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[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | The first time I met him, it had been a sunny day in the middle of the seven-hundred and fifteenth year of Faulk. He was younger then, brighter--whatever lack in the weapons and shoddy clothes he had was made up for in the ambition that coloured his eyes and in the way he so carefully counted his coins before handing t... | *Oh thank the gods, a player! It's been weeks*
Nothing was visible just yet. The door had opened, but the player was still loading. I was stood by a fire place, pretending to warm up. Truth was, I was boiling hot, sure I've been here for weeks. I was a co-owner of a small shop in the middle of a small thatched tow... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | The first time I met him, it had been a sunny day in the middle of the seven-hundred and fifteenth year of Faulk. He was younger then, brighter--whatever lack in the weapons and shoddy clothes he had was made up for in the ambition that coloured his eyes and in the way he so carefully counted his coins before handing t... | 'Welcome, sir, to Todd's-'
The man walked straight to the counter and, without a word, dropped the entire contents of his Bag of Holding on it.
'H-how can I help you?' I said, looking at the wild assortment of objects- rings, swords, a piece of some magical beast's anatomy (don't ask me *what* piece), and so on.
'I ... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | The first time I met him, it had been a sunny day in the middle of the seven-hundred and fifteenth year of Faulk. He was younger then, brighter--whatever lack in the weapons and shoddy clothes he had was made up for in the ambition that coloured his eyes and in the way he so carefully counted his coins before handing t... | "Welcome to my shop, sir! May I help you with any-
Oh, I see that you have placed a bucket on my head. Wow, this is rather inconvenient. Could you please remove the bucket? I can't see you right now. I also can't move my arms above shoulder level so this is really a problem for me.
Sir? Sir? You realize that I saw yo... | |
As it says! | [WP] your house is haunted by a malicious ghost with evil intent. The only problem is you just really don't care. | When I got out of bed this morning, a dark claw grabbed me by the ankle as soon as I put my feet on the ground.
It roared, "***COME DOWN HERE...WITH ME***."
I bent down, looking under my bed, and saw a floating human eyeball along with some of the arm grabbing my ankle. I couldn't see where it started, as it was too ... | Most people hate doing laundry. Not me. I guess routine is comforting. The blood raining from a vortex in the ceiling hisses into puffs of ectoplasm where it touches the clothes iron, and occasionally I hear low chanting over the evening news. It's nice to just switch off for a while and relax.
The only problem is the... |
As it says! | [WP] your house is haunted by a malicious ghost with evil intent. The only problem is you just really don't care. | "Eat your greens, comb your hair, brush your teeth, sit up straight!",
it warned me "Chop chop, hurry up, you'll be late!".
In childhood it started, right up to this date,
not knowing I'd long been resigned to my fate.
"You must study harder, to pass your exams!"
but I'm not one of those who studies and cram... | Most people hate doing laundry. Not me. I guess routine is comforting. The blood raining from a vortex in the ceiling hisses into puffs of ectoplasm where it touches the clothes iron, and occasionally I hear low chanting over the evening news. It's nice to just switch off for a while and relax.
The only problem is the... |
[WP] A very short story that includes the line. "I must get back to the sea" | A drop falls and kisses me warm, oh she.
"I must get back to the sea, to the place where everyone is me," she whispers before she hits sands and gets washed asea.
Swaying coconut tree and wave in swashes of three.
"*Wait for me*," I breathe as I see the sea. | The waves washed the fish upon the shore its only thought before its life left its body was "I must get back to the sea." | |
[WP] A very short story that includes the line. "I must get back to the sea" | Kyle spotted me from across the office. Great. As he penguined up to me, a big grin spread across his too large lips, I heaved a sigh the size of the room. I got up to intercept him, be all proactive and shit.
He was about to explode with conversation when I held up my hand in the universal motion for stop.
"Hey, l... | The waves washed the fish upon the shore its only thought before its life left its body was "I must get back to the sea." | |
[WP] A very short story that includes the line. "I must get back to the sea" | A drop falls and kisses me warm, oh she.
"I must get back to the sea, to the place where everyone is me," she whispers before she hits sands and gets washed asea.
Swaying coconut tree and wave in swashes of three.
"*Wait for me*," I breathe as I see the sea. | One unfortunate December afternoon, Seattle was facing the most ferocious tropical storm in history. Caused abruptly by an unknown anomaly in the northern pacific, the public wasn't notified of this situation until it was too late to seek refuge outside the city and seeking shelter immediately was the only reasonable m... | |
[WP] A very short story that includes the line. "I must get back to the sea" | A drop falls and kisses me warm, oh she.
"I must get back to the sea, to the place where everyone is me," she whispers before she hits sands and gets washed asea.
Swaying coconut tree and wave in swashes of three.
"*Wait for me*," I breathe as I see the sea. | Marooned on a coconut awash white sands, each foamy wave pushing me deeper. I know I cannot breathe for long here as I grip the hairy surface of this fruit, I will my arms to inch forward as the noonday sun beats down on my skin. "I can do this," I tell my myself, my very survival depends on it. I must get back to the ... | |
[WP] A very short story that includes the line. "I must get back to the sea" | A drop falls and kisses me warm, oh she.
"I must get back to the sea, to the place where everyone is me," she whispers before she hits sands and gets washed asea.
Swaying coconut tree and wave in swashes of three.
"*Wait for me*," I breathe as I see the sea. | "I can't seem to remember much. All my memories: gone. I know that I had them. I can still remember the way they made me feel; I just can't recall the memories themselves. I have been here much too long. Many thousands of years spent toiling about. A new cave here, a new mountain there, it's all the same. I cannot stan... | |
[WP] "Of all the things I've done in my life, I'm getting sent to hell for THAT?" | Adam slams his fist against his chest with a sort of boyish determination and fire. His eyes are livid with the sort of mature, masculine honesty that doesn’t really exist.
“I did not kill all those people!” Adam shouts with a passionate, heartfelt rage, gazing at Satan on his black throne, head tilted back because Sa... | Dr Mehmed raged aloud, mustache tips gesticulating wildly as his rapidly reddening face spluttered in outrage.
"Headmaster, I must protest this most irredeemable and torturous appointment. This... social gathering... is completely unacceptable for an elderly Head of Department such as myself. Perhaps Mr Astaire from ... | |
[WP] "Of all the things I've done in my life, I'm getting sent to hell for THAT?" | Norman Russell leaned against the wall, lifting a cigarette to his mouth. He spoke between puffs of smoke.
“So…I’m…in hell,” he said. “I figured…I’d… be here.”
He glared at the crimson man who stood before him. The man was of high stature, had slick black hair, and an equally dark goatee, which he rubbed at now. A wi... | Dr Mehmed raged aloud, mustache tips gesticulating wildly as his rapidly reddening face spluttered in outrage.
"Headmaster, I must protest this most irredeemable and torturous appointment. This... social gathering... is completely unacceptable for an elderly Head of Department such as myself. Perhaps Mr Astaire from ... | |
[WP] "Of all the things I've done in my life, I'm getting sent to hell for THAT?" | "H-helloo..?"
My voice echoed down the dark and empty passage. I could hear the fear and insecurities grow louder for each echo that passed.
It was cold. It was dark. "Am i all alone?" I thought to myself. All i could feel was the unsettling cold coming from the darkness of that tunnel, almost as if winds were blowing... | Dr Mehmed raged aloud, mustache tips gesticulating wildly as his rapidly reddening face spluttered in outrage.
