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You are told you have precisely twenty minutes left to live. You believe it to be true. How is it you know it to be true that you have twenty minutes left? Who told you? What do you do in those final twenty minutes?
To make this challenge difficult - you have only 100 words to express the story of your characters fina... | [FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | I lay back in the hospital bed, looking up at the ceiling. Such medical precision, I smiled, a tribute to the triumphs of mankind. After months of intensive chemotherapy, surgery, excision, bandaging, scraping, incision, and cauterizing, the end is finally in sight!
What was I waiting for? I must clutch this sweet nec... | The virus imprinted itself into my memory drive instantaneously. The infected bot stopped transmitting once it was clear that everyone in range was infected, and then he ran off to infect others.
I felt the uncontrolled twitching that was the first symptom of infection begin, as the virus began to take control of my ... |
You are told you have precisely twenty minutes left to live. You believe it to be true. How is it you know it to be true that you have twenty minutes left? Who told you? What do you do in those final twenty minutes?
To make this challenge difficult - you have only 100 words to express the story of your characters fina... | [FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | I lay back in the hospital bed, looking up at the ceiling. Such medical precision, I smiled, a tribute to the triumphs of mankind. After months of intensive chemotherapy, surgery, excision, bandaging, scraping, incision, and cauterizing, the end is finally in sight!
What was I waiting for? I must clutch this sweet nec... | My screams are a protest, but unheard, unheeded. I've lived insided my mind for the last three years and it has become my Eden; paradise bottled up behind closed eyelids. I can hear, and think. It's a good life. But these well-intentioned murderers will end me, in less than twenty minutes, because they do not belie... |
[WP] "The new species call themselves 'humans', and while their intelligence is on the low end when it comes to interstellar civilisations, their pure mathematical knowledge is far superior to the entire galactic community's." | "What do you mean they have threat level one potential but zero advanced sorcery. Is this some sort of advanced magic weilding technique we do not know about?" Yelled the director of the Intergalactic Relations Bureau.
"No, sir. It's just that they-" the linguistic and cultural research head was interupted once more ... | BEGINNING ENTRY FOR IGC SPECIES 5023.
TRANSLATION FOR: HUMAN-ENGLISH
IDENTIFICATION: Human
RISK FACTOR: PALTIC
VOTE OF INCLUSION:
S10-1: AYE
S10-2: NAY
S10-3: AYE
S10-4: AYE
S10-5: AYE
TOTAL VOTE: 4-1
RESULT: FIRST CONTACT AND INCLUSION APPROVED
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Humans are two legged, ground based creatu... | |
[WP] "The new species call themselves 'humans', and while their intelligence is on the low end when it comes to interstellar civilisations, their pure mathematical knowledge is far superior to the entire galactic community's." | The human stared at the navigation database. Thiun recognized the look as one of puzzlement. It was distressingly common in humans, considering they made it to a different star system.
"Don't you have a numerical catalog with spacial coordinates? I can translate your zero point to ours easily enough, but this list of ... | BEGINNING ENTRY FOR IGC SPECIES 5023.
TRANSLATION FOR: HUMAN-ENGLISH
IDENTIFICATION: Human
RISK FACTOR: PALTIC
VOTE OF INCLUSION:
S10-1: AYE
S10-2: NAY
S10-3: AYE
S10-4: AYE
S10-5: AYE
TOTAL VOTE: 4-1
RESULT: FIRST CONTACT AND INCLUSION APPROVED
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Humans are two legged, ground based creatu... | |
[WP] "The new species call themselves 'humans', and while their intelligence is on the low end when it comes to interstellar civilisations, their pure mathematical knowledge is far superior to the entire galactic community's." | The human stared at the navigation database. Thiun recognized the look as one of puzzlement. It was distressingly common in humans, considering they made it to a different star system.
"Don't you have a numerical catalog with spacial coordinates? I can translate your zero point to ours easily enough, but this list of ... | "What do you mean they have threat level one potential but zero advanced sorcery. Is this some sort of advanced magic weilding technique we do not know about?" Yelled the director of the Intergalactic Relations Bureau.
"No, sir. It's just that they-" the linguistic and cultural research head was interupted once more ... | |
[WP] "The new species call themselves 'humans', and while their intelligence is on the low end when it comes to interstellar civilisations, their pure mathematical knowledge is far superior to the entire galactic community's." | The human stared at the navigation database. Thiun recognized the look as one of puzzlement. It was distressingly common in humans, considering they made it to a different star system.
"Don't you have a numerical catalog with spacial coordinates? I can translate your zero point to ours easily enough, but this list of ... | **Date XXXX of the Interstellar Calendar**
This new species is absolutely fascinating! They are a still young species, barely out of the 'infant' stage of their evolution I would guess, but never before have I seen such an inquisitive species throughout the Universe. They are immature and undeveloped technologically, ... | |
[WP] "The new species call themselves 'humans', and while their intelligence is on the low end when it comes to interstellar civilisations, their pure mathematical knowledge is far superior to the entire galactic community's." | "Report," the violet-tinted cloud commanded through a series of flashes of varying intensity.
"They call themselves 'humans', sir," the crystalline creature in front of them replied with a voice that was rough and coarse, yet oddly soothing. "I believe you'll find some of their attributes... peculiar."
"Is that so? D... | **Date XXXX of the Interstellar Calendar**
This new species is absolutely fascinating! They are a still young species, barely out of the 'infant' stage of their evolution I would guess, but never before have I seen such an inquisitive species throughout the Universe. They are immature and undeveloped technologically, ... | |
[WP] The ground shudders. Lights flash. Your van jerks to a stop, then lifts from the road. Giant eyes fill the space of the windscreen. A feminine voice calls out to you. "I believe you have my husband. I would very much like him back." | Michael was not an average man, he was a hunter of cryptids and monsters. The whole town called him an eccentric, but one night that all changed.
"What could this mean? Twelve brothers? Blooded sky? Whatever the hell this thing is, it ain't looking for some beers on the porch." Michael said to his brother, Raymond, as... | Annie drove desperately, taking full advantage of the emptiness of the country road to drive in the middle tripling the speed limit. However, she was not fast enough. Arguably, she was too fast. The ground around her quaked. She thought she must've hit a pothole at some eighty miles per hour, but the van stopped, barel... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | 17 was far too young to sell my soul. Maybe I should have waited a year. Once I had entered adulthood, I would have had countless reasons I would need to make a deal with the devil himself. A high school dropout, looked down upon for both my promiscuity and my infertility. I wasn't smart enough to leave any lasting imp... | "Come on, now," I said, giving the devil his best pout. "This was the deal, remember? My immortal soul in exchange for untold power?"
The devil chuckled a low and sinister sound. "Yes, my dear boy, I remember perfectly." He leaned in closer, those red eyes gleaming with malice. "But I have changed my mind."
I gaspe... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | I put my phone up to my ear and hear the typical buzzing of a call going through. This time though, I know it’ll be my last call.
I hear the line pickup, and then starts the screaming. Even though I’ve heard this countless times when calling him, it startles me every time. Maybe it’s because of how loud and surprisin... | "Come on, now," I said, giving the devil his best pout. "This was the deal, remember? My immortal soul in exchange for untold power?"
