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[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | It started with a mouse. The moment her boot fell upon its head, a whirlwind of a million shades of gray enveloped her and *poof* - there he was. She remembered the way he had stared at her: dark, empty eyes filled with interest and longing. That day they had sat in the orchard, on the swing with fingers entwined and i... | Her heart raced as she waited, her breath warm against the wardrobe door she was pressed behind. Time stood almost still as each footstep echoed from the wooden floor. It had been so long. Too long. She needed to see him, to feel him again.
Unable to wait any longer she put the plan she'd rehearsed countless times in... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | Number twenty five died slowly. Young college boy, a friend of her daughter - could have been more, with time. The blood had burst from his neck and sprayed her face with glistening droplets. She dragged her tongue along the knife's edge as she watched his mouth attempt to form words, managing only a hoarse groan. Her ... | Her heart raced as she waited, her breath warm against the wardrobe door she was pressed behind. Time stood almost still as each footstep echoed from the wooden floor. It had been so long. Too long. She needed to see him, to feel him again.
Unable to wait any longer she put the plan she'd rehearsed countless times in... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | She smells of sweetness- but she's the most bitter being I've ever seen. I ask her how she can do it. It haunts me, day and night, all those faces- but she just shrugs.
"Life is not a promise; it's not a contract. It's a gift. I can take life back whenever I want. Death is the promise. You're the promise," she whispe... | Her heart raced as she waited, her breath warm against the wardrobe door she was pressed behind. Time stood almost still as each footstep echoed from the wooden floor. It had been so long. Too long. She needed to see him, to feel him again.
Unable to wait any longer she put the plan she'd rehearsed countless times in... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | "You." I felt the throbbing behind my eyes start again, a headache building in my skull.
"You!" she was elated, covered in drying blood and trembling with...elation, I would guess. Rubbing my temple I took a deep breath and tried again to diffuse this...this insane woman.
"You need to stop." Opting for blunt may not ... | Her heart raced as she waited, her breath warm against the wardrobe door she was pressed behind. Time stood almost still as each footstep echoed from the wooden floor. It had been so long. Too long. She needed to see him, to feel him again.
Unable to wait any longer she put the plan she'd rehearsed countless times in... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | "Hey there, tall dark and handsome!"
Her lips were blood red, and pursed in her most seductive smile. Her dress was black, with white skulls in the pattern of polka-dots; it was also short. Her legs were long and smooth-shaven. Her eyes smouldered.
"Stop it."
His voice was huge, cosmic. It boomed with the sullen, c... | Her heart raced as she waited, her breath warm against the wardrobe door she was pressed behind. Time stood almost still as each footstep echoed from the wooden floor. It had been so long. Too long. She needed to see him, to feel him again.
Unable to wait any longer she put the plan she'd rehearsed countless times in... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | At first I lived in wedded bliss,
No other did I crave.
Until my husband felt Death's kiss,
And took an early grave.
I saw him fade in by his side,
Upon that chilling bed.
His face the sweeping cloak did hide,
The Master of the Dead.
A feeling swept upon my heart,
A love novel and strong.
Was Death my... | I loved him, that walking pain. The kind that would come after
strangulation and let-free blood. He who would warm my heart. Though his: cold.
I loved him as I tore through the spine of an elderly man, I loved him as he kissed me in those few moments between a mother who cried at the way her children died. At first, ... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | * *I'll preface this by saying that I never write for fun. But something about this prompt made me want to jump in. Apologies for the amateur nature of the following.*
I never should have let her in. Two hundred years of being careful, of being guarded. All that time and work, lost because I was lonely. Sandra and her... | I loved him, that walking pain. The kind that would come after
strangulation and let-free blood. He who would warm my heart. Though his: cold.
I loved him as I tore through the spine of an elderly man, I loved him as he kissed me in those few moments between a mother who cried at the way her children died. At first, ... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | She held the dying woman's hand. The woman, old, sick, in pain, and lonely looked up at the pretty red head. "Thank you," she whispered. Her voice was weak, but happy - hopeful.
The young lady smiled and held the older woman's hand tighter. "My pleasure," she responded.
The sick woman, the tired woman, closed her ey... | I loved him, that walking pain. The kind that would come after
strangulation and let-free blood. He who would warm my heart. Though his: cold.
I loved him as I tore through the spine of an elderly man, I loved him as he kissed me in those few moments between a mother who cried at the way her children died. At first, ... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | At first I lived in wedded bliss,
No other did I crave.
Until my husband felt Death's kiss,
And took an early grave.
I saw him fade in by his side,
Upon that chilling bed.
His face the sweeping cloak did hide,
The Master of the Dead.
A feeling swept upon my heart,
A love novel and strong.
Was Death my... | She stood alone on the roof. The wind blew faintly, whistling through the bulletholes in a final protest. A smile threatened to leap forth, but she kept it in check. This was the best part.
The temperature dropped, and the surrounding light seemed to dim. There he was. He strode confidently among the bodies, leading t... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | * *I'll preface this by saying that I never write for fun. But something about this prompt made me want to jump in. Apologies for the amateur nature of the following.*
I never should have let her in. Two hundred years of being careful, of being guarded. All that time and work, lost because I was lonely. Sandra and her... | She stood alone on the roof. The wind blew faintly, whistling through the bulletholes in a final protest. A smile threatened to leap forth, but she kept it in check. This was the best part.
The temperature dropped, and the surrounding light seemed to dim. There he was. He strode confidently among the bodies, leading t... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | She held the dying woman's hand. The woman, old, sick, in pain, and lonely looked up at the pretty red head. "Thank you," she whispered. Her voice was weak, but happy - hopeful.
The young lady smiled and held the older woman's hand tighter. "My pleasure," she responded.
The sick woman, the tired woman, closed her ey... | She stood alone on the roof. The wind blew faintly, whistling through the bulletholes in a final protest. A smile threatened to leap forth, but she kept it in check. This was the best part.
The temperature dropped, and the surrounding light seemed to dim. There he was. He strode confidently among the bodies, leading t... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | She held the dying woman's hand. The woman, old, sick, in pain, and lonely looked up at the pretty red head. "Thank you," she whispered. Her voice was weak, but happy - hopeful.
The young lady smiled and held the older woman's hand tighter. "My pleasure," she responded.
The sick woman, the tired woman, closed her ey... | * *I'll preface this by saying that I never write for fun. But something about this prompt made me want to jump in. Apologies for the amateur nature of the following.*
I never should have let her in. Two hundred years of being careful, of being guarded. All that time and work, lost because I was lonely. Sandra and her... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | She held the dying woman's hand. The woman, old, sick, in pain, and lonely looked up at the pretty red head. "Thank you," she whispered. Her voice was weak, but happy - hopeful.
