with disgust. He turns away and says "seriously man, wtf?" | “Uh, hi?” I mutter. “Who- What- I’m so confused right now. You’re not real.”
“Yeah. Not real. Then explain to me how I’m here to deal with you, Sweetheart.”
“Don’t call me Sweetheart. You shouldn’t be here.”
“Oh right! Little Miss. Perfect-Moral-Code-Never-Acting-Out gets to call the shots.”
I get up and walk over ... | If suffering was meant to contrast the joys of life, what about the unique brand of suffering that never yielded, the suffering which only got worse when it changed? Impossible to numb, tinging every moment with a hammering crimson, driving away sleep, what was the point of this suffering?
A test, I decided. I closed ... | |
[WP] You could always see labels above peoples’ heads telling you information about them. It was unusual, but you just accepted it as a neat thing to have around. Today, someone bumped into you with an unusually chilling tag: Protagonist. | “I need 500 dollars from my account and I need it NOW boyo” yelled a man with a grizzled buzzcut running across the side of his head. His eyes radiated a certain redness only found heavy drug users while his mouth held a certain hostility that would not take “No” for an answer. Despite his incessant yelling for cash, I... |
“Protagonist.” El whispered.
The girl looked down at El in confusion. “Excuse me?” She said politely enough.
El could only stare. No way. *No way.*
“I mean, you don't have to give me the eraser if you don't want to. I was just asking…” Said the girl again, cracking a half-smile.
El blinked rapidly. Right. The... | |
[WP] People gain superpowers based on the environment that they are born in. Since most people had been born in hospitals, they are given a mild healing ability. However, people that weren't as lucky have other powers, and are the world's version of superheroes and villans | I was born 5 months after the discovery. You probably heard one part of the formula. Hell, everybody did. Because the information wasn't dangerous. The formula was discovered in a top-secret, government-run base no one knew existed. Area 51 is probably what came to your mind. Please. How can a base be top-secret when e... | "You're lucky you have me around" said my best friend Bonnie as she healed yet another bloody scar on my arm. I tensed as she pressed her palm against my wounds, and relaxed again as they vanished before my eyes.
"Yeah right, I'd just find another ginger sidekick who was born in a hospital" I teased. Bonnie rolled her... | |
[WP] Write a story that climaxes (thrillingly) with the phrase "That'll be two pounds and twenty pence, please.". | Karen’s heart dropped as she entered the supermarket. She’d walked these aisles countless times, knew them like the back of her hand. And yet they seemed to mock her.
She clutched her folder of coupons under her arm and took a deep breath. This time, she was ready. A map had been drawn up, a bulletproof plan had been... | On mobile so please excuse any mistakes. Also I have my A level exam the day after tomorrow, so if the story is haphazard, my apologies, as my mental functioning is not at its peak..
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The waters were deep and icy, laced with dreams and recollections.
Flowing in their current,... | |
[WP] Write a story that climaxes (thrillingly) with the phrase "That'll be two pounds and twenty pence, please.". | Karen’s heart dropped as she entered the supermarket. She’d walked these aisles countless times, knew them like the back of her hand. And yet they seemed to mock her.
She clutched her folder of coupons under her arm and took a deep breath. This time, she was ready. A map had been drawn up, a bulletproof plan had been... | I always thought that I would be the kind of person to help someone in need. The fantasy landscape that unfurls in my mind’s eye at night has shown me countless situations, scenes flowing seamlessly from one to the other.
Strangers needing someone to look out for them, to protect them, that one person who would defend ... | |
[WP] Exploring the attic of your dead grandmother's old house, you find 30 pieces of candy that when eaten, transports your conciousness to another, magical world (for 3 days in theirs and 3 minutes in ours). You find the love of your life in this world, but the candies are running out... | Coming out of my cage, the attic, where I'd locked myself away for so long. Well, it seemed so long. Was only an hour and a half, but I spent 3 months with the love of my life. I only had 1 candy left. The ticket back. The question lingered. Was it like the stories, where the last one is permanent? Or was it just like ... | Bob looked at the candy in his hand, It seemed old buuuuut he really really liked candy, and the only reason that all his teeth has not fallen out yet was because of his rigorous teeth cleaning sessions he had whenever he ate candy. He shrugged, not like his grandma was going to miss them, though he always wondered why... | |
[WP] Exploring the attic of your dead grandmother's old house, you find 30 pieces of candy that when eaten, transports your conciousness to another, magical world (for 3 days in theirs and 3 minutes in ours). You find the love of your life in this world, but the candies are running out... | **Mint Juleps.**
Your flashlight catches glimpses of dust floating aimlessly in the airspace of the stairwell. The voices ofyour friends grow more distant as you contemplate climbing further. You had found a door towards the back of the master bedroom, one would assume it was just a closet, but it had led you here. Ka... | Bob looked at the candy in his hand, It seemed old buuuuut he really really liked candy, and the only reason that all his teeth has not fallen out yet was because of his rigorous teeth cleaning sessions he had whenever he ate candy. He shrugged, not like his grandma was going to miss them, though he always wondered why... | |
[WP] Exploring the attic of your dead grandmother's old house, you find 30 pieces of candy that when eaten, transports your conciousness to another, magical world (for 3 days in theirs and 3 minutes in ours). You find the love of your life in this world, but the candies are running out... | (Cursing ahoy, ye be warned)
If you’d have told me yesterday that I’d consider a lone piece of Chocolate an affront to god and man, I’d have told you where you could shove said chocolate.