"Headmaster, I must protest this most irredeemable and torturous appointment. This... social gathering... is completely unacceptable for an elderly Head of Department such as myself. Perhaps Mr Astaire from ... | |
[WP] "Of all the things I've done in my life, I'm getting sent to hell for THAT?" | "H-helloo..?"
My voice echoed down the dark and empty passage. I could hear the fear and insecurities grow louder for each echo that passed.
It was cold. It was dark. "Am i all alone?" I thought to myself. All i could feel was the unsettling cold coming from the darkness of that tunnel, almost as if winds were blowing... | Adam slams his fist against his chest with a sort of boyish determination and fire. His eyes are livid with the sort of mature, masculine honesty that doesn’t really exist.
“I did not kill all those people!” Adam shouts with a passionate, heartfelt rage, gazing at Satan on his black throne, head tilted back because Sa... | |
[WP] "Of all the things I've done in my life, I'm getting sent to hell for THAT?" | "H-helloo..?"
My voice echoed down the dark and empty passage. I could hear the fear and insecurities grow louder for each echo that passed.
It was cold. It was dark. "Am i all alone?" I thought to myself. All i could feel was the unsettling cold coming from the darkness of that tunnel, almost as if winds were blowing... | Norman Russell leaned against the wall, lifting a cigarette to his mouth. He spoke between puffs of smoke.
“So…I’m…in hell,” he said. “I figured…I’d… be here.”
He glared at the crimson man who stood before him. The man was of high stature, had slick black hair, and an equally dark goatee, which he rubbed at now. A wi... | |
[WP] Turns out the guy who claimed to be "a fucking navy seal trained in the art of gorilla warfare" wasn't lying, and you were the one to piss him off | I tried. I didn't want it to be this way, I was willing to walk away. But no, this little shit just had to keep pushing it.
I was already pissed off because he kept using that cheap shotgun that takes no skill to use, but when he knifed me and starting humping my corpse, I was livid. Even after all of that, I could... | (my first, also for some reason my formatting is screwed up)
EDIT: Thanks /u/T3chnopsycho for formatting
I didn't know what to expect.
It was just a normal day, three hours of CS:GO. I've always been a Valve fan at heart. Three hundred plus on Counter-Strike, One hundred plus on Team Fortress 2. So I really didn't li... | |
[WP] A crow hops up to you with a 100 dollar bill in it's mouth, and politely asks if you mind buying something for him. | *CRASH*
I awoke with a start. There was an awful sound coming from the kitchen. I rose from my bed, put on a robe and shuffled into the kitchen to find a crow cawing and flapping around. I said to it "it's OK little fella I'll help you." The bird looked at me like it understood and stopped flapping around. I picked i... | As I walked of the store, fifty family sized bags of Doritos in my arms, a crow approached me. It's eyes looked at me intelligently, and it looked at me with a stare that begged for food.
I looked at the crow, then at my chips.
"No, these are mine. You can't have any."
It kept looking at me, it's hungry look gainin... | |
[WP] A crow hops up to you with a 100 dollar bill in it's mouth, and politely asks if you mind buying something for him. | It was as normal a Saturday of me grading papers on my patio table as possible, until a gale struck down on me. I screamed and almost fell out of my chair. The blue-black wings fluttered down atop my table and blustered away the papers like a hurricane had blown in. A pair of onyx eyes stared at me. I decided to return... | As I walked of the store, fifty family sized bags of Doritos in my arms, a crow approached me. It's eyes looked at me intelligently, and it looked at me with a stare that begged for food.
I looked at the crow, then at my chips.
"No, these are mine. You can't have any."
It kept looking at me, it's hungry look gainin... | |
[WP] A crow hops up to you with a 100 dollar bill in it's mouth, and politely asks if you mind buying something for him. | It was as normal a Saturday of me grading papers on my patio table as possible, until a gale struck down on me. I screamed and almost fell out of my chair. The blue-black wings fluttered down atop my table and blustered away the papers like a hurricane had blown in. A pair of onyx eyes stared at me. I decided to return... | *CRASH*
I awoke with a start. There was an awful sound coming from the kitchen. I rose from my bed, put on a robe and shuffled into the kitchen to find a crow cawing and flapping around. I said to it "it's OK little fella I'll help you." The bird looked at me like it understood and stopped flapping around. I picked i... | |
[WP] A crow hops up to you with a 100 dollar bill in it's mouth, and politely asks if you mind buying something for him. | It was as normal a Saturday of me grading papers on my patio table as possible, until a gale struck down on me. I screamed and almost fell out of my chair. The blue-black wings fluttered down atop my table and blustered away the papers like a hurricane had blown in. A pair of onyx eyes stared at me. I decided to return... | My first WP post. I have no idea where this came from.
**"The crow is at home in black and white"**
It was one of those days where everything seems to be black and white. The air you breathe seems tinged with melancholy; the inside of your head is filled with reflection. There’s snow crunching amicably as you wa... | |
[WP] A crow hops up to you with a 100 dollar bill in it's mouth, and politely asks if you mind buying something for him. | The crow sent me down the street to a pawn shop with the money in hand:
"If you take the cash, little boy, I'll know, I'll know! The crow has many eyes, many friends. Bring me the necklace by midnight in the cemetery and six times the lot will be yours, little boy, sweetling..." it crooned. It had white, blind eyes.
... | I had heard the flapping of some wings to my right. I looked to the windowsill and saw that a bird had landed there. Not just any bird, but a crow holding a crisp brown $100 bill in its mouth.
"What the hell?" I muttered as I stumbled out of my chair towards it.
The bird placed the money in front of me.
"Hey," it sa... | |
[WP] A comedy about the love triangle between a teenage ghost, the only person who can see them, and the oblivious third wheel | "How've you been?" I asked quietly. I didn't want anyone to see me talking to thin air.
We were in the library, behind stale piles of books. She was only partially there, a filmy shroud covering her features just enough to be unnatural. I didn't mind, I still knew who she was. I could still see her face, still recogn... | She was drinking a Coke, and I said, "Excuse me," which started it, because then she was right there in front of me again with her blue eyes looking up.
"Wait," she said. "What did you say?"
"What?"
She was walking backward through the hallway, and she pulled her dark hair over her shoulder and squinted and moved ... | |
From "Coin of the Realm" by Kristine Kathryn Rusch in Assassin Fantastic. | [WP] The King has declared that the greatest assassin in the land shall have his child's hand in marriage. He issues a contest to bring to him the head of his archenemy. Unknown to him, the prince/princess IS the greatest assassin in the land. | Cherlyse ran her eyes slowly over the freshly sharpened blade of her dagger. Her eyes caught and momentarily stuck on every small knock on the blade, each one a memory. She smiled, blowing a lock of blonde hair out of her eyes, and slid the dagger back into the scabbard hanging from her left shoulder. Her Uncle grunted... | "Alianora, it was not you that I was expecting to arrive with Ledders head on a pike!"
The King laughed heartily. He stood, smiling broadly with open arms.
"Such a capable daughter that I have raised, for her to save our country from such a fierce bandit!
How did you find him?"
"Thank you, father." Alianora had an al... |
[WP] You are a genetically modified human who doesn't need to sleep, and doesn't ever feel the need to. Write about your life. | It feels like we go through the same conversations every weekend. And that's probably because we do.