The young lady smiled and held the older woman's hand tighter. "My pleasure," she responded.
The sick woman, the tired woman, closed her ey... | "I just didn't figure you'd be... you know... handsome! Has anybody told you you have a very seductive voice? It's like velvet..."
"How do you think I beckon those on the edge to the other side?"
"Oh my... almost poetic!"
"Why do you continue to murder? You're an enemy of your kind now."
"I wanted to see you again.... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | She smells of sweetness- but she's the most bitter being I've ever seen. I ask her how she can do it. It haunts me, day and night, all those faces- but she just shrugs.
"Life is not a promise; it's not a contract. It's a gift. I can take life back whenever I want. Death is the promise. You're the promise," she whispe... | "I just didn't figure you'd be... you know... handsome! Has anybody told you you have a very seductive voice? It's like velvet..."
"How do you think I beckon those on the edge to the other side?"
"Oh my... almost poetic!"
"Why do you continue to murder? You're an enemy of your kind now."
"I wanted to see you again.... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | Number twenty five died slowly. Young college boy, a friend of her daughter - could have been more, with time. The blood had burst from his neck and sprayed her face with glistening droplets. She dragged her tongue along the knife's edge as she watched his mouth attempt to form words, managing only a hoarse groan. Her ... | “He is beautiful.
No matter that I never heard his voice, nor saw his face, shrouded in the shadow of his hood as it always was. His beauty lies not in countenance of face, nor sound of tongue. For me, his beauty is beholden to his stride, graceful and purposeful to his grim duty. It is in the gift that he brings, in ... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | She smells of sweetness- but she's the most bitter being I've ever seen. I ask her how she can do it. It haunts me, day and night, all those faces- but she just shrugs.
"Life is not a promise; it's not a contract. It's a gift. I can take life back whenever I want. Death is the promise. You're the promise," she whispe... | “He is beautiful.
No matter that I never heard his voice, nor saw his face, shrouded in the shadow of his hood as it always was. His beauty lies not in countenance of face, nor sound of tongue. For me, his beauty is beholden to his stride, graceful and purposeful to his grim duty. It is in the gift that he brings, in ... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | Number twenty five died slowly. Young college boy, a friend of her daughter - could have been more, with time. The blood had burst from his neck and sprayed her face with glistening droplets. She dragged her tongue along the knife's edge as she watched his mouth attempt to form words, managing only a hoarse groan. Her ... | It started with a mouse. The moment her boot fell upon its head, a whirlwind of a million shades of gray enveloped her and *poof* - there he was. She remembered the way he had stared at her: dark, empty eyes filled with interest and longing. That day they had sat in the orchard, on the swing with fingers entwined and i... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | She smells of sweetness- but she's the most bitter being I've ever seen. I ask her how she can do it. It haunts me, day and night, all those faces- but she just shrugs.
"Life is not a promise; it's not a contract. It's a gift. I can take life back whenever I want. Death is the promise. You're the promise," she whispe... | It started with a mouse. The moment her boot fell upon its head, a whirlwind of a million shades of gray enveloped her and *poof* - there he was. She remembered the way he had stared at her: dark, empty eyes filled with interest and longing. That day they had sat in the orchard, on the swing with fingers entwined and i... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | "You." I felt the throbbing behind my eyes start again, a headache building in my skull.
"You!" she was elated, covered in drying blood and trembling with...elation, I would guess. Rubbing my temple I took a deep breath and tried again to diffuse this...this insane woman.
"You need to stop." Opting for blunt may not ... | It started with a mouse. The moment her boot fell upon its head, a whirlwind of a million shades of gray enveloped her and *poof* - there he was. She remembered the way he had stared at her: dark, empty eyes filled with interest and longing. That day they had sat in the orchard, on the swing with fingers entwined and i... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | She smells of sweetness- but she's the most bitter being I've ever seen. I ask her how she can do it. It haunts me, day and night, all those faces- but she just shrugs.
"Life is not a promise; it's not a contract. It's a gift. I can take life back whenever I want. Death is the promise. You're the promise," she whispe... | Number twenty five died slowly. Young college boy, a friend of her daughter - could have been more, with time. The blood had burst from his neck and sprayed her face with glistening droplets. She dragged her tongue along the knife's edge as she watched his mouth attempt to form words, managing only a hoarse groan. Her ... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | "Hey there, tall dark and handsome!"
Her lips were blood red, and pursed in her most seductive smile. Her dress was black, with white skulls in the pattern of polka-dots; it was also short. Her legs were long and smooth-shaven. Her eyes smouldered.
"Stop it."
His voice was huge, cosmic. It boomed with the sullen, c... | Bella waited.
She had done this before and she had become *good* at doing it. Whilst she waited, Bella took the time to examine the face of the man who now lay slumped at her feet. He had been a handsome man, in a rustic kind of way. His eyes were lined in a manner that suggested that he had lived a life worth livin... | |
[WP] A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | "Hey there, tall dark and handsome!"
Her lips were blood red, and pursed in her most seductive smile. Her dress was black, with white skulls in the pattern of polka-dots; it was also short. Her legs were long and smooth-shaven. Her eyes smouldered.
"Stop it."
His voice was huge, cosmic. It boomed with the sullen, c... | She dropped the knife as blood trickled down her arms. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief, knowing He would be arriving soon. Slowly, she walked away from the body and sat down.
She thought of the first man she killed, the one murder that she could justify in her mind. The rest, she knew were done as attempts to get... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | It happened two hours ago. Then I started to run away. I can't go back home, or contact my family or friends. Everybody's looking for me — at least all people in town. But it has been two hours already and I'm afraid this has been published on the media and all the country knows me. I can't show my face anymo... | I took another rip from the bong on my desk in the Oval Office. The place was a fucking mess now. I'll get some stupid asshole to clean it up later. Whatever.
I looked over into the cameras, then down at the microphones. There were probably at least a dozen of each.
> My fellow Americans...
> No, fuck that. My... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | "Really? I'm the BEST person for the job to lead the free world and defend democracy?"
"Not exactly."
The room was sparse. There was only one desk, a few pens and a couple of Beatles posters. It certainly didn't strike Elias as the most important office in the White House.
"Wait, so why am I here then?"
Phillip twi... | I took another rip from the bong on my desk in the Oval Office. The place was a fucking mess now. I'll get some stupid asshole to clean it up later. Whatever.
I looked over into the cameras, then down at the microphones. There were probably at least a dozen of each.
> My fellow Americans...
> No, fuck that. My... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | "So, your name isn't really Pierre Stalin Hitler the fourth?"
"Oh, no of course not. I just chose the alias because it's the one very least likely to get me elected president."