The devil chuckled a low and sinister sound. "Yes, my dear boy, I remember perfectly." He leaned in closer, those red eyes gleaming with malice. "But I have changed my mind."
I gaspe... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | Two days.
All that was needed for him to do what he needed to do was two days, spending every single hour in unending, crippling, total agony.
Betrayal after betrayal, dragging him deeper and deeper until all he could see was himself, his blade, and the darkness that he allowed himself to be surrounded in.
Until f... | "Come on, now," I said, giving the devil his best pout. "This was the deal, remember? My immortal soul in exchange for untold power?"
The devil chuckled a low and sinister sound. "Yes, my dear boy, I remember perfectly." He leaned in closer, those red eyes gleaming with malice. "But I have changed my mind."
I gaspe... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | "Another great concert, man!" I barely gave the person saying it any mind. I just walked back to my dressing room. My bandmates were shocked I was this out of it. They knew I had just turned 27, and...well, people know what that means for a true rocker. I headed and watched. The Grammys, the VMAs, the AMAs, all of it w... | "Come on, now," I said, giving the devil his best pout. "This was the deal, remember? My immortal soul in exchange for untold power?"
The devil chuckled a low and sinister sound. "Yes, my dear boy, I remember perfectly." He leaned in closer, those red eyes gleaming with malice. "But I have changed my mind."
I gaspe... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | Two days.
All that was needed for him to do what he needed to do was two days, spending every single hour in unending, crippling, total agony.
Betrayal after betrayal, dragging him deeper and deeper until all he could see was himself, his blade, and the darkness that he allowed himself to be surrounded in.
Until f... | The devil scratched his head in confusion.
“You… you know you’re about to die right?”
“Yeah,” I responded.
The demon pulled a scroll out from a pit of flames that spawned in the air and read the contents of it. He snapped his eyes back to me and stared deeply.
“You said you wanted to live a longer life, right?”
“Y... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | I stand before the pillar of flames, blood dripping from my wrist where I sacrificed flesh and blood to summon this demon back from the depths of hell to which it had been confined. My time is come, and an oath is an oath, I cannot forsake it. Though I know this will be the start of a painful eternity, I have done what... | The devil scratched his head in confusion.
“You… you know you’re about to die right?”
“Yeah,” I responded.
The demon pulled a scroll out from a pit of flames that spawned in the air and read the contents of it. He snapped his eyes back to me and stared deeply.
“You said you wanted to live a longer life, right?”
“Y... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | "Another great concert, man!" I barely gave the person saying it any mind. I just walked back to my dressing room. My bandmates were shocked I was this out of it. They knew I had just turned 27, and...well, people know what that means for a true rocker. I headed and watched. The Grammys, the VMAs, the AMAs, all of it w... | The devil scratched his head in confusion.
“You… you know you’re about to die right?”
“Yeah,” I responded.
The demon pulled a scroll out from a pit of flames that spawned in the air and read the contents of it. He snapped his eyes back to me and stared deeply.
“You said you wanted to live a longer life, right?”
“Y... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | There were no theatrics to accompany his arrival today; no flash of light, no scent of brimstone, no billowing inferno and maniacal shadows bounding around the study. Such demonstrations weren’t needed at this point. I was already well aware of the power he wielded, having wielded them myself for the better part of my ... | The devil scratched his head in confusion.
“You… you know you’re about to die right?”
“Yeah,” I responded.
The demon pulled a scroll out from a pit of flames that spawned in the air and read the contents of it. He snapped his eyes back to me and stared deeply.
“You said you wanted to live a longer life, right?”
“Y... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | Two days.
All that was needed for him to do what he needed to do was two days, spending every single hour in unending, crippling, total agony.
Betrayal after betrayal, dragging him deeper and deeper until all he could see was himself, his blade, and the darkness that he allowed himself to be surrounded in.
Until f... | 17 was far too young to sell my soul. Maybe I should have waited a year. Once I had entered adulthood, I would have had countless reasons I would need to make a deal with the devil himself. A high school dropout, looked down upon for both my promiscuity and my infertility. I wasn't smart enough to leave any lasting imp... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | "Another great concert, man!" I barely gave the person saying it any mind. I just walked back to my dressing room. My bandmates were shocked I was this out of it. They knew I had just turned 27, and...well, people know what that means for a true rocker. I headed and watched. The Grammys, the VMAs, the AMAs, all of it w... | 17 was far too young to sell my soul. Maybe I should have waited a year. Once I had entered adulthood, I would have had countless reasons I would need to make a deal with the devil himself. A high school dropout, looked down upon for both my promiscuity and my infertility. I wasn't smart enough to leave any lasting imp... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | "Another great concert, man!" I barely gave the person saying it any mind. I just walked back to my dressing room. My bandmates were shocked I was this out of it. They knew I had just turned 27, and...well, people know what that means for a true rocker. I headed and watched. The Grammys, the VMAs, the AMAs, all of it w... | Two days.
All that was needed for him to do what he needed to do was two days, spending every single hour in unending, crippling, total agony.
Betrayal after betrayal, dragging him deeper and deeper until all he could see was himself, his blade, and the darkness that he allowed himself to be surrounded in.
Until f... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | There were no theatrics to accompany his arrival today; no flash of light, no scent of brimstone, no billowing inferno and maniacal shadows bounding around the study. Such demonstrations weren’t needed at this point. I was already well aware of the power he wielded, having wielded them myself for the better part of my ... | I stand before the pillar of flames, blood dripping from my wrist where I sacrificed flesh and blood to summon this demon back from the depths of hell to which it had been confined. My time is come, and an oath is an oath, I cannot forsake it. Though I know this will be the start of a painful eternity, I have done what... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now |
2000 years is a long long time, but it went by surprisingly fast. I was surprised when he agreed so quickly. I can distinctly remember seeing the giddiness on Satan’s face as he said, “Such a prize, one from his inner circle, the corruption of this soul will fuel hell for a millenia”. Just as soon as that thought vani... | She pulls her blade back from a well placed thrust on bargainer's throat as the body of now dying bargainer just like she falls to the ground. Both leave the cave in their own ways, man felled in combat drowned to death and the woman sheathed her blade and hanged the mace safely from her belt.
It was a dangerous duel ... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | There were no theatrics to accompany his arrival today; no flash of light, no scent of brimstone, no billowing inferno and maniacal shadows bounding around the study. Such demonstrations weren’t needed at this point. I was already well aware of the power he wielded, having wielded them myself for the better part of my ... | She pulls her blade back from a well placed thrust on bargainer's throat as the body of now dying bargainer just like she falls to the ground. Both leave the cave in their own ways, man felled in combat drowned to death and the woman sheathed her blade and hanged the mace safely from her belt.