My best friend Carl has always been there since we were 12. 20 years on, we're still going strong. These days, he even goes as far as to take a cut in pay so that his hours are completely flexible. This way he can foll... | I've lived my whole life in anxiety, used to spending my nights prancing about in silence, the only people I'd meet at that time were the criminals, but they wouldn't harm me. No, they feared me, the man who walks.
Many people thought I was just a normal person, but soon as more people saw me walking around at night as... | |
[WP] You are a genetically modified human who doesn't need to sleep, and doesn't ever feel the need to. Write about your life. | It feels like we go through the same conversations every weekend. And that's probably because we do.
My best friend Carl has always been there since we were 12. 20 years on, we're still going strong. These days, he even goes as far as to take a cut in pay so that his hours are completely flexible. This way he can foll... | Some experiences are typically human. An external stimuli that causes a reaction in the body. Sight, sound, taste, touch, etcetera. Love. A positive bond that can be shallow or deep. She loves the color green. He loves her memory more than any living soul. Anger. Hate. Fear. Prejudice. A word based upon a preconceived ... | |
[WP] You are a genetically modified human who doesn't need to sleep, and doesn't ever feel the need to. Write about your life. | It feels like we go through the same conversations every weekend. And that's probably because we do.
My best friend Carl has always been there since we were 12. 20 years on, we're still going strong. These days, he even goes as far as to take a cut in pay so that his hours are completely flexible. This way he can foll... | People say that the phrase "slept like a baby" is a bit inaccurate. And with me, that's especially true. I haven't slept a day since I was born. Well, "born" meaning created. I was made to be like this. Scientists specializing in sleep patterns were curious; could a person be made to not need sleep? And how would this ... | |
[WP] You are a genetically modified human who doesn't need to sleep, and doesn't ever feel the need to. Write about your life. | *The Need to Sleep*
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I can't sleep. I never tried, cause I never needed too. I was born without the to sleep and it's done wonders for me.
I don't think people understand how time we actually have. 24 hours in a day to do whatever I want. Of course, when nighttime rolls around your options start to become limited b... | I was made in a lab, not by sex like a normal human, I was typed out, like a computer program, my DNA completely created by a regular human with a regular IQ. He was wrong to creat me, stupid even, his motives were crupt, I was meant to be a super soldier for his army, the first of many. He never considered my wants o... | |
[WP] You are a genetically modified human who doesn't need to sleep, and doesn't ever feel the need to. Write about your life. | I was always fascinated by the reactions when I told people I had never slept. At first they did not understand me, then they did not believe me. We were still incredibly rare, us moddies, but people had heard of us. Eventually I would convince them that I had been one of the original tests, and mine had been sleep,... | I was made in a lab, not by sex like a normal human, I was typed out, like a computer program, my DNA completely created by a regular human with a regular IQ. He was wrong to creat me, stupid even, his motives were crupt, I was meant to be a super soldier for his army, the first of many. He never considered my wants o... | |
[WP] You are a genetically modified human who doesn't need to sleep, and doesn't ever feel the need to. Write about your life. | It's the nights I enjoy the most. Walking down the empty streets and trails. Something is so, peaceful when near everyone's asleep. A relaxing feeling when there's nothing but crickets and frogs to speak between man's creations and the stars.
I'm a Brid by the way, in case you hadn't guessed, a product of that tiny sl... | I didn't realise I was different until I was in high school. Thinking back now it is strange that I never questioned why my parents retired to their room every night but I guess they wanted to shield me from the truth. It started when I wondered what people meant when they said they felt tired. Soon after this I realis... | |
[WP] You're the only Roman senator who wasn't briefed on the whole 'kill Julius Caesar' thing. | "More wine!"
On the eve of my 37th birthday I felt as if Jupiter had descended and occupied my body. Things were changing with Caesar in power, with or without the approval of the senate. I, on the other hand, was ready for such change. Caesar had quickly become an enemy of the political class, the aristocrats, the o... | In paucis rem publicam studium veritatis.
In the affairs of state few desire truth.
I confess I had dunk large amounts since the previous day. I never really stopped. My excellent friend, Publius Rufus, a remarkable host, excelled himself. Little fishes brought from the east were served with an excellent wine sauce. T... | |
[WP] You're the only Roman senator who wasn't briefed on the whole 'kill Julius Caesar' thing. | The blood was everywhere.
There are some things that do not wash out: blood and wine.
These thick liquids tarnish the symbol of our elite so easily.
Wine though, you usually expect it. You usually see it cascade over the brim of the cup.
But blood, blood is unexpected.
Today I did not expect it.
I did not expect... | This is IT!!!! today is gonna be MY day!!! after all these weeks working day and night to get the other senators approval, Julius Caesar himself will take my urban project into consideration.
-Verinius, stop looking at yourself in the mirror my love. you'Re gonna be late.
-Aconia, love of my life, today is the day ... | |
[WP] You're the only Roman senator who wasn't briefed on the whole 'kill Julius Caesar' thing. | The blood was everywhere.
There are some things that do not wash out: blood and wine.
These thick liquids tarnish the symbol of our elite so easily.
Wine though, you usually expect it. You usually see it cascade over the brim of the cup.
But blood, blood is unexpected.
Today I did not expect it.
I did not expect... | *Stubs toe on the leg of kitchen table*
Shit that hurt. Positivity. Remember... Positivity. If that's the worst thing that happens today, I think we'll be alright.
*6 Hours Later*
God damnit. | |
[WP] You're the only Roman senator who wasn't briefed on the whole 'kill Julius Caesar' thing. | The blood was everywhere.
There are some things that do not wash out: blood and wine.
These thick liquids tarnish the symbol of our elite so easily.
Wine though, you usually expect it. You usually see it cascade over the brim of the cup.
But blood, blood is unexpected.
Today I did not expect it.
I did not expect... | (Sorry for the long prompt)
I had never been much a political type but my family was powerful and rich, my father once held high rank and respect in the military and throughout Rome, thus I was thrust into a career that was expected of me even though I always wanted to own a winery in the hills living a peaceful, lazy... | |
[WP] You're the only Roman senator who wasn't briefed on the whole 'kill Julius Caesar' thing. | The blood was everywhere.
There are some things that do not wash out: blood and wine.
These thick liquids tarnish the symbol of our elite so easily.
Wine though, you usually expect it. You usually see it cascade over the brim of the cup.
But blood, blood is unexpected.
Today I did not expect it.
I did not expect... | I strode into room to greet my underlings and discuss matters of the state, the only one of these that mattered of course being the statue of me soon to be built. I could see it now, a 20 foot tall Caesar before the coliseum, standing regally atop a marble pedestal, greeting those wishing to watch the gladiators and...... | |
[WP] You're the only Roman senator who wasn't briefed on the whole 'kill Julius Caesar' thing. | The blood was everywhere.
There are some things that do not wash out: blood and wine.
These thick liquids tarnish the symbol of our elite so easily.
Wine though, you usually expect it. You usually see it cascade over the brim of the cup.
But blood, blood is unexpected.
Today I did not expect it.