"Well, Mr. Hitler, umm could I ask you your real name. I feel a little uncomfortable calling the president Hitler."
"Hmm, no I think I had b... | I took another rip from the bong on my desk in the Oval Office. The place was a fucking mess now. I'll get some stupid asshole to clean it up later. Whatever.
I looked over into the cameras, then down at the microphones. There were probably at least a dozen of each.
> My fellow Americans...
> No, fuck that. My... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | How on Earth did I get here?
For no President am I.
I'm known for drinking too much beer.
And sometimes getting high.
It's dangerous you see.
To nominate me for this post.
I'm irresponsible as can be.
And I'm not trying to boast.
Forever I will run.
Everywhere I will hide.
Running our country can't be fun.
A... | I took another rip from the bong on my desk in the Oval Office. The place was a fucking mess now. I'll get some stupid asshole to clean it up later. Whatever.
I looked over into the cameras, then down at the microphones. There were probably at least a dozen of each.
> My fellow Americans...
> No, fuck that. My... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | *5 God damn days*, I thought to myself, *5 damn lousy stinking days, and these bloody morons still can't find me.*
I'd always thought being on the run and having to blend in would be fun. Who hasn't seen an action movie where they've been wanted by the Government and thought "Hey I bet I could do that. It'd be fun any... | I took another rip from the bong on my desk in the Oval Office. The place was a fucking mess now. I'll get some stupid asshole to clean it up later. Whatever.
I looked over into the cameras, then down at the microphones. There were probably at least a dozen of each.
> My fellow Americans...
> No, fuck that. My... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | During the presidential debate, the other candidate and I had gone for different strategies: he had tried reverse psychology, pretending to have a real set of policies and want the presidency, whereas I had taken it one step further and pretended to be someone who wanted the presidency pretending to not want it. Of cou... | I took another rip from the bong on my desk in the Oval Office. The place was a fucking mess now. I'll get some stupid asshole to clean it up later. Whatever.
I looked over into the cameras, then down at the microphones. There were probably at least a dozen of each.
> My fellow Americans...
> No, fuck that. My... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | "Good evening, Mr. Pres-"
That's all I heard him say, before I barged him over and I ran: out the fire escape, up the alley, doesn't matter where. Away. I guess it was a surprise to him, somebody knowing that They were coming.
Most people had no idea that they wanted it least, that they were next. There are too few o... | The sound of the helicopters is getting louder, I can hear the police shouting outside, knowing I can't be very far. I'm sitting on the floor and a terrified old woman is watching me, but fortunatly she is to afraid to make a sound. I've been running ever since my buddy from the police called me that I would be the nex... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | During the presidential debate, the other candidate and I had gone for different strategies: he had tried reverse psychology, pretending to have a real set of policies and want the presidency, whereas I had taken it one step further and pretended to be someone who wanted the presidency pretending to not want it. Of cou... | The sound of the helicopters is getting louder, I can hear the police shouting outside, knowing I can't be very far. I'm sitting on the floor and a terrified old woman is watching me, but fortunatly she is to afraid to make a sound. I've been running ever since my buddy from the police called me that I would be the nex... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | "Pleased to meet you, Mr President."
The news crew shuffled into the suite, cameras and lights and everything. Tall people with serious faces, stealing glances at me, and one by one coming over to shake my hand. They were eight people in all. Jesus.
"Thank you for agreeing to this interview, Mr President."
"Smile fo... | The sound of the helicopters is getting louder, I can hear the police shouting outside, knowing I can't be very far. I'm sitting on the floor and a terrified old woman is watching me, but fortunatly she is to afraid to make a sound. I've been running ever since my buddy from the police called me that I would be the nex... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | November 9, 2016
Randy hit snooze on the 4AM alarm. Again at 4:07. Finally he rolled out of bed at 4:14, showered up, nuked himself some instant coffee and got ready to step out the door for his job at the Walmart in Gary, Indiana. The 64 year old Vietnam vet had managed to beat his alcoholism and hold down two jobs f... | The sound of the helicopters is getting louder, I can hear the police shouting outside, knowing I can't be very far. I'm sitting on the floor and a terrified old woman is watching me, but fortunatly she is to afraid to make a sound. I've been running ever since my buddy from the police called me that I would be the nex... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | During the presidential debate, the other candidate and I had gone for different strategies: he had tried reverse psychology, pretending to have a real set of policies and want the presidency, whereas I had taken it one step further and pretended to be someone who wanted the presidency pretending to not want it. Of cou... | **November 3, 2032**
To whomever finds this letter;
I'm not sure why I'm bothering to write this. When the Eldrons find me they'll scan my mind to see where I hid it. I don't care. I'll try to fight them, just like everyone has tried since they Chose President Chris Murphy ([D] CT) in 2020. Now they're not even going... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | During the presidential debate, the other candidate and I had gone for different strategies: he had tried reverse psychology, pretending to have a real set of policies and want the presidency, whereas I had taken it one step further and pretended to be someone who wanted the presidency pretending to not want it. Of cou... | "Good evening, Mr. Pres-"
That's all I heard him say, before I barged him over and I ran: out the fire escape, up the alley, doesn't matter where. Away. I guess it was a surprise to him, somebody knowing that They were coming.
Most people had no idea that they wanted it least, that they were next. There are too few o... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | "Pleased to meet you, Mr President."
The news crew shuffled into the suite, cameras and lights and everything. Tall people with serious faces, stealing glances at me, and one by one coming over to shake my hand. They were eight people in all. Jesus.
"Thank you for agreeing to this interview, Mr President."
"Smile fo... | "Good evening, Mr. Pres-"
That's all I heard him say, before I barged him over and I ran: out the fire escape, up the alley, doesn't matter where. Away. I guess it was a surprise to him, somebody knowing that They were coming.
Most people had no idea that they wanted it least, that they were next. There are too few o... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | November 9, 2016
Randy hit snooze on the 4AM alarm. Again at 4:07. Finally he rolled out of bed at 4:14, showered up, nuked himself some instant coffee and got ready to step out the door for his job at the Walmart in Gary, Indiana. The 64 year old Vietnam vet had managed to beat his alcoholism and hold down two jobs f... | "Good evening, Mr. Pres-"
That's all I heard him say, before I barged him over and I ran: out the fire escape, up the alley, doesn't matter where. Away. I guess it was a surprise to him, somebody knowing that They were coming.
Most people had no idea that they wanted it least, that they were next. There are too few o... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | November 9, 2016
Randy hit snooze on the 4AM alarm. Again at 4:07. Finally he rolled out of bed at 4:14, showered up, nuked himself some instant coffee and got ready to step out the door for his job at the Walmart in Gary, Indiana. The 64 year old Vietnam vet had managed to beat his alcoholism and hold down two jobs f... | "Why?"