It was a dangerous duel ... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | There were no theatrics to accompany his arrival today; no flash of light, no scent of brimstone, no billowing inferno and maniacal shadows bounding around the study. Such demonstrations weren’t needed at this point. I was already well aware of the power he wielded, having wielded them myself for the better part of my ... |
2000 years is a long long time, but it went by surprisingly fast. I was surprised when he agreed so quickly. I can distinctly remember seeing the giddiness on Satan’s face as he said, “Such a prize, one from his inner circle, the corruption of this soul will fuel hell for a millenia”. Just as soon as that thought vani... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | There were no theatrics to accompany his arrival today; no flash of light, no scent of brimstone, no billowing inferno and maniacal shadows bounding around the study. Such demonstrations weren’t needed at this point. I was already well aware of the power he wielded, having wielded them myself for the better part of my ... | *Carson looks at his friend Jesse after taking another drink from his beer*
Carson- Jesse, I'm telling you the truth here. You gotta believe me on this.
Jesse- Carson, it's not a matter of if I believe you, it's more like can I believe you? I mean c'mon, your story ended with that stupid joke, and now you want me to... | |
[WP] As the end of your deal with the devil comes to an end you summon him once more to hand over your immortal soul, you knew what you were getting yourself into from the start and despite it all you are satisfied to end it this way... only the devil seems weirdly reluctant to take your soul now | \[Monday's Bad News\]
"Take it where?" Melthias asked. The portly, horned demon tilted his head at Paul. He stood inside the summoning circle in a garage. Paul stood outside the circle leaning against a dusty work table littered with tools.
"To... Hell...," Paul said. "I got everything I asked for, so our deal... | 30 years of bliss , I knew it was coming up , 30 years since that day , the day I made a deal with Lucifer himself.
I couldn’t really complain , I agreed to the terms , I got what I wanted , I was old now but part of me pained at the reality of true eternity for these 30 years , but I couldn’t change it now even if ... | |
[WP] A dormant gene, (previously thought to be a myth) has been activated, granting a random 10% of the population telepathy. You are not part of the 10%, but you have secrets to keep, so you can't afford running into someone who is. | It took about 80 years for the loss of privacy to become normal.
At first there was joy and excitement. Human evolution in real time. Incredible. My grandma told me that for a while a lot of people didn't believe. Telepathy? In our time? It sounded like a party trick at best, a con at worst. But as more evidence was ... | Everybody hates a telepath. Me, especially. I've got secrets that I don't want pried out of my skull for the world to see.
The name that I tell everyone that I have isn't mine. The parents that I post on social media are photoshopped out of stock photos, and the apartment that I take my friends to is miles away from w... | |
[WP] You’ve recently learnt morse code and the rain is telling you to run. | It had been unusually rainy for this late into the season. There was a persistent drizzling all day, it left the sidewalk wet and glistening under the flickering lamp posts. Despite the dreary weather, the café had been rather busy. Customers flooded in at all hours in search of a hot drink to fight off the chill. I wa... | chat.openai.com
I have always been fascinated by codes and secret languages, and so when I learned about Morse code, I was immediately drawn to it. I spent hours practicing and studying, until I was able to read and write it fluently.
But I never expected that my knowledge of Morse code would save my life.
It was a ... | |
[WP] You’ve recently learnt morse code and the rain is telling you to run. | It had been unusually rainy for this late into the season. There was a persistent drizzling all day, it left the sidewalk wet and glistening under the flickering lamp posts. Despite the dreary weather, the café had been rather busy. Customers flooded in at all hours in search of a hot drink to fight off the chill. I wa... | The drops tapped a pattern on the ground, and I could have sworn that it was coming from an unseen finger, someone sending me a message. Click-click-click-click; dot-dash-dot-dash. I felt chills rise up my spine as I read it in my head: Run.
Every muscle in my body tightened, as my legs shifted into gear, pushing me t... | |
[WP] You are functionally immortal. However, every century your memories are reverted back completely to when the curse first took root. | The biggest problem with forgetting everything is trying to catch up with my past. I’ve gotten really good at leaving myself notes, which over the millennia have become scrolls, books, even shelves of books, that I need to pore through after reading the initial note that reads, “Greetings, Salomon, and salutations. Thi... | [Poem].
Blacksmithing is always a good gig,
The problems are never too big.
But after my reset,
Imagine my upset,
When I woke up to a world waaaay too big. | |
[WP] We've all seen Zombies, Astroids, and Nukes. Write an apacolypse with an origin you havent seen talked about before. | Emily been counting on my left for as long as i can remember, heck shes the only way we keep tracking how long we have been here. In this purgatory covered in a darknes as black and as thick as tar
I was in my cubicle at work when it happened. I spotted a wall of darkness rushing towards us from the corner of my eye a... | “When I tell you the world ended by an apocalypse, you probably think of one event. One big boom that ended everything. Now I want you to get that thought out of your head. Because what ended the world was not one event. It was a cascade. A flowing cacophony where a domino effect took out the world. All the different a... | |
[WP] We've all seen Zombies, Astroids, and Nukes. Write an apacolypse with an origin you havent seen talked about before. | Captain's Log, December 16th 2022, USS Alaska
Life probably originated in the deep ocean. Eventually, some molecule formed that had the miraculous property of self-replication, feeding on the energetic proton gradients in the porous limestone near hydrothermal vents. By the power of evolution, mutations that improved ... | “When I tell you the world ended by an apocalypse, you probably think of one event. One big boom that ended everything. Now I want you to get that thought out of your head. Because what ended the world was not one event. It was a cascade. A flowing cacophony where a domino effect took out the world. All the different a... | |
[WP] We've all seen Zombies, Astroids, and Nukes. Write an apacolypse with an origin you havent seen talked about before. | Captain's Log, December 16th 2022, USS Alaska
Life probably originated in the deep ocean. Eventually, some molecule formed that had the miraculous property of self-replication, feeding on the energetic proton gradients in the porous limestone near hydrothermal vents. By the power of evolution, mutations that improved ... | Emily been counting on my left for as long as i can remember, heck shes the only way we keep tracking how long we have been here. In this purgatory covered in a darknes as black and as thick as tar
I was in my cubicle at work when it happened. I spotted a wall of darkness rushing towards us from the corner of my eye a... | |
[WP] The revenge driven protagonist hunts his fathers killer for years, only to discover that he was now a loving family man with a son. The killer suffers from heavy guilt for his past actions and has now worked hard to be a better man to everyone, and is beloved for his kindness and generosity. | "Please don't do this." she sobbed.
"I said the same thing," I whispered, pressing the muzzle of my gun into the forehead of the man kneeling before me, "just before this bastard here killed my father right before my eyes."
"Daddy," one of the children cried, and my heart clenched. I was there too, a lifetime ago.
"... | I sat on the crowded train, glad I managed to swindle my way into a comfy window seat by a sleeping buisness man. The condensation dripped from my fresh can of coke. The Christmas advertising saw to it that the drips ran over Santa's jolly face upon the aluminium.
"Hello, fat man." I whispered flatly to myself, just lo... | |
[WP]"Dad, I am cold" "Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?" | The shewolf bowed her head as her alpha approached. "He's over here, my lord."
"I know," he replied. The wind turned, curled, snaking through the trees, and on the silver chill of winter air, he tasted that familiar scent. "I can smell him."
Out of the dark, a motley shape approached. Even to the old alpha's lupine e... | I stood with my back against the door, a shotgun held in my hand. Its wooden stock slipped from my numb fingers. I crouched to get it and saw my reflection in a sliver of ice.