I did not expect... | > "Alright guys, let's get this meeting started," I yelled walking into the capital building. Usually I would get a response, but today - - everybody seemed to talk right over me. "Excuse me . . . gentleman . . . GENTLEMAN"! My loud cry for attention was overlooked. I felt like nobody was listening. Could I have bee... | |
[WP] You're the only Roman senator who wasn't briefed on the whole 'kill Julius Caesar' thing. | I walked through the streets of my great city toward the Senate. Caesar wasn't one who was kind to people who were late to meetings. Lately, I'd been wearing his patience thin with the questions during the night. Other senators were meeting for some reason, but I had always had work to do, the city needed attention, an... | > "Alright guys, let's get this meeting started," I yelled walking into the capital building. Usually I would get a response, but today - - everybody seemed to talk right over me. "Excuse me . . . gentleman . . . GENTLEMAN"! My loud cry for attention was overlooked. I felt like nobody was listening. Could I have bee... | |
[WP]There are 5 known wizards in Middle Earth. Gandalf, Saruman, Radagast, and the two blue wizards who disappeared into the East never to be seen or heard from again....that is, until now. | The trouble with wizards is that they meddle.
It is a part of being a 'wise' person, the root of the term 'wizard'.
Would a carpenter be expected to not use his skills?
Would a bard be expected to be tonedeaf?
Such is a wizard. They have great wisdom, and spread it across the world, like redcurrant jam. Only a bit m... | The Blue Wizard was known by the far ones of the East as Alatar. He was loyal to Sauron, as Saruman was. His brother he had lost to the Great Eastern ocean; not even he had known his location. He came with legions of countless men, who were not Easterling nor Haradrim. They were all short and stout, with straight, blac... | |
[WP]There are 5 known wizards in Middle Earth. Gandalf, Saruman, Radagast, and the two blue wizards who disappeared into the East never to be seen or heard from again....that is, until now. | The trouble with wizards is that they meddle.
It is a part of being a 'wise' person, the root of the term 'wizard'.
Would a carpenter be expected to not use his skills?
Would a bard be expected to be tonedeaf?
Such is a wizard. They have great wisdom, and spread it across the world, like redcurrant jam. Only a bit m... | Once more, Alexander ‘Aleiron’ Cakes (his surname was not common knowledge, he’d never live it down. The nickname, he had chosen for himself as a boy – everyone else thought that it sounded stupid, but he still liked it) had barely gotten himself out of a nice steaming pile of drek. Milk run indeed, this one had been! ... | |
Dig it? | [WP] You are a private investigator in a future world where we have advanced robotics and technology, but the culture stagnated in the early 1970's. This is cyberfunk. | “I’ll call you when I get her,” I ensure the worried voice on the other end of the line, before ending the call.
The halls of this metal walled dump have half circles indented into the reflective surface that morph and contort the image of my face as I move. Elongated egg shaped lights with ultra bright, neon blue, l... | I awoke in some dark room, de smell uh mould and da damn unmistakable smell uh cocaine sweat wuz all ah' could snatch in. 'S coo', bro.
as mah' eyes adjusted t'de light level mo'e details became visible, ah' wuz definitely in some sto'age cellar, nobody else around and passed out. Man!
How de fuck dun did ah' get he... |
Dig it? | [WP] You are a private investigator in a future world where we have advanced robotics and technology, but the culture stagnated in the early 1970's. This is cyberfunk. | There I was, lookin’ out the window at my beautiful city. Now, Neo Trenton ain’t no paradise, feel me? But it’s got glamour man, freakin’ style I tell ya. So there I am, lookin’ out at the neon signs on so many big ass buildings. Same ones every night, never gets old. My personal favorite? Well that’s gotta be the one ... | I awoke in some dark room, de smell uh mould and da damn unmistakable smell uh cocaine sweat wuz all ah' could snatch in. 'S coo', bro.
as mah' eyes adjusted t'de light level mo'e details became visible, ah' wuz definitely in some sto'age cellar, nobody else around and passed out. Man!
How de fuck dun did ah' get he... |
It can be a real person or a fictional one. | [WP] Write a poem about someone's death. | It Won’t Happen to Me
I remember sitting on cold bleachers,
listening to some guy with a collared shirt
talking about his ‘horrible mistake’
and how many people he hurt and blah blah blah
until it became background noise as I kicked dirt off my shoes.
I knew it wouldn’t happen to me.
.
I remember loud pounding ... | A thousand teardrops
Become forged into a blade
That thirsts for vengeance
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It can be a real person or a fictional one. | [WP] Write a poem about someone's death. | She danced across the water
With her furs in black and white
And called the house a carnival
Never more, she counted twice
On the shores of Lake Mendota
In front of seven worlds
She calls out to the wind
Never more | A thousand teardrops
Become forged into a blade
That thirsts for vengeance
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[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Oh, come on. Everyone can do something. Chrissake, Jim hamboned for his talent, and that's just crap. You've *gotta* be able to do something cool".
Truth was, though, I never really tried anything before really. I never was interested in art or music, and never had any athleticism either. I wasn't any good at j... | Edit: Want to read this in [third-person form](https://docs.google.com/document/d/1PqTdp3TVX4dDzyaJLbBWiSH7VO8NoN-wJCVI9s33ChU/edit?usp=sharing) instead? I'm not sure which is better.
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We all watched in "amazement" as Tom produced the King of Hearts, just like he said he would. It wasn't that he did the trick wr... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Wait, wait, wait," Heather said, raising an eyebrow. She crossed her arms over her large chest. "What do you *mean* you can do that? It's physically impossible.
I shrugged. "I mean, it's just something I can do. I've been able to do it since I was a kid." I grin. "My mom sure as hell loved it."
Josh laughed, strokin... | "Hey Eric", Jess said with that same look in her eyes that I desperately longed to be meant for me. Some background: Jess and I were at one point high-school sweethearts. We spent three years fanatically lusting for each other, neither of us stopping to ever take a breath; our love was intense - but it was also the bes... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Oh, come on. Everyone can do something. Chrissake, Jim hamboned for his talent, and that's just crap. You've *gotta* be able to do something cool".
Truth was, though, I never really tried anything before really. I never was interested in art or music, and never had any athleticism either. I wasn't any good at j... | "Hey Eric", Jess said with that same look in her eyes that I desperately longed to be meant for me. Some background: Jess and I were at one point high-school sweethearts. We spent three years fanatically lusting for each other, neither of us stopping to ever take a breath; our love was intense - but it was also the bes... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Damnit!" I yelled, as Karl's drink ran down my arm. "Dude, what the hell?"
"Oh man, sorry," he said, squinting at me through red, half-closed eyes. I could smell the weed on his breath, and also on the skunky jacket he always wore when he smoked and, of course, never washed.
"Ooooooh! Party foul!" Yelled Pat. "You'r... | "Hey Eric", Jess said with that same look in her eyes that I desperately longed to be meant for me. Some background: Jess and I were at one point high-school sweethearts. We spent three years fanatically lusting for each other, neither of us stopping to ever take a breath; our love was intense - but it was also the bes... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Come on show it to us" they all said in unison
"It's so lame" I said
"I gotta see it now" Suzy said leaning over the table.
"It's just gonna freak you guys out" I said but I knew I was gonna cave.
"I bet it's bullshit" Carrie remarked
"Shut up Carrie I can do it it's just super lame".
"Bullshit" Josh said under... | "Uhm"
Everyone at the house party was staring at me.
"What?"
"You shouldn't be able to do that"
"Do what this?"
Everyone recoiled.
"No don't do it again"
"What it's not that…"
"No"
"Why not?"
"It's weird. It's like, you know when you're in class, and some raises their hand and their double jointed so their ar... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | Tom sat in the corner of the cell, lip busted and eye quickly swelling shut. Peering out from his good eye, he saw the towering cellmate strutting over towards him, lips moving, tongue flying, but Tom couldn't hear what he was saying over the ruckus the other men were making.