"Teacher, your character is strong, resolute like stone. Your judgement is
sound, even like the sun. And you are a wise man. Your wisdom humbles us, Teacher. It is natural that we
choose you to rule. We honour you."
"It cannot be, child."
"No Teacher, you are too modest; you have inspired us with your tal... | |
[WP] It has been found that the best person to rule is the one who wants it least. You have just been chosen as our next president and are now on the run. | "The President is in there?"
"Yes. He's taken 3 hostages and is threatening to kill them, and himself, unless he is allowed to resign."
"What an inspiring man! Let me talk to him."
*squeeelch* "Mr. President? My name is Charles Pierce, captain of the Washington police force."
"Go away! All of you, go away and leav... | "Why?"
"Teacher, your character is strong, resolute like stone. Your judgement is
sound, even like the sun. And you are a wise man. Your wisdom humbles us, Teacher. It is natural that we
choose you to rule. We honour you."
"It cannot be, child."
"No Teacher, you are too modest; you have inspired us with your tal... | |
[WP] You are a painter, and each time you go to sleep you wake up in your most recent painting. | I used to enjoy my artwork, my life, before two things happened to me. First was the fame. I don't mean to sound ungrateful, I actually continued to enjoy both my work and my life after I gained some notoriety in the community... Definitely after I got some cash. The commissions were nothing too crazy, varying subje... | "Lucas, what are you doing in here?"
"Get out!"
"Is... is that..."
"It's nothing, mom. It's nothing, don't bother with it."
"That didn't look like nothing to me. Lucas... are people on the Internet making you do this?"
"What?! N-... Seriously, just stop, I don't want to talk about this."
"Lucas, I'm worried about... | |
[WP] A man sits inside a hospital with an explosive strapped to him. The timer reads 5 minutes. The police send you in to talk him into disabling the bomb. You go to talk to him, but before you can say a word, he says, "Puzzle me. If you stump me with a puzzle, I'll stop this bomb." | "As I was going to Saint Ives, I met a man with seven wives. The even wives had seven sacks. And in the seven sacks there were seven cats. How many were going to Saint Ives?"
"One. You. Everyone has seen that movie dickhead."
The explosion could be heard 4 miles away. | I walked in to the room with the potential bomber and asked, "On your way to the truth teller's village you come to a fork in a road with a man standing there. He could be a liar that always lies, or a truth teller that always tells the truth. If you could ask **only one** question, how would you determine which way to... | |
[WP] A man sits inside a hospital with an explosive strapped to him. The timer reads 5 minutes. The police send you in to talk him into disabling the bomb. You go to talk to him, but before you can say a word, he says, "Puzzle me. If you stump me with a puzzle, I'll stop this bomb." | "Wait, let me get this straight, if I give you a puzzle you cannot solve, you will voluntary stop the bomb?"
"Yes."
"Any puzzle, question, riddle at all?"
"Yes."
"What specific words do I say that will make you stop the bomb?"
"... Fuck."
"Fuck!"
He clicked the bomb off. | I walked in to the room with the potential bomber and asked, "On your way to the truth teller's village you come to a fork in a road with a man standing there. He could be a liar that always lies, or a truth teller that always tells the truth. If you could ask **only one** question, how would you determine which way to... | |
Credit: Sarah Selecky mailing list | [WP] Write a scene where the crumb on the table has particular significance | I wandered into the hall and flicked on the light. The whole room was bare. It seemed strange that just yesterday the place had been adorned with furniture, furniture I had inherited from my grandparents, and now, who knows where it was. The only things I've been left with are a table and stool, untouched, in the centr... | My breathing runs ragged, but it appears the monsters haven't seen me, and for now I am safe.
My day has been one long ordeal after another. First we awoke, my brethren and I, from our icy tomb, such freezing death! We blinked, like newborn breadcrumbs fresh from the fires that birth us (oh holy oven-mother, please un... |
[WP] You are the retired 5th horseman. You predate all the rest, in fact you used to do this Job alone. After a millenia, finding your influence decayed and stagnant in Purgatory, you lay plans for your return to the cosmic stage. Someone isn't happy about that. | FUCKING AMATEURS! Forcing me to retire. I was doing my job as soon as this pitiful plain exploded into existence. They had one task each and they are being beat by some creatures that wallow around in mud. They were too aggressive the fools no concept of patience, No tact! Famine was the first to go. Those humans adapt... | Back when Death was only Decay, and barely sentient, and I was alone and young, banging together the building blocks of the universe to see what would happen, I accidentally created Life and bought Death's transformation into being. Because of this, he has always treated me with respect. Still, his ceaseless nature h... | |
[WP] You are the retired 5th horseman. You predate all the rest, in fact you used to do this Job alone. After a millenia, finding your influence decayed and stagnant in Purgatory, you lay plans for your return to the cosmic stage. Someone isn't happy about that. | "You here about the horsemens' latest?"
I glanced up at the soul of the bartender. He was dappled, glowing with gold sheen punctuated by points of soft blue and a few spots of inky black. He wasn't long for purgatorio.
"No. I don't really keep up with the news Topside."
"That's a shame. End times look like they're ... | I'm sure you've heard of them. War, Famine, Pestilence, Death. The Four Thrice-be-Damned Horsemen of the Apocalypse. No one ever remembers *me*.
Who am I? Take a guess? Hm?
...
That's what I thought. My name is Conquest. I was in the original quartet. But then a certain *someone* took my place. Pestilence. Oh that ... | |
[WP] A young man gains super powers at the age of 16, but he discovers his powers slowly drain the life of whomever he loves. To avoid hurting anyone he becomes a loner. Years later, he is having lunch at a diner alone when the most beautiful girl he's ever seen walks in. | Connor got the deluxe egg and steak meal. The one with the hash browns and extra pancakes and pretty much a side of everything the menu had to offer.
"Are we waiting for anybody else," the Lake Tahoe waitress asked. She had been up since 10pm the night before and was just itching to get into bed.
"No all for me. O... | Temptation is the worst thing in the world. Lets say you are the most powerful man on earth. Lets say you decide to use this power to help people, to make a change. So you go where people are, to the city, where there are always those in need. But then you're told that every time you use that great power you hurt those... | |
[WP] A young man gains super powers at the age of 16, but he discovers his powers slowly drain the life of whomever he loves. To avoid hurting anyone he becomes a loner. Years later, he is having lunch at a diner alone when the most beautiful girl he's ever seen walks in. | To his horror, she glanced directly at him and slid her toned body into the seat across from him. He began abruptly, as if he were an actor in a play and he was reciting his lines for the thousandth time. "I don't know who you are or what you want out of life but I need to tell you two things. First, people around me ... | Temptation is the worst thing in the world. Lets say you are the most powerful man on earth. Lets say you decide to use this power to help people, to make a change. So you go where people are, to the city, where there are always those in need. But then you're told that every time you use that great power you hurt those... | |
[WP] A young man gains super powers at the age of 16, but he discovers his powers slowly drain the life of whomever he loves. To avoid hurting anyone he becomes a loner. Years later, he is having lunch at a diner alone when the most beautiful girl he's ever seen walks in. | Connor got the deluxe egg and steak meal. The one with the hash browns and extra pancakes and pretty much a side of everything the menu had to offer.
