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[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... | 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... | |
[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 could still the Judge's gavel banging and the words "Put to Death" in my ears as they strapped me down. I was lucky, they said, that I would have a chance to live, if I wanted it bad enough. What the fuck did that mean? I was the worst serial killer in history and they were giving me a chance to kill again? I did... | I suppose I deserved it really, but why give me the choice? How could anyone make that kind of choice?
Gallipoli or the Somme. Two of the worst battles in history. Bloodbaths of the highest degree.
"WELP, if I'm gonna choose, I'll take Gallipoli, at least it will be sunny." I said to the executor, and he turned to p... | |
[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. | All my life I've been fond of cats. Small cats, big cats, their beauty always made me forgive their egoism, lazyness, and cruelty.
I wish they were lazy this time. They probably haven't eaten for days, and the screaming of tens of thousands of people in the stands probably also won't inspire them to take a nap.
Why d... | I suppose I deserved it really, but why give me the choice? How could anyone make that kind of choice?
Gallipoli or the Somme. Two of the worst battles in history. Bloodbaths of the highest degree.
"WELP, if I'm gonna choose, I'll take Gallipoli, at least it will be sunny." I said to the executor, and he turned to p... | |
[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 opened my eyes and found myself looking at the sky. I had heard Time Travel was painful but nothing was ever said about landing on a rock. I sat up, judging by my clothes and the small village near by I gathered I had been sent back sometime between 1600 and 1700. "Well then..." I said out loud. This was a place I co... | I suppose I deserved it really, but why give me the choice? How could anyone make that kind of choice?
Gallipoli or the Somme. Two of the worst battles in history. Bloodbaths of the highest degree.
"WELP, if I'm gonna choose, I'll take Gallipoli, at least it will be sunny." I said to the executor, and he turned to p... | |
[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 light was blinding, a flash of brilliance compared to the dingy room I lay in moments ago. A flashing pain struck through my body. A mass gathered in my skull. Expanding, Growing. I can't take the pressure. I can't take the pressure anymore. My head. My head. Its going to... I'm going to... The pain is gone. Replac... | I suppose I deserved it really, but why give me the choice? How could anyone make that kind of choice?
Gallipoli or the Somme. Two of the worst battles in history. Bloodbaths of the highest degree.
"WELP, if I'm gonna choose, I'll take Gallipoli, at least it will be sunny." I said to the executor, and he turned to p... | |
[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 being a lurker for so long, this is my first response on /r/writingprompts. Be gentle and hope you like it.
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They call it capital punishment, and I never really knew why. I mean, in the past they used guillotines, ropes, electric chairs and lethal injections. But this was totally different. Someone co... | I suppose I deserved it really, but why give me the choice? How could anyone make that kind of choice?
Gallipoli or the Somme. Two of the worst battles in history. Bloodbaths of the highest degree.
"WELP, if I'm gonna choose, I'll take Gallipoli, at least it will be sunny." I said to the executor, and he turned to p... | |
[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. | "Do you have any last words?" asked my executioner. I couldn't see his face: the machine was callibrated to transport as little matter as possible, and I was restrained by iron bands to keep me within the boundaries of the time machine.
"Yeah - don't I get a say in where you're sending me?"
"We do that for lesser off... | I suppose I deserved it really, but why give me the choice? How could anyone make that kind of choice?
Gallipoli or the Somme. Two of the worst battles in history. Bloodbaths of the highest degree.
"WELP, if I'm gonna choose, I'll take Gallipoli, at least it will be sunny." I said to the executor, and he turned to p... | |
[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 landed in a quaint town, next to a smoky mountain.
Of course, there was no point running. I had watched documentaries on this procedure on the Aliens Channel, and they always picked times with fast travel and events with a large span of effect or controlled by a homicidal maniac who is guaranteed to murder you.
I l... | I suppose I deserved it really, but why give me the choice? How could anyone make that kind of choice?
Gallipoli or the Somme. Two of the worst battles in history. Bloodbaths of the highest degree.