I was a remnant of a man, but years spent away from other people will do that. A crunch interrupted my musings.
"Dad, I am cold" I scrabbled f... | |
[WP]"Dad, I am cold" "Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?" | "Dad I'm cold" The boy said through the spirit box, it was choppy but you could hear it.
We were sitting in a cemetery at my little brothers unmarked grave. I knew where he was buried, I was there when I saw him above ground for the last time. I would head to the cemetery once a year on his birthday and try to make c... | I stood with my back against the door, a shotgun held in my hand. Its wooden stock slipped from my numb fingers. I crouched to get it and saw my reflection in a sliver of ice.
I was a remnant of a man, but years spent away from other people will do that. A crunch interrupted my musings.
"Dad, I am cold" I scrabbled f... | |
[WP]"Dad, I am cold" "Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?" | The shewolf bowed her head as her alpha approached. "He's over here, my lord."
"I know," he replied. The wind turned, curled, snaking through the trees, and on the silver chill of winter air, he tasted that familiar scent. "I can smell him."
Out of the dark, a motley shape approached. Even to the old alpha's lupine e... |
"Dad, I'm cold..."
Jaxon searched for his father's hand, his eyes glassy, dry and red, darting furtively across the room. The IV methodically sent the cocktail fusing through his veins, as an icy, metallic chill surged through his body. They'd tried and missed four times, as scar tissue blocked entry from most kinds... | |
[WP]"Dad, I am cold" "Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?" | "Dad I'm cold" The boy said through the spirit box, it was choppy but you could hear it.
We were sitting in a cemetery at my little brothers unmarked grave. I knew where he was buried, I was there when I saw him above ground for the last time. I would head to the cemetery once a year on his birthday and try to make c... |
"Dad, I'm cold..."
Jaxon searched for his father's hand, his eyes glassy, dry and red, darting furtively across the room. The IV methodically sent the cocktail fusing through his veins, as an icy, metallic chill surged through his body. They'd tried and missed four times, as scar tissue blocked entry from most kinds... | |
[WP]"Dad, I am cold" "Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?" | "Dad I'm cold" The boy said through the spirit box, it was choppy but you could hear it.
We were sitting in a cemetery at my little brothers unmarked grave. I knew where he was buried, I was there when I saw him above ground for the last time. I would head to the cemetery once a year on his birthday and try to make c... | "Dad, I'm so cold," I whined as I sat beside him in our old, run down cabin in Saskatchewan.
"Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?" My dad looked at me through the corner of his eyes, disdain painted into his look.
"I can't leave you here," I murmured, reaching out to place one of my... | |
[WP]"Dad, I am cold" "Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?" | "Dad I'm cold" The boy said through the spirit box, it was choppy but you could hear it.
We were sitting in a cemetery at my little brothers unmarked grave. I knew where he was buried, I was there when I saw him above ground for the last time. I would head to the cemetery once a year on his birthday and try to make c... | "Dad, I am cold."
The man shifts his chair a little and opens one arm while sipping coffee and scrolling the tablet.
The child seems to flitter in and out of existence. He slowly walks over and climbs up. He seems to solidify and gain color.
The man asks: "Do you feel warmer now?"
The boy half replies sleepily: "Ye... | |
[WP]"Dad, I am cold" "Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?" | "Dad, I am cold."
"Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?"
"Say it."
"I don't want to say it."
"You have to say it. You murdered me. You murdered Mom. Look at me. Look at my neck. Look what you did to me."
"I don't have to look at anything. You're an apparition. Leave... | "Dad, I'm cold," I said, my teeth chattering from the chill in the air.
My father looked at me with a pained expression on his face. "Son, please, it's been seven years already. Why do you keep coming back?"
I didn't have an answer for him. I didn't understand why I kept returning to this place, either. A... | |
[WP]"Dad, I am cold" "Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?" | "Dad, I am cold."
"Son, please, it's been 7 years already, why do you keep coming back?"
"Say it."
"I don't want to say it."
"You have to say it. You murdered me. You murdered Mom. Look at me. Look at my neck. Look what you did to me."
"I don't have to look at anything. You're an apparition. Leave... | “So...cold.”
“Son. It’s been six—wait. No. *Seven* years. Why do you keep coming back?”
“P...pa-pa. I’m so...so cold. I. I can’t get warm, pa-pa. So very—hey-hey! Don’t close that door. It’s snowing out here.”
“Look. You’re twenty-five, I don’t mind you visiting — lord knows I love seeing you, kid — but I can’t have... | |
[WP] You are a demon, one of the top ranked ones at that. One day you get a call from an angel you used to be friends with. "Look, i hate to ask this, but i trust you. Can you cover for me for a couple years?" The Guardian Angel asks. | "Gimme another." The demon pushed his mug across the bar to the poltergeist bartender, who took it without a word.
"If I knew how hard this was gonna be, I wouldn't have agreed. Guardian angel for a teenager, right? Old friend asked me to cover for him for a few years. Keep an eye on him, keep him from dying, should b... | “A couple of years! are you crazy they’ll throw me back down to hell” as I look at the flaming pits of hell hearing the angel rattle on with the following “just disguise yourself as an angel no one will know the difference” as he stands around above on clouds.
“Yeah but my wings are the only thing that won’t be cover... | |
[WP] You are an evil president of the United States and you want to ruin the world. Unfortunately, your plans backfire and you keep making the world a better place instead by accident, earning endless praise from the people and human rights advocacy groups. This is not what you wanted. | After months of planning and campaigning I get to enact my revenge for the humiliation my ancestral homeland suffered at the hands of the US invasion decades ago. With glee, I watched as the deadly neurotoxin was loaded onto the missile which would disperse the vile substance in the atmosphere. Millions would die, a ju... | It was time for the last resort. I called in my PA and told her to ready Plan T. With slight surprise, she hurried out the Oval Office closing the door behind her.
Not even twenty minutes went by when I received the phone call, “Sir, SEAL Team 6 are in the chicken’s coop, I repeat, SEAL Team 6 are in the chicken’s co... | |
[WP] You are an evil president of the United States and you want to ruin the world. Unfortunately, your plans backfire and you keep making the world a better place instead by accident, earning endless praise from the people and human rights advocacy groups. This is not what you wanted. | I glared at the television.
The news networks were singing my praises, or at least that was how it felt. I had gotten opinion news outlawed as one of my first acts, so that they couldn't make me look bad before I put my plans in motion, but that had backfired. All the news outlets I'd been hoping to bribe were the on... | President Gerald Darryl Hotchkins grew up in a pretty average nuclear family. He was taught pretty firmly what was right and wrong. Taxation is theft, universal healthcare is communism, civil rights were communism, look, a lot of things were communism back when Gerald was growing up. And there was something else Gerald... | |
[WP] You are an evil president of the United States and you want to ruin the world. Unfortunately, your plans backfire and you keep making the world a better place instead by accident, earning endless praise from the people and human rights advocacy groups. This is not what you wanted. | I glared at the television.