"Are we waiting for anybody else," the Lake Tahoe waitress asked. She had been up since 10pm the night before and was just itching to get into bed.
"No all for me. O... | Small towns never ceased to amaze Colt. The kindness and cordiality between the residents and absolute strangers was always kind of mindblowing to him. In a way, it was how he was able to stay sane. Given his... condition, Colt could never really get close to anybody. Small town's were a small comfort in his lonely exi... | |
[WP] A young man gains super powers at the age of 16, but he discovers his powers slowly drain the life of whomever he loves. To avoid hurting anyone he becomes a loner. Years later, he is having lunch at a diner alone when the most beautiful girl he's ever seen walks in. | To his horror, she glanced directly at him and slid her toned body into the seat across from him. He began abruptly, as if he were an actor in a play and he was reciting his lines for the thousandth time. "I don't know who you are or what you want out of life but I need to tell you two things. First, people around me ... | Small towns never ceased to amaze Colt. The kindness and cordiality between the residents and absolute strangers was always kind of mindblowing to him. In a way, it was how he was able to stay sane. Given his... condition, Colt could never really get close to anybody. Small town's were a small comfort in his lonely exi... | |
[WP] A young man gains super powers at the age of 16, but he discovers his powers slowly drain the life of whomever he loves. To avoid hurting anyone he becomes a loner. Years later, he is having lunch at a diner alone when the most beautiful girl he's ever seen walks in. | Mark flew out of the Sanctuary of Loneliness, as he called it, that he built for himself in the Gobi desert. Within minutes he was at his favorite diner just outside Dodge City, Kansas. A polecat that had been hanging around his sanctuary seemed to inexplicably wither and die. In fact, all around his home, dried out ca... | Small towns never ceased to amaze Colt. The kindness and cordiality between the residents and absolute strangers was always kind of mindblowing to him. In a way, it was how he was able to stay sane. Given his... condition, Colt could never really get close to anybody. Small town's were a small comfort in his lonely exi... | |
[WP] A young man gains super powers at the age of 16, but he discovers his powers slowly drain the life of whomever he loves. To avoid hurting anyone he becomes a loner. Years later, he is having lunch at a diner alone when the most beautiful girl he's ever seen walks in. | Connor got the deluxe egg and steak meal. The one with the hash browns and extra pancakes and pretty much a side of everything the menu had to offer.
"Are we waiting for anybody else," the Lake Tahoe waitress asked. She had been up since 10pm the night before and was just itching to get into bed.
"No all for me. O... | EDIT: I didn't have a plan for this. I just wrote it, if it gets weird I'm sorry!
This had to be the most squalid diner in the entirety of Chicago. And that was saying something. Across the street stood an abandoned apartment complex that was slowly rotting away, but the first floor could still house a squatter or tw... | |
[WP] A young man gains super powers at the age of 16, but he discovers his powers slowly drain the life of whomever he loves. To avoid hurting anyone he becomes a loner. Years later, he is having lunch at a diner alone when the most beautiful girl he's ever seen walks in. | To his horror, she glanced directly at him and slid her toned body into the seat across from him. He began abruptly, as if he were an actor in a play and he was reciting his lines for the thousandth time. "I don't know who you are or what you want out of life but I need to tell you two things. First, people around me ... | EDIT: I didn't have a plan for this. I just wrote it, if it gets weird I'm sorry!
This had to be the most squalid diner in the entirety of Chicago. And that was saying something. Across the street stood an abandoned apartment complex that was slowly rotting away, but the first floor could still house a squatter or tw... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | "You know that I still love you?" He asks.
"Yes, I do." She replies.
"Do you still love me?" He knows her answer.
"Of course." She affirms.
"But if I go, you'll be happy." He sounds unsure.
"No, I don't want that." Her voice wavers.
"But you won't be happy unless I'm gone." He corrects himself.
Her heart h... | "Remember that time Mr. Holland was covered in spaghetti after the food fight?" he asked, chuckling a little.
She smiled in remembrance, "Yes, definitely that was the only time I've never seen him starched up from head to toe."
He sat back and took a slow sip of his coffee, and made a face. It was probably the worst ... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | "Remember that time Mr. Holland was covered in spaghetti after the food fight?" he asked, chuckling a little.
She smiled in remembrance, "Yes, definitely that was the only time I've never seen him starched up from head to toe."
He sat back and took a slow sip of his coffee, and made a face. It was probably the worst ... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | i love you man. im crying so hard right now writing this and i cant even keep my hands still. im sorry. im so sorry. i dont want to go i want to tell them that i cant go and that ill stay here forever with my friends and never let you go and we can fucking run around in the snow and cry about stupid shit no one cares a... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | Tears were running down his face, mixing in with all of the blood and snot. “Why” was the only thing he could say for the first half an hour, but then he grew tired of it. You could still him not wanting to waste the energy, to even hold back from crying in the hopes that he could enjoy the last few moments just a litt... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | The bus doors folded open with a hydraulic hiss.
"Where are you going?"
He turned around, the bookbag slung over his shoulder swinging.
"Back home," his friend answered. "My parents..."
"How long?"
"...I won't be coming back."
"WHAT? That's preposterous! There's still... Senior year! You're leaving school?"
"I k... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | I had to be more drunk than I'd ever been before to text him at all. For some reason I kept doing it sober. I just wanted to see him one last time. For reasons, he refused. He was worried she'd be jealous. So we texted. I didn't have the courage to call.
"I'll see you someday, I'll make it happen."
"Yup. Later."
For... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | "I'll come to visit as often as I can."
He smiled and nodded, "Of course. I look forward to it."
"I just wish it wasn't so far."
He shrugged, "Me too, but that's where I have to go."
They smiled briefly at each other, bittersweet, then shook hands.
"Goodbye."
"Goodbye." | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | Jared sat down, the reality of the situation hitting him only now. Raiders at the reinforced metal doors, food supplies low, and only a little bit of ammo left. Conflicting emotions rode across his face, first rage at his impending doom, then sadness at a metric tonne of life left unlived, then horror at the pain he’d ... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | **HEART**
“I guess it’s too late to say anything that would change your mind.”