"WELP, if I'm gonna choose, I'll take Gallipoli, at least it will be sunny." I said to the executor, and he turned to p... | |
[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 a historian and a literature buff, I could appreciate the irony of being one of the few people able to both describe a dystopian future (a concept much ignored by modern "teaching") and to pinpoint the moment in which society took a turn down that forbidden valley.
Time travel had been a boon to society at first. ... | I suppose I deserved it really, but why give me the choice? How could anyone make that kind of choice?
Gallipoli or the Somme. Two of the worst battles in history. Bloodbaths of the highest degree.
"WELP, if I'm gonna choose, I'll take Gallipoli, at least it will be sunny." I said to the executor, and he turned to p... | |
[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. | All my life I've been fond of cats. Small cats, big cats, their beauty always made me forgive their egoism, lazyness, and cruelty.
I wish they were lazy this time. They probably haven't eaten for days, and the screaming of tens of thousands of people in the stands probably also won't inspire them to take a nap.
Why d... | I could still the Judge's gavel banging and the words "Put to Death" in my ears as they strapped me down. I was lucky, they said, that I would have a chance to live, if I wanted it bad enough. What the fuck did that mean? I was the worst serial killer in history and they were giving me a chance to kill again? I did... | |
[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 opened my eyes and found myself looking at the sky. I had heard Time Travel was painful but nothing was ever said about landing on a rock. I sat up, judging by my clothes and the small village near by I gathered I had been sent back sometime between 1600 and 1700. "Well then..." I said out loud. This was a place I co... | I could still the Judge's gavel banging and the words "Put to Death" in my ears as they strapped me down. I was lucky, they said, that I would have a chance to live, if I wanted it bad enough. What the fuck did that mean? I was the worst serial killer in history and they were giving me a chance to kill again? I did... | |
[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 light was blinding, a flash of brilliance compared to the dingy room I lay in moments ago. A flashing pain struck through my body. A mass gathered in my skull. Expanding, Growing. I can't take the pressure. I can't take the pressure anymore. My head. My head. Its going to... I'm going to... The pain is gone. Replac... | I could still the Judge's gavel banging and the words "Put to Death" in my ears as they strapped me down. I was lucky, they said, that I would have a chance to live, if I wanted it bad enough. What the fuck did that mean? I was the worst serial killer in history and they were giving me a chance to kill again? I did... | |
[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 being a lurker for so long, this is my first response on /r/writingprompts. Be gentle and hope you like it.
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They call it capital punishment, and I never really knew why. I mean, in the past they used guillotines, ropes, electric chairs and lethal injections. But this was totally different. Someone co... | I could still the Judge's gavel banging and the words "Put to Death" in my ears as they strapped me down. I was lucky, they said, that I would have a chance to live, if I wanted it bad enough. What the fuck did that mean? I was the worst serial killer in history and they were giving me a chance to kill again? I did... | |
[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 landed in a quaint town, next to a smoky mountain.
Of course, there was no point running. I had watched documentaries on this procedure on the Aliens Channel, and they always picked times with fast travel and events with a large span of effect or controlled by a homicidal maniac who is guaranteed to murder you.
I l... | I could still the Judge's gavel banging and the words "Put to Death" in my ears as they strapped me down. I was lucky, they said, that I would have a chance to live, if I wanted it bad enough. What the fuck did that mean? I was the worst serial killer in history and they were giving me a chance to kill again? I did... | |
[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 a historian and a literature buff, I could appreciate the irony of being one of the few people able to both describe a dystopian future (a concept much ignored by modern "teaching") and to pinpoint the moment in which society took a turn down that forbidden valley.
Time travel had been a boon to society at first. ... | I could still the Judge's gavel banging and the words "Put to Death" in my ears as they strapped me down. I was lucky, they said, that I would have a chance to live, if I wanted it bad enough. What the fuck did that mean? I was the worst serial killer in history and they were giving me a chance to kill again? I did... | |
[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 light was blinding, a flash of brilliance compared to the dingy room I lay in moments ago. A flashing pain struck through my body. A mass gathered in my skull. Expanding, Growing. I can't take the pressure. I can't take the pressure anymore. My head. My head. Its going to... I'm going to... The pain is gone. Replac... | I opened my eyes and found myself looking at the sky. I had heard Time Travel was painful but nothing was ever said about landing on a rock. I sat up, judging by my clothes and the small village near by I gathered I had been sent back sometime between 1600 and 1700. "Well then..." I said out loud. This was a place I co... | |
[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 a historian and a literature buff, I could appreciate the irony of being one of the few people able to both describe a dystopian future (a concept much ignored by modern "teaching") and to pinpoint the moment in which society took a turn down that forbidden valley.