The news networks were singing my praises, or at least that was how it felt. I had gotten opinion news outlawed as one of my first acts, so that they couldn't make me look bad before I put my plans in motion, but that had backfired. All the news outlets I'd been hoping to bribe were the on... | It is almost done. The Union is on the brink of collapse. The partys are breaking themselfes from within almost as furious as they are attacking each other. It took surprisingly long but representatives have started to vote against their own president. The first three imeachments were unsuccessful but the next will rel... | |
[WP] You are an evil president of the United States and you want to ruin the world. Unfortunately, your plans backfire and you keep making the world a better place instead by accident, earning endless praise from the people and human rights advocacy groups. This is not what you wanted. | I glared at the television.
The news networks were singing my praises, or at least that was how it felt. I had gotten opinion news outlawed as one of my first acts, so that they couldn't make me look bad before I put my plans in motion, but that had backfired. All the news outlets I'd been hoping to bribe were the on... | Some people just want to watch the world burn, I am one of those people.
“The plan is ready sir.” Said my henchman, “The factories will be shutdown by 5 PM today, this will surely cause an economic crisis which will leave the rich in power and the poor out of it.”
All according to plan I t... | |
[WP] There are two types of rebels in the world. Young, plucky heroes with a prophecy and plot armor, and grim faced, dirt streaked insurgents with old Soviet guns and handmade explosives. The problem comes when these two groups team up. | One by one, a few dozen nervous teenagers walked toward the announcement stage for the SELECTION. The setup resembled a simple blood drive. The atmosphere was made more foreboding however, as cameras and speakers were strewn everywhere for broadcasting, and COMMITTEE soldiers - also known as 'Pacifiers' - stood guard t... | I’m in deep shit now. I’ve been running from the authorities for a week straight and I’m still not safe. So for context on why, I’ll explain. My family started a rebellion years and years ago, that spread everywhere. Now everyone thinks the government is full of shit. (Which is true.) There is one disagreement in the c... | |
[WP] "To extend a life already lived on borrowed time requires three things..." | Been reading the writing related subreddits for a while now, but I recently starting writing (for fun). This will actually be my first submission.
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“It is your time,” Death said, pointing at Charles. Charles peeked at Death through half-closed eyelids, and went back to sleep. “I said it is your time, Charles,... | Our time is up. The clock's run out. Half past dead. Sunset. You could always "borrow" a few extra moments. There are ways of doing that. But even that runs out. To extend a life already lived on borrowed time requires three things: luck, the will to continue living regardless of consequence, and some friends in high p... | |
Write a story in 100 words or less that the main feature is blood. The character learns something important through blood, either their own or some belonging to another character. | [FF] 100 Words - It's In The Blood | I never want to be like my father. The alcoholism. Bastard said I couldn't escape it. It was in my blood. The razor in my hand can fix that. | "The human race is doomed," said the speaker. The faces around the table paled noticeably. Some cried. This was the answer they had all expected, yet secretly hoped they would not hear.
"Blood tests have confirmed," the speaker continued bravely. "Our DNA has become non-viable. Procreation is no longer possible."
"Wh... |
Write a story in 100 words or less that the main feature is blood. The character learns something important through blood, either their own or some belonging to another character. | [FF] 100 Words - It's In The Blood | I never want to be like my father. The alcoholism. Bastard said I couldn't escape it. It was in my blood. The razor in my hand can fix that. | How was I to know that the truck had people in it, hidden in a compartment below the watermelon? 37 people, hoping for a better life in Turkey, paid to be smuggled across the border. The "smugglers" didn't tell me about this; they only said to deliver the fruit and drive the truck into the river. I didn't question th... |
[WP] at wedding of the woman you love, and you're the best man. | A free bird can't be caged, that's what they say. And how could I try, with her spirit so wild and her heart so free? I was not like that though. Mine belonged to her solely.
So there I was in the chapel, in full uniform - not the uniform I was used to, but a uniform nonetheless - today I traded my fatigues for a tuxe... | Erosion. If that was a feeling, that's what my heart is going through. My heart is eroding like dirt off a cliff; dissolving like wet paper.
I want to tear my eyes out for seeing her lovely smile. I want to rip my heart out of its cage for loving her as much as I do.
She's right there, I can smell her beauty, I ca... | |
[WP] at wedding of the woman you love, and you're the best man. | Slowly, she put each foot in front of the other like a delicate ballerina in an overflowing white dress covered in gleaming sequins- like her bright eyes. Her whole world is a stage, and I knew it. We had grown up together, fought, cried, and shared a large part of our lives together.
Beautiful- she always made people... | Erosion. If that was a feeling, that's what my heart is going through. My heart is eroding like dirt off a cliff; dissolving like wet paper.
I want to tear my eyes out for seeing her lovely smile. I want to rip my heart out of its cage for loving her as much as I do.
She's right there, I can smell her beauty, I ca... | |
[WP] at wedding of the woman you love, and you're the best man. | It was fitting that he and I had so much in common, enough that she could have chosen to love us both, enough so that he and I became friends when they were first divorced. I didn't want to make an already difficult circumstance worse, and I saw how much pain he was in from losing her. He and I were able to go to game... | It didn’t matter what the rest of the people felt about the wedding. It was her wedding not yours so your input wasn’t requested for most things. Your friends and her family didn’t agree that the wedding should take place. “She had better options.” “He isn’t the right one for her.” You agreed more strongly than any of ... | |
[WP] at wedding of the woman you love, and you're the best man. | Hands shaking. Fidgeting with the note. Leg bouncing. Look at Drew, my best friend. Big smile from him. Looks happy. Of course. Why wouldn’t he be. Steal a glance at Jenn. Beautiful. Look away now, don’t let your eyes linger too long. Steal one more glance. Remember to breathe. Look down at the note again.
Now’s the t... | It didn’t matter what the rest of the people felt about the wedding. It was her wedding not yours so your input wasn’t requested for most things. Your friends and her family didn’t agree that the wedding should take place. “She had better options.” “He isn’t the right one for her.” You agreed more strongly than any of ... | |
[WP] at wedding of the woman you love, and you're the best man. | Hands shaking. Fidgeting with the note. Leg bouncing. Look at Drew, my best friend. Big smile from him. Looks happy. Of course. Why wouldn’t he be. Steal a glance at Jenn. Beautiful. Look away now, don’t let your eyes linger too long. Steal one more glance. Remember to breathe. Look down at the note again.
Now’s the t... | It was fitting that he and I had so much in common, enough that she could have chosen to love us both, enough so that he and I became friends when they were first divorced. I didn't want to make an already difficult circumstance worse, and I saw how much pain he was in from losing her. He and I were able to go to game... | |
[WP] at wedding of the woman you love, and you're the best man. | The toasts are what got me. Never mind that I had spent all weekend calming my best friend’s nerves, fixing and refixing ties. The ceremony had been beautiful, too. Everything she planned had been beautiful.
But besides chasing flower girls, find rings and their bearers, the worst part were the speeches. The Maid of... | It was no secret I was in love with Veronica. I'd known her a long, long time and we'd always flirted, never dated. Something would always come up, like different Colleges, or we were each already in a relationship, just always something.
And here I was best man at her fucking wedding! Best man, to a guy who I resent... | |
[WP] at wedding of the woman you love, and you're the best man. | I had played this fantasy over in my mind for years. After the ceremony, when she would vow to love my friend for all her life, I would have a chance to dance with her just once during the reception. It would be a slow song. I would hold her close to me one last time and imagine those vows she just said were for me.... | It was no secret I was in love with Veronica. I'd known her a long, long time and we'd always flirted, never dated. Something would always come up, like different Colleges, or we were each already in a relationship, just always something.