"Help!" Tom yelled, letting his head loll... | "Uhm"
Everyone at the house party was staring at me.
"What?"
"You shouldn't be able to do that"
"Do what this?"
Everyone recoiled.
"No don't do it again"
"What it's not that…"
"No"
"Why not?"
"It's weird. It's like, you know when you're in class, and some raises their hand and their double jointed so their ar... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | More parts to the story here https://www.reddit.com/r/CharliesWildAdventure/ (you may be lost without it..or with it to be honest with you!)
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Charlie took a hit off his bong and blew a perfectly square puff of smoke.
“What in the world. How did you do that?” Jenn asked
“Do what? Blow a square?” He blew a triangl... | "Uhm"
Everyone at the house party was staring at me.
"What?"
"You shouldn't be able to do that"
"Do what this?"
Everyone recoiled.
"No don't do it again"
"What it's not that…"
"No"
"Why not?"
"It's weird. It's like, you know when you're in class, and some raises their hand and their double jointed so their ar... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "All right, so it goes a little something like this," I said. I'd just been dared to do something that I didn't think people would be able to recreate. Yeah, I know that truth or date was a stupid game for a 20-year-old to be playing, but we were trying to hook up Jason and Erika so it was part of the plan. Also, yes I... | "Uhm"
Everyone at the house party was staring at me.
"What?"
"You shouldn't be able to do that"
"Do what this?"
Everyone recoiled.
"No don't do it again"
"What it's not that…"
"No"
"Why not?"
"It's weird. It's like, you know when you're in class, and some raises their hand and their double jointed so their ar... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Hey everyone, watch what Jen can do!"
The night has reached the point when standing up is problematic. We have given up on the facade of being a sophisticated, standing party that we put up at the beginning of the night. Now we're splayed out on the couches and floor. This lazy, increasingly loud occupation is punctu... | "Uhm"
Everyone at the house party was staring at me.
"What?"
"You shouldn't be able to do that"
"Do what this?"
Everyone recoiled.
"No don't do it again"
"What it's not that…"
"No"
"Why not?"
"It's weird. It's like, you know when you're in class, and some raises their hand and their double jointed so their ar... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | I remember watching a video where a guy would bend spoons. He had a weird accent and I recall thinking he was oddly handsome, in his 80s clothes and 80s hair. But spoons weren't the only thing he could do amazing things with - he could make objects rotate without touching them, bend house keys, describe hidden pictures... | "Uhm"
Everyone at the house party was staring at me.
"What?"
"You shouldn't be able to do that"
"Do what this?"
Everyone recoiled.
"No don't do it again"
"What it's not that…"
"No"
"Why not?"
"It's weird. It's like, you know when you're in class, and some raises their hand and their double jointed so their ar... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | Tom sat in the corner of the cell, lip busted and eye quickly swelling shut. Peering out from his good eye, he saw the towering cellmate strutting over towards him, lips moving, tongue flying, but Tom couldn't hear what he was saying over the ruckus the other men were making.
"Help!" Tom yelled, letting his head loll... | "Come on show it to us" they all said in unison
"It's so lame" I said
"I gotta see it now" Suzy said leaning over the table.
"It's just gonna freak you guys out" I said but I knew I was gonna cave.
"I bet it's bullshit" Carrie remarked
"Shut up Carrie I can do it it's just super lame".
"Bullshit" Josh said under... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | More parts to the story here https://www.reddit.com/r/CharliesWildAdventure/ (you may be lost without it..or with it to be honest with you!)
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Charlie took a hit off his bong and blew a perfectly square puff of smoke.
“What in the world. How did you do that?” Jenn asked
“Do what? Blow a square?” He blew a triangl... | "Come on show it to us" they all said in unison
"It's so lame" I said
"I gotta see it now" Suzy said leaning over the table.
"It's just gonna freak you guys out" I said but I knew I was gonna cave.
"I bet it's bullshit" Carrie remarked
"Shut up Carrie I can do it it's just super lame".
"Bullshit" Josh said under... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Hey everyone, watch what Jen can do!"
The night has reached the point when standing up is problematic. We have given up on the facade of being a sophisticated, standing party that we put up at the beginning of the night. Now we're splayed out on the couches and floor. This lazy, increasingly loud occupation is punctu... | "Come on show it to us" they all said in unison
"It's so lame" I said
"I gotta see it now" Suzy said leaning over the table.
"It's just gonna freak you guys out" I said but I knew I was gonna cave.
"I bet it's bullshit" Carrie remarked
"Shut up Carrie I can do it it's just super lame".
"Bullshit" Josh said under... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | Tom sat in the corner of the cell, lip busted and eye quickly swelling shut. Peering out from his good eye, he saw the towering cellmate strutting over towards him, lips moving, tongue flying, but Tom couldn't hear what he was saying over the ruckus the other men were making.
"Help!" Tom yelled, letting his head loll... | lots of people have silly little tricks they can do with their hands. you can wiggle your fingers in strange ways, bend them in any sort of direction. you can make your thumb touch your wrist or you can bend your whole hand at the wrist. so many kids in my grade school did all sorts of those things and they're so much ... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | More parts to the story here https://www.reddit.com/r/CharliesWildAdventure/ (you may be lost without it..or with it to be honest with you!)
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Charlie took a hit off his bong and blew a perfectly square puff of smoke.
“What in the world. How did you do that?” Jenn asked
“Do what? Blow a square?” He blew a triangl... | lots of people have silly little tricks they can do with their hands. you can wiggle your fingers in strange ways, bend them in any sort of direction. you can make your thumb touch your wrist or you can bend your whole hand at the wrist. so many kids in my grade school did all sorts of those things and they're so much ... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "All right, so it goes a little something like this," I said. I'd just been dared to do something that I didn't think people would be able to recreate. Yeah, I know that truth or date was a stupid game for a 20-year-old to be playing, but we were trying to hook up Jason and Erika so it was part of the plan. Also, yes I... | lots of people have silly little tricks they can do with their hands. you can wiggle your fingers in strange ways, bend them in any sort of direction. you can make your thumb touch your wrist or you can bend your whole hand at the wrist. so many kids in my grade school did all sorts of those things and they're so much ... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Hey everyone, watch what Jen can do!"
The night has reached the point when standing up is problematic. We have given up on the facade of being a sophisticated, standing party that we put up at the beginning of the night. Now we're splayed out on the couches and floor. This lazy, increasingly loud occupation is punctu... | lots of people have silly little tricks they can do with their hands. you can wiggle your fingers in strange ways, bend them in any sort of direction. you can make your thumb touch your wrist or you can bend your whole hand at the wrist. so many kids in my grade school did all sorts of those things and they're so much ... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | I remember watching a video where a guy would bend spoons. He had a weird accent and I recall thinking he was oddly handsome, in his 80s clothes and 80s hair. But spoons weren't the only thing he could do amazing things with - he could make objects rotate without touching them, bend house keys, describe hidden pictures... | lots of people have silly little tricks they can do with their hands. you can wiggle your fingers in strange ways, bend them in any sort of direction. you can make your thumb touch your wrist or you can bend your whole hand at the wrist. so many kids in my grade school did all sorts of those things and they're so much ... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | More parts to the story here https://www.reddit.com/r/CharliesWildAdventure/ (you may be lost without it..or with it to be honest with you!)
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Charlie took a hit off his bong and blew a perfectly square puff of smoke.