And yet, there it is. It’s practically taunting me, laughing spitefully from its little corner of the small box. Smug little shit.
... | Bob looked at the candy in his hand, It seemed old buuuuut he really really liked candy, and the only reason that all his teeth has not fallen out yet was because of his rigorous teeth cleaning sessions he had whenever he ate candy. He shrugged, not like his grandma was going to miss them, though he always wondered why... | |
[WP] Exploring the attic of your dead grandmother's old house, you find 30 pieces of candy that when eaten, transports your conciousness to another, magical world (for 3 days in theirs and 3 minutes in ours). You find the love of your life in this world, but the candies are running out... | "Five pieces left," Stella sighed at the handful of candy. Five pieces of black licorice hard candy rested in her palms. Each one wrapped in translucent purple cellophane. The young woman sat cross-legged on her bed at nine in the morning. Sunlight filled one side of the room while she sat in shadow. She took vacation ... | Bob looked at the candy in his hand, It seemed old buuuuut he really really liked candy, and the only reason that all his teeth has not fallen out yet was because of his rigorous teeth cleaning sessions he had whenever he ate candy. He shrugged, not like his grandma was going to miss them, though he always wondered why... | |
[WP] Exploring the attic of your dead grandmother's old house, you find 30 pieces of candy that when eaten, transports your conciousness to another, magical world (for 3 days in theirs and 3 minutes in ours). You find the love of your life in this world, but the candies are running out... | I never told her our time together was finite. Our love was real, and true, but we were from different worlds. Or universes? I never really understood. I only knew that when I ate one of the little blue candies from my late Grandma's small jeweled tin, I was transported to a world containing Sera. I only had one candy ... | Bob looked at the candy in his hand, It seemed old buuuuut he really really liked candy, and the only reason that all his teeth has not fallen out yet was because of his rigorous teeth cleaning sessions he had whenever he ate candy. He shrugged, not like his grandma was going to miss them, though he always wondered why... | |
[WP] Exploring the attic of your dead grandmother's old house, you find 30 pieces of candy that when eaten, transports your conciousness to another, magical world (for 3 days in theirs and 3 minutes in ours). You find the love of your life in this world, but the candies are running out... | **Mint Juleps.**
Your flashlight catches glimpses of dust floating aimlessly in the airspace of the stairwell. The voices ofyour friends grow more distant as you contemplate climbing further. You had found a door towards the back of the master bedroom, one would assume it was just a closet, but it had led you here. Ka... | The very first time she was walking the opposite direction, and slowed down, until outright stopping, to look at me. I lost myself in those eyes almost immediately, but it was mostly being mesmerized than feeling proper love. And I was sure to stand out with my clothes, my hair, maybe even my face hadn't exactly featur... | |
[WP] Exploring the attic of your dead grandmother's old house, you find 30 pieces of candy that when eaten, transports your conciousness to another, magical world (for 3 days in theirs and 3 minutes in ours). You find the love of your life in this world, but the candies are running out... | (Cursing ahoy, ye be warned)
If you’d have told me yesterday that I’d consider a lone piece of Chocolate an affront to god and man, I’d have told you where you could shove said chocolate.
And yet, there it is. It’s practically taunting me, laughing spitefully from its little corner of the small box. Smug little shit.
... | The very first time she was walking the opposite direction, and slowed down, until outright stopping, to look at me. I lost myself in those eyes almost immediately, but it was mostly being mesmerized than feeling proper love. And I was sure to stand out with my clothes, my hair, maybe even my face hadn't exactly featur... | |
[WP] Exploring the attic of your dead grandmother's old house, you find 30 pieces of candy that when eaten, transports your conciousness to another, magical world (for 3 days in theirs and 3 minutes in ours). You find the love of your life in this world, but the candies are running out... | "Five pieces left," Stella sighed at the handful of candy. Five pieces of black licorice hard candy rested in her palms. Each one wrapped in translucent purple cellophane. The young woman sat cross-legged on her bed at nine in the morning. Sunlight filled one side of the room while she sat in shadow. She took vacation ... | The very first time she was walking the opposite direction, and slowed down, until outright stopping, to look at me. I lost myself in those eyes almost immediately, but it was mostly being mesmerized than feeling proper love. And I was sure to stand out with my clothes, my hair, maybe even my face hadn't exactly featur... | |
[WP] Exploring the attic of your dead grandmother's old house, you find 30 pieces of candy that when eaten, transports your conciousness to another, magical world (for 3 days in theirs and 3 minutes in ours). You find the love of your life in this world, but the candies are running out... | I never told her our time together was finite. Our love was real, and true, but we were from different worlds. Or universes? I never really understood. I only knew that when I ate one of the little blue candies from my late Grandma's small jeweled tin, I was transported to a world containing Sera. I only had one candy ... | The very first time she was walking the opposite direction, and slowed down, until outright stopping, to look at me. I lost myself in those eyes almost immediately, but it was mostly being mesmerized than feeling proper love. And I was sure to stand out with my clothes, my hair, maybe even my face hadn't exactly featur... |
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