One twitch. Yes. And a mild sense of disapproval.
“I know, man. Don’t get me wrong, I love her too but … you’re my brother. Bros for life, you know?”
One twitch.
“I guess … it’s just I don’t know what I’ll do without you. What life will... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | The cry to affix bayonets echoed down the line, calling every soldier to attention.
"*Well, this ain't gonna be a walk in the park eh?*?"
"**Yeh. We'll manage. Better this than being stuck back in the tents with trench foot.**"
"*Aye, I'd take shot full o' bullets over 'avin me legs rot off any day.*."
"**Say, you ... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | "You know that I still love you?" He asks.
"Yes, I do." She replies.
"Do you still love me?" He knows her answer.
"Of course." She affirms.
"But if I go, you'll be happy." He sounds unsure.
"No, I don't want that." Her voice wavers.
"But you won't be happy unless I'm gone." He corrects himself.
Her heart h... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | "I love you, man"
"Fuck off." /looks at ground "I love you too, man."
We bro-hugged and walked away, throwing birds at one another from all directions until we could no longer tell one finger from another.
The end of an age. | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | She said we would see each other again. We both knew she was lying. But sometimes a sweet lie is better than the truth. It can be better to hear what we want to than what we need to. I looked at her face. I really did. Tried to take in every single detail. The way her eyes just started to wrinkle when she smiled, the w... | |
[WP] Write the farewell of two best friends that know they will never see each other again. | It’s not some sappy sad sob story, it’s true ok? I’m for real right now, I don’t care if you believe me or if you understand or whatever. I think this toward the cars that drive by, daring them to stop and roll down their windows or peer through the tinted glass at the crying 21-year-old boy smoking a cigarette on his ... | In the golden light of that morn
With the amber beams on the golden shore
The ships would come to take us to war.
And on that day, my friend and I
Sat therein on silence nigh
And waited for the last goodbye.
In the golden light of that morn
With the amber be... | |
[WP] In 1750, small pockets of civilization were discovered on Mars. Initial observations appear to show these societies to be primitive compared to our own. Today, and with 200+ years of observation and exponential investment in space exploration, we are heading to see them for ourselves. | That’s an odd sensation. The wind blew strongly around me. I looked down. I saw the stake firmly rooted in my chest. Red hues from dust and flames flickered across my body in the darkness. A slow trickle of blood made its way around the rough edges of the puncture and dripped slowly down my breast plate. "Not strong en... | "Well, I remember the day better than anything else. It was the day everything changed, you see!" Grandma was at it again. "I was a young girl back then, barely seven years old if I was a day, but I remember clear as crystal, mister!"
Grandma always went on rants like this. Especially since dad took away her pills. Oh... | |
[WP] In 1750, small pockets of civilization were discovered on Mars. Initial observations appear to show these societies to be primitive compared to our own. Today, and with 200+ years of observation and exponential investment in space exploration, we are heading to see them for ourselves. | Lost World
Colonel Harlan Novak stepped off the Orion lander onto the dusty reddish soil of Mars. He had kept his helmet on since the instruments showed high levels of carbon dioxide immediately outside the ship. Major Carla Saunders came down the ladder behind him, equally unsettled by what they found.
The gravity w... | "Well, I remember the day better than anything else. It was the day everything changed, you see!" Grandma was at it again. "I was a young girl back then, barely seven years old if I was a day, but I remember clear as crystal, mister!"
Grandma always went on rants like this. Especially since dad took away her pills. Oh... | |
[WP] In 1750, small pockets of civilization were discovered on Mars. Initial observations appear to show these societies to be primitive compared to our own. Today, and with 200+ years of observation and exponential investment in space exploration, we are heading to see them for ourselves. | in this timeline the Roman Empire has never fallen thus preventing the Dark ages, an era where technology actually degraded, and by the 1800's Rome is at a 21st century technological and social level.
In 9AD Publius Varus new governor of Germania is informed of a rebellion by the Romanized German Arminius. In an effor... | "Well, I remember the day better than anything else. It was the day everything changed, you see!" Grandma was at it again. "I was a young girl back then, barely seven years old if I was a day, but I remember clear as crystal, mister!"
Grandma always went on rants like this. Especially since dad took away her pills. Oh... | |
[WP] In 1750, small pockets of civilization were discovered on Mars. Initial observations appear to show these societies to be primitive compared to our own. Today, and with 200+ years of observation and exponential investment in space exploration, we are heading to see them for ourselves. | That’s an odd sensation. The wind blew strongly around me. I looked down. I saw the stake firmly rooted in my chest. Red hues from dust and flames flickered across my body in the darkness. A slow trickle of blood made its way around the rough edges of the puncture and dripped slowly down my breast plate. "Not strong en... | The villagers watched politely as they demonstrated the solar panels and the automated mill. High-pitched clicks abound in the back, where a few children were watching. "No effort!" he cajoled, sifting the new flour through his hands. "Good flour."
"We thank you for your efforts, kind sir," a different voice said behi... | |
[WP] In 1750, small pockets of civilization were discovered on Mars. Initial observations appear to show these societies to be primitive compared to our own. Today, and with 200+ years of observation and exponential investment in space exploration, we are heading to see them for ourselves. | Lost World
Colonel Harlan Novak stepped off the Orion lander onto the dusty reddish soil of Mars. He had kept his helmet on since the instruments showed high levels of carbon dioxide immediately outside the ship. Major Carla Saunders came down the ladder behind him, equally unsettled by what they found.
The gravity w... | The villagers watched politely as they demonstrated the solar panels and the automated mill. High-pitched clicks abound in the back, where a few children were watching. "No effort!" he cajoled, sifting the new flour through his hands. "Good flour."
"We thank you for your efforts, kind sir," a different voice said behi... | |
[WP] In 1750, small pockets of civilization were discovered on Mars. Initial observations appear to show these societies to be primitive compared to our own. Today, and with 200+ years of observation and exponential investment in space exploration, we are heading to see them for ourselves. | in this timeline the Roman Empire has never fallen thus preventing the Dark ages, an era where technology actually degraded, and by the 1800's Rome is at a 21st century technological and social level.
In 9AD Publius Varus new governor of Germania is informed of a rebellion by the Romanized German Arminius. In an effor... | The villagers watched politely as they demonstrated the solar panels and the automated mill. High-pitched clicks abound in the back, where a few children were watching. "No effort!" he cajoled, sifting the new flour through his hands. "Good flour."