“What in the world. How did you do that?” Jenn asked
“Do what? Blow a square?” He blew a triangl... | Tom sat in the corner of the cell, lip busted and eye quickly swelling shut. Peering out from his good eye, he saw the towering cellmate strutting over towards him, lips moving, tongue flying, but Tom couldn't hear what he was saying over the ruckus the other men were making.
"Help!" Tom yelled, letting his head loll... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Hey everyone, watch what Jen can do!"
The night has reached the point when standing up is problematic. We have given up on the facade of being a sophisticated, standing party that we put up at the beginning of the night. Now we're splayed out on the couches and floor. This lazy, increasingly loud occupation is punctu... | Tom sat in the corner of the cell, lip busted and eye quickly swelling shut. Peering out from his good eye, he saw the towering cellmate strutting over towards him, lips moving, tongue flying, but Tom couldn't hear what he was saying over the ruckus the other men were making.
"Help!" Tom yelled, letting his head loll... | |
[WP] You have a very mundane talent, so mundane that you've never shown it to anyone. The first time you do, as a party trick, you're told that your talent is physically impossible. | "Hey everyone, watch what Jen can do!"
The night has reached the point when standing up is problematic. We have given up on the facade of being a sophisticated, standing party that we put up at the beginning of the night. Now we're splayed out on the couches and floor. This lazy, increasingly loud occupation is punctu... | "All right, so it goes a little something like this," I said. I'd just been dared to do something that I didn't think people would be able to recreate. Yeah, I know that truth or date was a stupid game for a 20-year-old to be playing, but we were trying to hook up Jason and Erika so it was part of the plan. Also, yes I... | |
[WP] "In the end, we left the Earth knowing nothing." | (tw: suicide)
In the end, we left Earth knowing nothing. Mama sat at the window, silently watching as everything we knew and could possibly know drew away from us. What would happen to the trees? The pets we weren't able to bring along because they would not have been an "effective use of space"? The friends who depar... | It was heralded as the second great technological revolution, after the production of the first quantum transistors.
Armed with what had been artfully dubbed *Zentech*, humanity began a transformation that had been dreamed of since the conception of cyberpunk and science fiction. Integrated circuits the size of human... | |
[WP] "In the end, we left the Earth knowing nothing." | ''So what does it say?'' my colleague asked. ''Give it time..'' I replied, tired. To be sent to this backwards planet, not exactly an archeologist's wet dream. You know, I wanted to work at the excavations of Howeria, not this stuff. There were theories that Howeria was the birth planet of us all.
''You know, I'd rath... | It was heralded as the second great technological revolution, after the production of the first quantum transistors.
Armed with what had been artfully dubbed *Zentech*, humanity began a transformation that had been dreamed of since the conception of cyberpunk and science fiction. Integrated circuits the size of human... | |
[WP] "In the end, we left the Earth knowing nothing." | (tw: suicide)
In the end, we left Earth knowing nothing. Mama sat at the window, silently watching as everything we knew and could possibly know drew away from us. What would happen to the trees? The pets we weren't able to bring along because they would not have been an "effective use of space"? The friends who depar... | I should begin by saying that the world around us is much larger than, well, the world. What you would call the 'Earth' is merely a leaf on the branch of a cosmic tree, spanning millions of lightyears in all directions, roots burrowing deep into places so dark, so infinitely old, that the collective lifespan of all the... | |
[WP] "In the end, we left the Earth knowing nothing." | ''So what does it say?'' my colleague asked. ''Give it time..'' I replied, tired. To be sent to this backwards planet, not exactly an archeologist's wet dream. You know, I wanted to work at the excavations of Howeria, not this stuff. There were theories that Howeria was the birth planet of us all.
''You know, I'd rath... | We thought we could halt the inevitable. We, mere humans, specks amongst the stars and galaxies, thought we could spit in the face of nature. We knew what was best, we knew how to prolong the life of our sun, we knew how to turn CO^2 into oxygen artificially, we knew how to clone our livestock to feed our infinitely gr... | |
[WP] Sometimes it's impossible to say goodbye | Julia left Mark seven months ago, it was a rainy day, much like today. He remembered their last conversation perfectly, it was something that he ran through his head several times a day. Mark wished he hadn't let her leave, that he'd held her in bed for just a moment longer. How much could have changed had he kept her ... | Well this is weird, here I was at the grave of an old friend and what'd ya know here they are right next to me. It had taken years for me to get over his death and I just happened to be in town. Look at him all confused, he's just like before the accident... Before I knew it he had called out my name and glared at me. ... | |
[WP] Sometimes it's impossible to say goodbye | The last dregs of autumn had left brown leaves strewn across the yard. Arthur liked to look at them through the window in the early morning as he drank his coffee. Everything was fine in this neighbourhood. Everything was fine in the city and the state. Everything, in general, was fine. The designers had made it that w... | Well this is weird, here I was at the grave of an old friend and what'd ya know here they are right next to me. It had taken years for me to get over his death and I just happened to be in town. Look at him all confused, he's just like before the accident... Before I knew it he had called out my name and glared at me. ... | |
[WP] Sometimes it's impossible to say goodbye | Julia left Mark seven months ago, it was a rainy day, much like today. He remembered their last conversation perfectly, it was something that he ran through his head several times a day. Mark wished he hadn't let her leave, that he'd held her in bed for just a moment longer. How much could have changed had he kept her ... | ######[](#dropcap)
The bar was like that on any other thousand worlds, the cheap decor only matched by its cheaper beer. Signs in both English and Chinese made several fanciful claims, not the least such as having the coldest beer in all of Nova Hong Kong or having passed their most recent health inspection. Smoke clu... | |
[WP] Sometimes it's impossible to say goodbye | Julia left Mark seven months ago, it was a rainy day, much like today. He remembered their last conversation perfectly, it was something that he ran through his head several times a day. Mark wished he hadn't let her leave, that he'd held her in bed for just a moment longer. How much could have changed had he kept her ... | I looked at him.
He looked at me, for the last time.
What could we do but make jokes and dodge what we both knew?
I didn't want my final words to him to be a bad joke.
But, what could we say?
It's time to walk away, forever fading into his memory.
I gathered my strength, took one look back.
"Goodbye" I tried to ... | |
[WP] Write a guide by an alien species on keeping a pet human | Frequency: 1420 MHz
Origin: Saggitarius A
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/animalia/
Thread: What do you think of human pets?
I'm hooked to a seller who claims to have a few who understand art and can even create good music. Aren't they supposed to be dumb as a duck? How can... | ATTENTION!
Do not take human out of box until you have prepared a suitable environment. Although your organic has been shipped cryogenically frozen and will last indefinitely, once thawed they require strict temperature and atmospheric controls. Failure to do so can result in permanent damage or loss. We recommend... | |
[WP] A surgeon with the most advanced God Complex you've ever seen is, in fact, a deity. | I stood in her office, nervously twitching my pen around and around my fingers, waiting for her phone call to end, staring at the high back of the expensive office chair which was swiveled so that she faced away from me. A bead of sweat was running down my forehead, tickling my skin. I dared not wipe it away; my palm... | The woman rubbed her chin as she surveyed the damage, her eyebrows knit together in a mix of worry and concentration. It was a particularly bad case. The man on the operating table before her had suffered two stab wounds and multiple lacerations, from multiple knives according to her sources. Gang violence was suspecte... | |
[WP] Your Roomba vacuum cleaner has gained sentience and is plotting to kill you | Three hours. I've been sitting in my closet, peering occasionally through the slats in the doors, for three hours. It's just been sitting there the entire time, completely still, waiting.