And here I was best man at her fucking wedding! Best man, to a guy who I resent... | |
[WP] You wake up go to high school and slowly start to realise you're in typical teen high school movie. | <Montage of morning traffic for about 1 min to [cascade by hyper](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BhALP8W01Wc)
Camera constantly following one specific car for the duration of montage; follows car into school>
<Camera in car. Music is revealed to be coming from the stereo>
Markus: Did you just here that... | 'Oh shit.' I said. | |
[WP] You wake up go to high school and slowly start to realise you're in typical teen high school movie. | "Hello! I am Rachel Dweebs, representative of the Eastbrook High student body. You must be the foreign exchange student, right?"
I look at the short girl with glasses infront of me - her voice is shrill and annoying and she talks way too fast, but despite the fact that she is dressed horribly and is not your typical "... | 'Oh shit.' I said. | |
[WP] You wake up go to high school and slowly start to realise you're in typical teen high school movie. | I hear the alarm clock screech and my eyelids flutter open. Normally I would hit the snooze button a few times, but today I feel perfectly well-rested, so I sit up in bed.
My eyes come to focus on my bedroom. It is absolutely *enormous*. Seriously, there is no way a room this size wouldn't be the master bedroom. And e... | 'Oh shit.' I said. | |
[WP] You wake up go to high school and slowly start to realise you're in typical teen high school movie. | Wake up.
The alarm clock is blaring as I find myself waking up and walking into my bathroom for my daily... What? What is this? My hair looks. It just looks perfect? I showered last night, how is that possi... is that make up? Am I wearing make up? What in all hell. Fine, whatever. I wash off the copious amount of st... | 'Oh shit.' I said. | |
[WP] You wake up go to high school and slowly start to realise you're in typical teen high school movie. | I hear the alarm clock screech and my eyelids flutter open. Normally I would hit the snooze button a few times, but today I feel perfectly well-rested, so I sit up in bed.
My eyes come to focus on my bedroom. It is absolutely *enormous*. Seriously, there is no way a room this size wouldn't be the master bedroom. And e... | <Montage of morning traffic for about 1 min to [cascade by hyper](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BhALP8W01Wc)
Camera constantly following one specific car for the duration of montage; follows car into school>
<Camera in car. Music is revealed to be coming from the stereo>
Markus: Did you just here that... | |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | I brush the keys with my fingertips. I revel at the sensation, the first tactile stimulus in months. The fingers of my right hand contain the only skin left on my body.
The seductive whirr of the servos in my left arm plays as I reach across and check the subroutines one last time. No going back now. Could I ever have... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | I was sitting in class when it happened. It was a particularly dull Chemistry period, and I was staring at my teacher, Mr Rhodes with something halfway between boredom and hatred. He was droning on about chemical bonds and I remember thinking to myself that I wished that he just didn't exist.
With a pop, he vanished. ... | I brush the keys with my fingertips. I revel at the sensation, the first tactile stimulus in months. The fingers of my right hand contain the only skin left on my body.
The seductive whirr of the servos in my left arm plays as I reach across and check the subroutines one last time. No going back now. Could I ever have... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | The Machine is almost complete. All I need now is to finish the ΑΩ Function and I can do it.
They always knew I would be the one that would give them their Solution. They studied and meditated for billions of years just to know that this day would come, the day where I fulfilled their prophecy.
They call me 'Yahweh'... | I brush the keys with my fingertips. I revel at the sensation, the first tactile stimulus in months. The fingers of my right hand contain the only skin left on my body.
The seductive whirr of the servos in my left arm plays as I reach across and check the subroutines one last time. No going back now. Could I ever have... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | During deep meditation I became Buddha. I could see everything, know everything.
But there was a problem there, or rather...
..here.
I could not change anything.
Everyone just kept on with their lives, their illusions, following their thoughts.
While I stayed thoughtless and in radiance, the world just grew... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | I was sitting in class when it happened. It was a particularly dull Chemistry period, and I was staring at my teacher, Mr Rhodes with something halfway between boredom and hatred. He was droning on about chemical bonds and I remember thinking to myself that I wished that he just didn't exist.
With a pop, he vanished. ... | During deep meditation I became Buddha. I could see everything, know everything.
But there was a problem there, or rather...
..here.
I could not change anything.
Everyone just kept on with their lives, their illusions, following their thoughts.
While I stayed thoughtless and in radiance, the world just grew... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | The Machine is almost complete. All I need now is to finish the ΑΩ Function and I can do it.
They always knew I would be the one that would give them their Solution. They studied and meditated for billions of years just to know that this day would come, the day where I fulfilled their prophecy.
They call me 'Yahweh'... | During deep meditation I became Buddha. I could see everything, know everything.
But there was a problem there, or rather...
..here.
I could not change anything.
Everyone just kept on with their lives, their illusions, following their thoughts.
While I stayed thoughtless and in radiance, the world just grew... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | It wasn't an easy transformation. My first step was all flashing lights and loud noise. When it was over I couldn't eat for a week without throwing up. My hands trembled. Horrible thoughts kept invading my mind.
After awhile it became what it truly was, a job. Maybe not a "conventional" job others may have had. I was ... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | I was sitting in class when it happened. It was a particularly dull Chemistry period, and I was staring at my teacher, Mr Rhodes with something halfway between boredom and hatred. He was droning on about chemical bonds and I remember thinking to myself that I wished that he just didn't exist.
With a pop, he vanished. ... | It wasn't an easy transformation. My first step was all flashing lights and loud noise. When it was over I couldn't eat for a week without throwing up. My hands trembled. Horrible thoughts kept invading my mind.
After awhile it became what it truly was, a job. Maybe not a "conventional" job others may have had. I was ... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | The Machine is almost complete. All I need now is to finish the ΑΩ Function and I can do it.
They always knew I would be the one that would give them their Solution. They studied and meditated for billions of years just to know that this day would come, the day where I fulfilled their prophecy.
They call me 'Yahweh'... | It wasn't an easy transformation. My first step was all flashing lights and loud noise. When it was over I couldn't eat for a week without throwing up. My hands trembled. Horrible thoughts kept invading my mind.
After awhile it became what it truly was, a job. Maybe not a "conventional" job others may have had. I was ... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | Dear Dirary,
Apparently I'm a god now.
But before being a god, I was just an adventurer. I guess that's what I'd call it? I'd go on adventures. Me, some friends, solving problems and slaying monsters. It was pretty fun, not extremely rewarding but job prospects aren't exactly great in my village. Just various shades ... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | The Machine is almost complete. All I need now is to finish the ΑΩ Function and I can do it.
They always knew I would be the one that would give them their Solution. They studied and meditated for billions of years just to know that this day would come, the day where I fulfilled their prophecy.
They call me 'Yahweh'... | Dear Dirary,
Apparently I'm a god now.