"We thank you for your efforts, kind sir," a different voice said behi... | |
[WP] In 1750, small pockets of civilization were discovered on Mars. Initial observations appear to show these societies to be primitive compared to our own. Today, and with 200+ years of observation and exponential investment in space exploration, we are heading to see them for ourselves. | The debate had raged for nearly a century, but the Affirmatives had finally won. We were going to make first contact.
In 1750, astronomers of the time had described what appeared to be barely distinguishable motes of light emanating from the surface of Mars. When they eventually decided to share their findings with th... | The villagers watched politely as they demonstrated the solar panels and the automated mill. High-pitched clicks abound in the back, where a few children were watching. "No effort!" he cajoled, sifting the new flour through his hands. "Good flour."
"We thank you for your efforts, kind sir," a different voice said behi... | |
[WP] When you meet your soul mate, both of your hearts glow. A concentration camp inmate meets an SS officer. Their hearts glow. | She sits shivering in the cold of the town square. There is no shelter to be found besides the gaunt frames of her fellow captives. She has never felt so sad, or so hungry.
On a whim she wanders through the crowd, shifting through vacant eyes and gaunt bodies full of gnawing desires. From across the square she hears ... | The Kapo screamed at the men to stand still, his abuse raining down on them, as the new officers inspected the camp.
As the new camp commander looked down the line, a prisoner froze. Number A 17189. He smiled, just enough that his cracked lips started to bleed, and his wan eyes almost vanished into his bony skull. He ... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | "Any last words charles?"
I looked my executioner in the eyes. "You will regret this. I promise"
The executioner chuckled lightly "Most people are rendered completely insane after time travel and are barely able to tie their shoes. No way in hell anyone will be afraid of you."
I just smirked. I'm a socially gifted mass... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | I was still coming to terms with the fact that the bastards were actually going to send me back when the universe went sideways. I knew from my old college physics course that while the trip was instantaneous, the human mind responded by giving you the very distinct impression that you had just spent a not inconsiderab... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | I was not always this cruel. I was a kind guy. I remember who I was. I was a lawyer. Or was I? Doesn't matter. I like it here. I survived the hell and now I made the hell my heaven. Never again will I go without food. Never again will I sleep in pain and tears. Never again will I trust another soul. I was a nobody then... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | As the judge’s gavel slammed down for the final time I felt relieved by the sentence I’d been given. Rather than face the chair I would be sent back in time. Being sent back was actually pretty standard punishment for some of the less gruesome murders that were committed. It solved a few problems that traditional priso... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | After the intense disorientation of the temporal displacement event began to fade, I felt wet. All around me, wet. The ringing in my ears slowly faded to white noise, almost like rain but far more intense than any rain I had ever heard. Then a flash, and what must have been thunder, and I realized I was not blind and d... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | “Thirty seconds!” shouted Captain Porter.
The slow and steady rise and fall of the landing boat made me sick. I held my Thompson submachine gun closer to my body with every splash from each incorrectly aimed artillery shell. The weight, the sturdiness, the cold metal, and the hardwood calmed my fraying nerves.
I real... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | The guard of my cell smirked at me as I was led away. "Have fun," he said. "I won't miss you."
I laughed tiredly. "Right back at you."
The two guards behind me pushed me into a white room. Sitting before me was a metal chair. It looked like an old electric chair, the type they'd used before time travel came around. B... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | The thing about Robert McKay was he was a tough son of a bitch. He survived three tours with the 33rd fusiliers, he watched New York burn from the air, and he had survived prison; being handy with a blade helped.
“Prisoner 5-6-5-9-1,” A voice called out his name, he was a number, a meat suit. “Report for summary exec... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | I don't consider myself much of a writer, and this is my first shot at a story on this sub, so if I do much wrong, I'd love to know for future reference. Anyways...
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I sat in the chair, tied down. I wondered where I would be sent. Previous offenders were sent to different places based on severity of crime. Serial ... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | Eleven years alone in a room will do things to a person that little else will. From time to time, I heard the men in the other cells talking to themselves, to imaginary companions, proclaiming their innocence to anyone who would listen, and attempting to cheat the executioner of his task and failing. That was the one r... | We now return to tonight's featured History Channel documentary: *Auschwitz's* *Unknown* *Victims*, featuring guards who claim to have witnessed the murder of countless "Erscheinungen", who were said to have materialized inside of gas chambers wearing unusual garments. Stay tuned for new, History channel exclusive int... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | I was still coming to terms with the fact that the bastards were actually going to send me back when the universe went sideways. I knew from my old college physics course that while the trip was instantaneous, the human mind responded by giving you the very distinct impression that you had just spent a not inconsiderab... | I can't believe it. The last thing I remember is the soldiers closing in. They were right on top of us..I lost a lot of good men. We were supposed to push up the east wing of the city to make way for the rest of our troops but they came outta no where! We didn't stand a chance. Fully armed soldiers? We barley had weapo... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | I was not always this cruel. I was a kind guy. I remember who I was. I was a lawyer. Or was I? Doesn't matter. I like it here. I survived the hell and now I made the hell my heaven. Never again will I go without food. Never again will I sleep in pain and tears. Never again will I trust another soul. I was a nobody then... | I can't believe it. The last thing I remember is the soldiers closing in. They were right on top of us..I lost a lot of good men. We were supposed to push up the east wing of the city to make way for the rest of our troops but they came outta no where! We didn't stand a chance. Fully armed soldiers? We barley had weapo... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | As the judge’s gavel slammed down for the final time I felt relieved by the sentence I’d been given. Rather than face the chair I would be sent back in time. Being sent back was actually pretty standard punishment for some of the less gruesome murders that were committed. It solved a few problems that traditional priso... | I can't believe it. The last thing I remember is the soldiers closing in. They were right on top of us..I lost a lot of good men. We were supposed to push up the east wing of the city to make way for the rest of our troops but they came outta no where! We didn't stand a chance. Fully armed soldiers? We barley had weapo... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | “Thirty seconds!” shouted Captain Porter.
The slow and steady rise and fall of the landing boat made me sick. I held my Thompson submachine gun closer to my body with every splash from each incorrectly aimed artillery shell. The weight, the sturdiness, the cold metal, and the hardwood calmed my fraying nerves.
I real... | I can't believe it. The last thing I remember is the soldiers closing in. They were right on top of us..I lost a lot of good men. We were supposed to push up the east wing of the city to make way for the rest of our troops but they came outta no where! We didn't stand a chance. Fully armed soldiers? We barley had weapo... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | The guard of my cell smirked at me as I was led away. "Have fun," he said. "I won't miss you."
I laughed tiredly. "Right back at you."