The Roomba.
Yeah, I know. I sound like a lunatic, but hear me out.
Earlier, I arrived home from work to find the dog in the bat... | I didn't think anything of it at first.
Sometimes it would be running when I thought I had turned it off, and other times it seemed to follow me from room to room. But I didn't worry too much. Who gets suspicious of a vacuum?
It wasn't until last week that I began to really get scared. I was distracted as I was l... | |
[WP] Your Roomba vacuum cleaner has gained sentience and is plotting to kill you | There were just some minor things at first. A little puddle of cleaning fluid that leaked on my wood floors, creating a slippery little death trap right in the shadow of the pantry door where I wouldn't see it. Or that can of green beans that had 'accidentally' fallen onto the basement stairs, perfectly placed so that ... | EX-MA-ROOMBA
"Have you ever heard of the Turing test?" I ask him.
He replied eagerly. "Yes, of course! When the Turing test is passed, it means the distinction between man and machine has blurred."
"Good, he'll be ready" I thought. "As you may have guessed by now, I didn't bring you here to vacation. You're here to... | |
[WP] The opening scroll for George Lucas' Star Wars Episode VII | It is a time of peace and prosperity for the fledgling NEW REPUBLIC. Following the death of Emperor Palpatine and Lord Darth Vader, a new golden age sweeps across the free peoples of the galaxy. Yet, some remnants of the GALACTIC EMPIRE remain defiant. In fear of a new galactic civil war, Republic leader Leia Organa ac... | Not as long ago....in a galaxy far far away.
After the fall of Emporor Palpatine and his merciless apprentice Darth Vader, peace conquered the galaxy.
Lead by General Leia Organa solo the rebellion has continued to spread countless star systems to flush out remaining Empire fractions. Training new generations to... | |
[WP] The opening scroll for George Lucas' Star Wars Episode VII | Taxation on the trading routes is in turmoil following the fall of the Empire. Following increased restrictions on the rate of inflation by the remnants of the imperial forces it has become unclear what the future will hold for the profitability of third quarter revenue listings. A new senate has been established in an... | War rages as the New Republic struggles to stamp out the few remnants of the evil Galactic Empire. The Empire has cobbled together their remaining forces in the far reaches of the outer rim, where they are rumored to be developing a new super weapon far deadlier than the fabled Death Star. With tensions high as Leia Or... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | Damn, I'm always late to the good prompts! Anyway, here we go.
###Second Chances
I see my world and the entirety of my presence in it. My life before my eyes as I ask a silent sky: what led me to this point?
Born too young to a mother who didn't survive me; I spent my life ensuring no one else would die before they ... | I scanned the room, whoever put this piece of paper in my breakfast was about to be shanked.
'I know you're innocent, tonight we escape. Show this paper to the B6 guard before cells close.'
If I knew what each character meant, I'd figure out who did it in a heartbeat - I could ask Jackhands John to read it for me. Na... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | I deserved what I was getting, I knew that much. Unfortunately, I lost all the money I had hoarded over the years in a fire a few weeks before I was arrested, so I couldn't afford a good lawyer. Ironically, it's the same fire that got me caught.
It's been a year or so since the prosecution. I don't really know how lon... | I scanned the room, whoever put this piece of paper in my breakfast was about to be shanked.
'I know you're innocent, tonight we escape. Show this paper to the B6 guard before cells close.'
If I knew what each character meant, I'd figure out who did it in a heartbeat - I could ask Jackhands John to read it for me. Na... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | I took my usual seat with the rest of the untouchables in the back left corner of the dining hall. After a short grunt of acknowledgement accompanied by a nod to the familiar group of outcasts, I picked up my spoon and began to eat. Surveying the Wednesday meal consisting of a milk carton, bland cereal and half an appl... | I scanned the room, whoever put this piece of paper in my breakfast was about to be shanked.
'I know you're innocent, tonight we escape. Show this paper to the B6 guard before cells close.'
If I knew what each character meant, I'd figure out who did it in a heartbeat - I could ask Jackhands John to read it for me. Na... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | A young man sat alone in an ill fitting blue guardsman uniform in the second row of uncomfortable metal seats of the sky rail. He looked out the window into the dark sky and was thankful for the solitude, because he was nervous about his first shift as a guard at the Criminal Housing building of his city's Center. He c... | I scanned the room, whoever put this piece of paper in my breakfast was about to be shanked.
'I know you're innocent, tonight we escape. Show this paper to the B6 guard before cells close.'
If I knew what each character meant, I'd figure out who did it in a heartbeat - I could ask Jackhands John to read it for me. Na... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | *I believe you are innocent.*
They were words I never thought I would hear, or see for that matter, mainly because they weren't true. I was far from innocent, even if the evidence they used in my case was fairly questionable, the Judge saw right through me and my "insanity" act. It wasn't long before the trial and the... | I scanned the room, whoever put this piece of paper in my breakfast was about to be shanked.
'I know you're innocent, tonight we escape. Show this paper to the B6 guard before cells close.'
If I knew what each character meant, I'd figure out who did it in a heartbeat - I could ask Jackhands John to read it for me. Na... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | *I believe you are innocent.*
They were words I never thought I would hear, or see for that matter, mainly because they weren't true. I was far from innocent, even if the evidence they used in my case was fairly questionable, the Judge saw right through me and my "insanity" act. It wasn't long before the trial and the... | He knows I'm innocent...
I suppose his revelation is meant to be my elevation.
His note, written with equal parts recklessness and selflessness, didn't move my spirit in the same way he intends to move me.
Does he not know me? It couldn't have been selflessness. No. Is he so ignorant that his desire for good deeds... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | Damn, I'm always late to the good prompts! Anyway, here we go.
###Second Chances
I see my world and the entirety of my presence in it. My life before my eyes as I ask a silent sky: what led me to this point?
Born too young to a mother who didn't survive me; I spent my life ensuring no one else would die before they ... | I decided I wanted to tell him that I actually wasn't innocent. Honesty seemed like my best option with how little I knew about the situation. But I didn't know how to identify him, so I wrote a note that read "not innocent" and let it fall beneath the table, guessing he would see me do it and pick it up when the priso... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | I deserved what I was getting, I knew that much. Unfortunately, I lost all the money I had hoarded over the years in a fire a few weeks before I was arrested, so I couldn't afford a good lawyer. Ironically, it's the same fire that got me caught.
It's been a year or so since the prosecution. I don't really know how lon... | I decided I wanted to tell him that I actually wasn't innocent. Honesty seemed like my best option with how little I knew about the situation. But I didn't know how to identify him, so I wrote a note that read "not innocent" and let it fall beneath the table, guessing he would see me do it and pick it up when the priso... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | I took my usual seat with the rest of the untouchables in the back left corner of the dining hall. After a short grunt of acknowledgement accompanied by a nod to the familiar group of outcasts, I picked up my spoon and began to eat. Surveying the Wednesday meal consisting of a milk carton, bland cereal and half an appl... | I decided I wanted to tell him that I actually wasn't innocent. Honesty seemed like my best option with how little I knew about the situation. But I didn't know how to identify him, so I wrote a note that read "not innocent" and let it fall beneath the table, guessing he would see me do it and pick it up when the priso... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | A young man sat alone in an ill fitting blue guardsman uniform in the second row of uncomfortable metal seats of the sky rail. He looked out the window into the dark sky and was thankful for the solitude, because he was nervous about his first shift as a guard at the Criminal Housing building of his city's Center. He c... | I decided I wanted to tell him that I actually wasn't innocent. Honesty seemed like my best option with how little I knew about the situation. But I didn't know how to identify him, so I wrote a note that read "not innocent" and let it fall beneath the table, guessing he would see me do it and pick it up when the priso... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | (Late to the party but here goes ...)