But before being a god, I was just an adventurer. I guess that's what I'd call it? I'd go on adventures. Me, some friends, solving problems and slaying monsters. It was pretty fun, not extremely rewarding but job prospects aren't exactly great in my village. Just various shades ... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... |
Brett was thrilled when he got the notice. For this year’s meltdown, he had been selected to be in charge of CERN’s LHC. The large haldron collider was a monstrous undertaking by the scientific community to create a particle accelerator that would be second to none. Each year, there was a ‘meltdown’ – the time whe... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | He controlled their lives.
He could place them along a dusty sand line to suffer under the merciless searing heat of the Sun above.
He could be the gust of wind that blew off their camouflage, exposing them to the 10 enemy soldiers they had been spying on.
He could march them into the deepest pits of the hottest hell, ... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | The look is death. Vacant and heavy, two still pools of darkness that draw you in as they drown you drown. The pale blue hospital gown still against her fragile bones.
"Becoming God...", her hollow voice clawing at the wall of silence.
Not a twitch or a quiver in her motionless frame, not so much gazing in to void ... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | If y'all haven't read the Incarnations of Immortality, you definitely should. It's a suburb take on this very topic.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Incarnations_of_Immortality |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | He was born in Chicago. A black man with an ear for beats and a eye for gold, platinum, silver and everything else. He woke up everyday with a smile on his face, because his dreams were filled with himself. Something was missing, though.
That something, however, he could never find. He traveled the world over, attain... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | If this is your thing you should check out Fred Saberhagens books of the gods. Starts with the face of Apollo and is all about what you're asking. http://www.berserker.com/fredsgods.htm |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | Ascendant.
All I ever wanted was control. It’s all anyone really wants, at the end of the day. People phrase it differently, but control is what they are after. They want the power to enforce their will, and to defend themselves from those doing the same. They want money to buy off other people. They might even want a... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | “We’ve done it,” is the only phrase he can say. John says these words while looking down in astonishment, thinking about what he’s accomplished. What she’s made possible.
She, Anne, is propped up by pillows in a hospital bed. Anne hasn’t recovered from the procedure yet. Barely conscious she asks, “What have we done?”... | John was walking fast past the Houses of Parliament on his way to work. It was 10.55am and he was going to be late for his eleven o'clock shift. He hated these shifts. He worked eleven to seven over five days a week in Duffy's sandwich bar. The pay was terrible. Jim, the shop manager, would be docking pay today if he d... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | I was sitting in class when it happened. It was a particularly dull Chemistry period, and I was staring at my teacher, Mr Rhodes with something halfway between boredom and hatred. He was droning on about chemical bonds and I remember thinking to myself that I wished that he just didn't exist.
With a pop, he vanished. ... | What defines a god. Unlimited power? The ability to create or destroy anything at will? The ability to impose one's will upon all of creation? Dr. Fields had all of these at his fingertips with this device. Months of tinkering had gone by to reach this moment. Ash covered diagrams and the smell of ozone filled his... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | The Machine is almost complete. All I need now is to finish the ΑΩ Function and I can do it.
They always knew I would be the one that would give them their Solution. They studied and meditated for billions of years just to know that this day would come, the day where I fulfilled their prophecy.
They call me 'Yahweh'... | What defines a god. Unlimited power? The ability to create or destroy anything at will? The ability to impose one's will upon all of creation? Dr. Fields had all of these at his fingertips with this device. Months of tinkering had gone by to reach this moment. Ash covered diagrams and the smell of ozone filled his... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | I've always known there was something special about me; I wasn't like everyone else. There are things I just *KNEW* without being told.
My first memory of it was when I was in preschool. I'd look at people, and just KNOW things. I'd look at one of the kids, and somehow I just KNEW something was going to happen to h... | What defines a god. Unlimited power? The ability to create or destroy anything at will? The ability to impose one's will upon all of creation? Dr. Fields had all of these at his fingertips with this device. Months of tinkering had gone by to reach this moment. Ash covered diagrams and the smell of ozone filled his... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. |
When Mary became god she left her husband and moved in with Frank. When Frank became god he stopped paying for Internet and stole it from coffee shops. When Mary moved in Frank told her they didn't have to have sex—but he would really like it if they did. She liked it too, so they did. They did this in Frank... | What defines a god. Unlimited power? The ability to create or destroy anything at will? The ability to impose one's will upon all of creation? Dr. Fields had all of these at his fingertips with this device. Months of tinkering had gone by to reach this moment. Ash covered diagrams and the smell of ozone filled his... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | I was sitting in class when it happened. It was a particularly dull Chemistry period, and I was staring at my teacher, Mr Rhodes with something halfway between boredom and hatred. He was droning on about chemical bonds and I remember thinking to myself that I wished that he just didn't exist.
With a pop, he vanished. ... | It began with practice; in the books, no matter the god, no matter the power, or strength, to conceal and alter the paths of the people was like second-nature. They were predictable, single-faceted, and to know them, intimately, was to control them.
She spent her mornings before school in the diner. By the fourth wee... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | The Machine is almost complete. All I need now is to finish the ΑΩ Function and I can do it.
They always knew I would be the one that would give them their Solution. They studied and meditated for billions of years just to know that this day would come, the day where I fulfilled their prophecy.
They call me 'Yahweh'... | It began with practice; in the books, no matter the god, no matter the power, or strength, to conceal and alter the paths of the people was like second-nature. They were predictable, single-faceted, and to know them, intimately, was to control them.
She spent her mornings before school in the diner. By the fourth wee... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | I've always known there was something special about me; I wasn't like everyone else. There are things I just *KNEW* without being told.
My first memory of it was when I was in preschool. I'd look at people, and just KNOW things. I'd look at one of the kids, and somehow I just KNEW something was going to happen to h... | It began with practice; in the books, no matter the god, no matter the power, or strength, to conceal and alter the paths of the people was like second-nature. They were predictable, single-faceted, and to know them, intimately, was to control them.
She spent her mornings before school in the diner. By the fourth wee... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | I was sitting in class when it happened. It was a particularly dull Chemistry period, and I was staring at my teacher, Mr Rhodes with something halfway between boredom and hatred. He was droning on about chemical bonds and I remember thinking to myself that I wished that he just didn't exist.
With a pop, he vanished. ... | The ascension to godhood was nothing particularly remarkable. There was no extreme moment of clarity. I could not suddenly see and understand every atom in the universe. Omniscience didn't thrust itself upon me and give way to everlasting wisdom. There was a certain indifference to the universe. As if it were saying "C... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | The Machine is almost complete. All I need now is to finish the ΑΩ Function and I can do it.
They always knew I would be the one that would give them their Solution. They studied and meditated for billions of years just to know that this day would come, the day where I fulfilled their prophecy.
They call me 'Yahweh'... | The ascension to godhood was nothing particularly remarkable. There was no extreme moment of clarity. I could not suddenly see and understand every atom in the universe. Omniscience didn't thrust itself upon me and give way to everlasting wisdom. There was a certain indifference to the universe. As if it were saying "C... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | I was sitting in class when it happened. It was a particularly dull Chemistry period, and I was staring at my teacher, Mr Rhodes with something halfway between boredom and hatred. He was droning on about chemical bonds and I remember thinking to myself that I wished that he just didn't exist.