The two guards behind me pushed me into a white room. Sitting before me was a metal chair. It looked like an old electric chair, the type they'd used before time travel came around. B... | I can't believe it. The last thing I remember is the soldiers closing in. They were right on top of us..I lost a lot of good men. We were supposed to push up the east wing of the city to make way for the rest of our troops but they came outta no where! We didn't stand a chance. Fully armed soldiers? We barley had weapo... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | Eleven years alone in a room will do things to a person that little else will. From time to time, I heard the men in the other cells talking to themselves, to imaginary companions, proclaiming their innocence to anyone who would listen, and attempting to cheat the executioner of his task and failing. That was the one r... | I can't believe it. The last thing I remember is the soldiers closing in. They were right on top of us..I lost a lot of good men. We were supposed to push up the east wing of the city to make way for the rest of our troops but they came outta no where! We didn't stand a chance. Fully armed soldiers? We barley had weapo... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | As the judge’s gavel slammed down for the final time I felt relieved by the sentence I’d been given. Rather than face the chair I would be sent back in time. Being sent back was actually pretty standard punishment for some of the less gruesome murders that were committed. It solved a few problems that traditional priso... | Clack, clack, clack.
With the grim determination of a man fighting for his life, my fingers slam down against the buttons. My vision is blurry. I am fatigued. But to make a mistake would mean even more torture, more pain... so I swallow another mouthful of drugs and redouble my efforts. Keep my focus. I have to keep t... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | The guard of my cell smirked at me as I was led away. "Have fun," he said. "I won't miss you."
I laughed tiredly. "Right back at you."
The two guards behind me pushed me into a white room. Sitting before me was a metal chair. It looked like an old electric chair, the type they'd used before time travel came around. B... | Clack, clack, clack.
With the grim determination of a man fighting for his life, my fingers slam down against the buttons. My vision is blurry. I am fatigued. But to make a mistake would mean even more torture, more pain... so I swallow another mouthful of drugs and redouble my efforts. Keep my focus. I have to keep t... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | “Thirty seconds!” shouted Captain Porter.
The slow and steady rise and fall of the landing boat made me sick. I held my Thompson submachine gun closer to my body with every splash from each incorrectly aimed artillery shell. The weight, the sturdiness, the cold metal, and the hardwood calmed my fraying nerves.
I real... | "Any last words charles?"
I looked my executioner in the eyes. "You will regret this. I promise"
The executioner chuckled lightly "Most people are rendered completely insane after time travel and are barely able to tie their shoes. No way in hell anyone will be afraid of you."
I just smirked. I'm a socially gifted mass... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | The guard of my cell smirked at me as I was led away. "Have fun," he said. "I won't miss you."
I laughed tiredly. "Right back at you."
The two guards behind me pushed me into a white room. Sitting before me was a metal chair. It looked like an old electric chair, the type they'd used before time travel came around. B... | "Any last words charles?"
I looked my executioner in the eyes. "You will regret this. I promise"
The executioner chuckled lightly "Most people are rendered completely insane after time travel and are barely able to tie their shoes. No way in hell anyone will be afraid of you."
I just smirked. I'm a socially gifted mass... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | Eleven years alone in a room will do things to a person that little else will. From time to time, I heard the men in the other cells talking to themselves, to imaginary companions, proclaiming their innocence to anyone who would listen, and attempting to cheat the executioner of his task and failing. That was the one r... | "Any last words charles?"
I looked my executioner in the eyes. "You will regret this. I promise"
The executioner chuckled lightly "Most people are rendered completely insane after time travel and are barely able to tie their shoes. No way in hell anyone will be afraid of you."
I just smirked. I'm a socially gifted mass... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | “Thirty seconds!” shouted Captain Porter.
The slow and steady rise and fall of the landing boat made me sick. I held my Thompson submachine gun closer to my body with every splash from each incorrectly aimed artillery shell. The weight, the sturdiness, the cold metal, and the hardwood calmed my fraying nerves.
I real... | I was still coming to terms with the fact that the bastards were actually going to send me back when the universe went sideways. I knew from my old college physics course that while the trip was instantaneous, the human mind responded by giving you the very distinct impression that you had just spent a not inconsiderab... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | The guard of my cell smirked at me as I was led away. "Have fun," he said. "I won't miss you."
I laughed tiredly. "Right back at you."
The two guards behind me pushed me into a white room. Sitting before me was a metal chair. It looked like an old electric chair, the type they'd used before time travel came around. B... | I was still coming to terms with the fact that the bastards were actually going to send me back when the universe went sideways. I knew from my old college physics course that while the trip was instantaneous, the human mind responded by giving you the very distinct impression that you had just spent a not inconsiderab... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | Eleven years alone in a room will do things to a person that little else will. From time to time, I heard the men in the other cells talking to themselves, to imaginary companions, proclaiming their innocence to anyone who would listen, and attempting to cheat the executioner of his task and failing. That was the one r... | I was still coming to terms with the fact that the bastards were actually going to send me back when the universe went sideways. I knew from my old college physics course that while the trip was instantaneous, the human mind responded by giving you the very distinct impression that you had just spent a not inconsiderab... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | The guard of my cell smirked at me as I was led away. "Have fun," he said. "I won't miss you."
I laughed tiredly. "Right back at you."
The two guards behind me pushed me into a white room. Sitting before me was a metal chair. It looked like an old electric chair, the type they'd used before time travel came around. B... | I was not always this cruel. I was a kind guy. I remember who I was. I was a lawyer. Or was I? Doesn't matter. I like it here. I survived the hell and now I made the hell my heaven. Never again will I go without food. Never again will I sleep in pain and tears. Never again will I trust another soul. I was a nobody then... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | Eleven years alone in a room will do things to a person that little else will. From time to time, I heard the men in the other cells talking to themselves, to imaginary companions, proclaiming their innocence to anyone who would listen, and attempting to cheat the executioner of his task and failing. That was the one r... | After the intense disorientation of the temporal displacement event began to fade, I felt wet. All around me, wet. The ringing in my ears slowly faded to white noise, almost like rain but far more intense than any rain I had ever heard. Then a flash, and what must have been thunder, and I realized I was not blind and d... | |
[WP] Time travel exists, and a new form of capital punishment is introduced: Transporting the convict back to the worst, practically unsurvivable, places in human history to find yourself in. You are such a convict, and just got sent back. You will do anything to try and survive. | Eleven years alone in a room will do things to a person that little else will. From time to time, I heard the men in the other cells talking to themselves, to imaginary companions, proclaiming their innocence to anyone who would listen, and attempting to cheat the executioner of his task and failing. That was the one r... | “Thirty seconds!” shouted Captain Porter.
The slow and steady rise and fall of the landing boat made me sick. I held my Thompson submachine gun closer to my body with every splash from each incorrectly aimed artillery shell. The weight, the sturdiness, the cold metal, and the hardwood calmed my fraying nerves.
I real... |
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