It has been a strange two weeks. Lots of up and down. For a while it seemed like events were finally going my way - a judge was ready to review my case, the lawyers were optimistic. Then yesterday it all came to nothing. The appeal was denied. And I am back where I started. So man... | I decided I wanted to tell him that I actually wasn't innocent. Honesty seemed like my best option with how little I knew about the situation. But I didn't know how to identify him, so I wrote a note that read "not innocent" and let it fall beneath the table, guessing he would see me do it and pick it up when the priso... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | *I believe you are innocent.*
They were words I never thought I would hear, or see for that matter, mainly because they weren't true. I was far from innocent, even if the evidence they used in my case was fairly questionable, the Judge saw right through me and my "insanity" act. It wasn't long before the trial and the... | I decided I wanted to tell him that I actually wasn't innocent. Honesty seemed like my best option with how little I knew about the situation. But I didn't know how to identify him, so I wrote a note that read "not innocent" and let it fall beneath the table, guessing he would see me do it and pick it up when the priso... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | To be honest, I almost ate it.
'I know you don’t belong here, be ready when the dinner plates cycle.'
My stomach rumbled more than it usually did at the mush the prison called breakfast. I stared at the note with a mixture of relief and surprise. Someone had believed me. Someone actually believed me. When the sound e... | I decided I wanted to tell him that I actually wasn't innocent. Honesty seemed like my best option with how little I knew about the situation. But I didn't know how to identify him, so I wrote a note that read "not innocent" and let it fall beneath the table, guessing he would see me do it and pick it up when the priso... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | I was sitting there studying my bread roll, trying to decide if the slightly odd discoloration was mold. I rotated the roll to see if the underside had any other odd patches when I noticed it. A small hole, something white barely peeking out. A small piece of paper, it appeared. I removed the paper, which was tightly r... | I decided I wanted to tell him that I actually wasn't innocent. Honesty seemed like my best option with how little I knew about the situation. But I didn't know how to identify him, so I wrote a note that read "not innocent" and let it fall beneath the table, guessing he would see me do it and pick it up when the priso... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | Guantanamo Bay was so much nicer than my desk job in DC. They even give us hummus butt-smoothies here. Do you know how much you would pay for that sort of thing in California? But as the CIA operative behind the 9/11 conspiracy, I knew my time was limited. Then one day, I was handed my ticket home.
"I know you are inn... | I decided I wanted to tell him that I actually wasn't innocent. Honesty seemed like my best option with how little I knew about the situation. But I didn't know how to identify him, so I wrote a note that read "not innocent" and let it fall beneath the table, guessing he would see me do it and pick it up when the priso... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | I took my usual seat with the rest of the untouchables in the back left corner of the dining hall. After a short grunt of acknowledgement accompanied by a nod to the familiar group of outcasts, I picked up my spoon and began to eat. Surveying the Wednesday meal consisting of a milk carton, bland cereal and half an appl... | Damn, I'm always late to the good prompts! Anyway, here we go.
###Second Chances
I see my world and the entirety of my presence in it. My life before my eyes as I ask a silent sky: what led me to this point?
Born too young to a mother who didn't survive me; I spent my life ensuring no one else would die before they ... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | *I believe you are innocent.*
They were words I never thought I would hear, or see for that matter, mainly because they weren't true. I was far from innocent, even if the evidence they used in my case was fairly questionable, the Judge saw right through me and my "insanity" act. It wasn't long before the trial and the... | Damn, I'm always late to the good prompts! Anyway, here we go.
###Second Chances
I see my world and the entirety of my presence in it. My life before my eyes as I ask a silent sky: what led me to this point?
Born too young to a mother who didn't survive me; I spent my life ensuring no one else would die before they ... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | A young man sat alone in an ill fitting blue guardsman uniform in the second row of uncomfortable metal seats of the sky rail. He looked out the window into the dark sky and was thankful for the solitude, because he was nervous about his first shift as a guard at the Criminal Housing building of his city's Center. He c... | I deserved what I was getting, I knew that much. Unfortunately, I lost all the money I had hoarded over the years in a fire a few weeks before I was arrested, so I couldn't afford a good lawyer. Ironically, it's the same fire that got me caught.
It's been a year or so since the prosecution. I don't really know how lon... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | *I believe you are innocent.*
They were words I never thought I would hear, or see for that matter, mainly because they weren't true. I was far from innocent, even if the evidence they used in my case was fairly questionable, the Judge saw right through me and my "insanity" act. It wasn't long before the trial and the... | I deserved what I was getting, I knew that much. Unfortunately, I lost all the money I had hoarded over the years in a fire a few weeks before I was arrested, so I couldn't afford a good lawyer. Ironically, it's the same fire that got me caught.
It's been a year or so since the prosecution. I don't really know how lon... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | *I believe you are innocent.*
They were words I never thought I would hear, or see for that matter, mainly because they weren't true. I was far from innocent, even if the evidence they used in my case was fairly questionable, the Judge saw right through me and my "insanity" act. It wasn't long before the trial and the... | I took my usual seat with the rest of the untouchables in the back left corner of the dining hall. After a short grunt of acknowledgement accompanied by a nod to the familiar group of outcasts, I picked up my spoon and began to eat. Surveying the Wednesday meal consisting of a milk carton, bland cereal and half an appl... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | *I believe you are innocent.*
They were words I never thought I would hear, or see for that matter, mainly because they weren't true. I was far from innocent, even if the evidence they used in my case was fairly questionable, the Judge saw right through me and my "insanity" act. It wasn't long before the trial and the... | A young man sat alone in an ill fitting blue guardsman uniform in the second row of uncomfortable metal seats of the sky rail. He looked out the window into the dark sky and was thankful for the solitude, because he was nervous about his first shift as a guard at the Criminal Housing building of his city's Center. He c... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | To be honest, I almost ate it.
'I know you don’t belong here, be ready when the dinner plates cycle.'
My stomach rumbled more than it usually did at the mush the prison called breakfast. I stared at the note with a mixture of relief and surprise. Someone had believed me. Someone actually believed me. When the sound e... | (Late to the party but here goes ...)
It has been a strange two weeks. Lots of up and down. For a while it seemed like events were finally going my way - a judge was ready to review my case, the lawyers were optimistic. Then yesterday it all came to nothing. The appeal was denied. And I am back where I started. So man... | |
[WP] One day, you find a note in your breakfast; one of the guards knows you're innocent and is going to try to help you escape. You aren't innocent. | Guantanamo Bay was so much nicer than my desk job in DC. They even give us hummus butt-smoothies here. Do you know how much you would pay for that sort of thing in California? But as the CIA operative behind the 9/11 conspiracy, I knew my time was limited. Then one day, I was handed my ticket home.
"I know you are inn... | I was sitting there studying my bread roll, trying to decide if the slightly odd discoloration was mold. I rotated the roll to see if the underside had any other odd patches when I noticed it. A small hole, something white barely peeking out. A small piece of paper, it appeared. I removed the paper, which was tightly r... |
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