With a pop, he vanished. ... | By crawling over enough bodies, one becomes a king…By crawling over enough kings, one becomes a God. A king above kings, A sovereign with the power to shape the world between his palms.
It is a bloody path, but it is certainly a most enjoyable one.
With the way the world's changed, technology is power. Every year, ne... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | The Machine is almost complete. All I need now is to finish the ΑΩ Function and I can do it.
They always knew I would be the one that would give them their Solution. They studied and meditated for billions of years just to know that this day would come, the day where I fulfilled their prophecy.
They call me 'Yahweh'... | By crawling over enough bodies, one becomes a king…By crawling over enough kings, one becomes a God. A king above kings, A sovereign with the power to shape the world between his palms.
It is a bloody path, but it is certainly a most enjoyable one.
With the way the world's changed, technology is power. Every year, ne... |
Write a story about someone trying to become a god. Preferably something dark. You can define "god" however you like.
Have fun! | [WP] Becoming a god. | The Machine is almost complete. All I need now is to finish the ΑΩ Function and I can do it.
They always knew I would be the one that would give them their Solution. They studied and meditated for billions of years just to know that this day would come, the day where I fulfilled their prophecy.
They call me 'Yahweh'... | I was sitting in class when it happened. It was a particularly dull Chemistry period, and I was staring at my teacher, Mr Rhodes with something halfway between boredom and hatred. He was droning on about chemical bonds and I remember thinking to myself that I wished that he just didn't exist.
With a pop, he vanished. ... |
So you wake up one day and you're omnipotent. Full-on god. You can do anything, the world is your play thing. You have two options:
* Everyone goes crazy with religious/existential awe and terror, and you literally couldn't care less (for whatever reason),
* You, and you alone, are filled with amazement/terror/wonde... | [WP] You are endowed with unlimited, god-like power. Either: You are the only one in the world who cares, or the only one in the world who doesn't care. | "I am the new God!" I proclaimed, bursting out of my bedroom.
Three curious pairs of eyes looked at me. One was red, one was surprised, and the third was doubtful.
"Again?" asked the owner of the third, a mild hint of exasperation in his voice. "Didn't we go through this last week?"
The other two pairs of eyes we... | The world bows as one toward me, seeking salvation, ever-lasting life.
I alone can bring them eternal happiness. With barely a second thought I could absolve them of their sins, and welcome them into a world of endless wonder and possibilities.
All suffering would cease. Human life would finally break beyond the phys... |
So you wake up one day and you're omnipotent. Full-on god. You can do anything, the world is your play thing. You have two options:
* Everyone goes crazy with religious/existential awe and terror, and you literally couldn't care less (for whatever reason),
* You, and you alone, are filled with amazement/terror/wonde... | [WP] You are endowed with unlimited, god-like power. Either: You are the only one in the world who cares, or the only one in the world who doesn't care. | "I am the new God!" I proclaimed, bursting out of my bedroom.
Three curious pairs of eyes looked at me. One was red, one was surprised, and the third was doubtful.
"Again?" asked the owner of the third, a mild hint of exasperation in his voice. "Didn't we go through this last week?"
The other two pairs of eyes we... | I pop open my Fanta. Delicious, as usual-- but disappointingly room temperature. I frown. Why is the Fanta always warm?
Oh, that's right-- I'm a god now. I can microwave Hot Pockets so hot that even I can't open them. I chill the Fanta with a thought. I settle back in my armchair and put my feet on the ottoman. ... |
So you wake up one day and you're omnipotent. Full-on god. You can do anything, the world is your play thing. You have two options:
* Everyone goes crazy with religious/existential awe and terror, and you literally couldn't care less (for whatever reason),
* You, and you alone, are filled with amazement/terror/wonde... | [WP] You are endowed with unlimited, god-like power. Either: You are the only one in the world who cares, or the only one in the world who doesn't care. | "I am the new God!" I proclaimed, bursting out of my bedroom.
Three curious pairs of eyes looked at me. One was red, one was surprised, and the third was doubtful.
"Again?" asked the owner of the third, a mild hint of exasperation in his voice. "Didn't we go through this last week?"
The other two pairs of eyes we... | Figures someone such as myself would end up with powers no man could ever dream of. I had power, and lots of it. I'm sure that I could do anything I wanted, *if* I wanted it. The only outrageous thing I've done so far is to resurrect people at funerals. The faces people make when the casket begins to shake, or the pers... |
So you wake up one day and you're omnipotent. Full-on god. You can do anything, the world is your play thing. You have two options:
* Everyone goes crazy with religious/existential awe and terror, and you literally couldn't care less (for whatever reason),
* You, and you alone, are filled with amazement/terror/wonde... | [WP] You are endowed with unlimited, god-like power. Either: You are the only one in the world who cares, or the only one in the world who doesn't care. | I sat on my porch and watched the sun go down, showering the sky with a multitude of formless colours. The beauty of the Earth, this rock we sit on, it's all that brings me joy anymore.
I can remember the morning it happened, he was standing at the end of my bed. He told me about what I would become, a god, omniscient... | I've stopped going outside because I hate what I've become.
The powers came slowly and accumulated in the darkness that was my soul, bringing me light; I felt the grey murk wash away from my mind, and I was god.
I saw the doctor at the first miracle, and upon the realization that I was god, I was ferried away to the ... |
[WP] Dinner party guests realize they can hear each other's thoughts, but only while seated at the table. | Jenny readjusts the plastic tea kettle, smiles, and asks, "Anymore tea, Mr. Wiggles?" She is seated around a small piece of lawn furniture with all her toys.
The little teddy bear sits, staring into space.
"Oh, of course, I forgot about your health problems," she says as she reaches over and kisses the stuffed ani... | James frozen in his sight, “You are the only one I’ve ever loved”.
Even though they were only lovers, the young mans eyes gazed at a short black hair, brown-eyed beauty sitting across from him. Covering her small frame a long-sleeved black and white shirt. An infinity scarf accentuated her powerful and charming beau... | |
[WP] Dinner party guests realize they can hear each other's thoughts, but only while seated at the table. | Dave slunk halfway into the chair, scowling as he pulled out his phone.
*God, I don't wanna be here.*
Dave nodded along as though agreeing with himself. He checked his Facebook and Instagram, humming to drown out the sea of conversation floating in from the kitchen. A quick glance up. He locked eyes with Larry at th... | James frozen in his sight, “You are the only one I’ve ever loved”.
Even though they were only lovers, the young mans eyes gazed at a short black hair, brown-eyed beauty sitting across from him. Covering her small frame a long-sleeved black and white shirt. An infinity scarf accentuated her powerful and charming beau... | |
[WP] Dinner party guests realize they can hear each other's thoughts, but only while seated at the table. | Dave slunk halfway into the chair, scowling as he pulled out his phone.
*God, I don't wanna be here.*
Dave nodded along as though agreeing with himself. He checked his Facebook and Instagram, humming to drown out the sea of conversation floating in from the kitchen. A quick glance up. He locked eyes with Larry at th... | Ted Clark was rather excited to enjoy a lovely dinner, however it seemed like everyone was adamant about standing this entire evening. How bothersome. What's the point in having hexed seats if everyone knows about it? |
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