Time travel had been a boon to society at first. ... | I opened my eyes and found myself looking at the sky. I had heard Time Travel was painful but nothing was ever said about landing on a rock. I sat up, judging by my clothes and the small village near by I gathered I had been sent back sometime between 1600 and 1700. "Well then..." I said out loud. This was a place I co... | |
[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 landed in a quaint town, next to a smoky mountain.
Of course, there was no point running. I had watched documentaries on this procedure on the Aliens Channel, and they always picked times with fast travel and events with a large span of effect or controlled by a homicidal maniac who is guaranteed to murder you.
I l... | After being a lurker for so long, this is my first response on /r/writingprompts. Be gentle and hope you like it.
_________
They call it capital punishment, and I never really knew why. I mean, in the past they used guillotines, ropes, electric chairs and lethal injections. But this was totally different. Someone co... | |
[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 a historian and a literature buff, I could appreciate the irony of being one of the few people able to both describe a dystopian future (a concept much ignored by modern "teaching") and to pinpoint the moment in which society took a turn down that forbidden valley.
Time travel had been a boon to society at first. ... | After being a lurker for so long, this is my first response on /r/writingprompts. Be gentle and hope you like it.
_________
They call it capital punishment, and I never really knew why. I mean, in the past they used guillotines, ropes, electric chairs and lethal injections. But this was totally different. Someone co... | |
[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 landed in a quaint town, next to a smoky mountain.
Of course, there was no point running. I had watched documentaries on this procedure on the Aliens Channel, and they always picked times with fast travel and events with a large span of effect or controlled by a homicidal maniac who is guaranteed to murder you.
I l... | "Do you have any last words?" asked my executioner. I couldn't see his face: the machine was callibrated to transport as little matter as possible, and I was restrained by iron bands to keep me within the boundaries of the time machine.
"Yeah - don't I get a say in where you're sending me?"
"We do that for lesser off... | |
[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 a historian and a literature buff, I could appreciate the irony of being one of the few people able to both describe a dystopian future (a concept much ignored by modern "teaching") and to pinpoint the moment in which society took a turn down that forbidden valley.
Time travel had been a boon to society at first. ... | "Do you have any last words?" asked my executioner. I couldn't see his face: the machine was callibrated to transport as little matter as possible, and I was restrained by iron bands to keep me within the boundaries of the time machine.
"Yeah - don't I get a say in where you're sending me?"
"We do that for lesser off... | |
[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 a historian and a literature buff, I could appreciate the irony of being one of the few people able to both describe a dystopian future (a concept much ignored by modern "teaching") and to pinpoint the moment in which society took a turn down that forbidden valley.
Time travel had been a boon to society at first. ... | I landed in a quaint town, next to a smoky mountain.
Of course, there was no point running. I had watched documentaries on this procedure on the Aliens Channel, and they always picked times with fast travel and events with a large span of effect or controlled by a homicidal maniac who is guaranteed to murder you.
I l... | |
[WP] Write a story in which a normally benevolent mythical creature is a scary monster. Or a normally aggressive mythical creature is shy and submissive. | When your parents moved in they were happy. I was used to young couples, but you were my first baby. They brought you in and slid you down in your crib at first. So delicately as if a feather had fallen from Heaven. I watched you as you gurgled and giggled and they loved and laughed. They were so gentle and you we... | Being a hunter isn't what most people make it out to be. The hunter I am hunts for monsters, beasts, man eaters. The king had sent me on an expedition weeks ago after a werewolf someone saw on the edge of the woods, a werewolf is a hefty pay day though dangerous, so why not accept.
My month had been one ful... | |
[WP] Write a story in which a normally benevolent mythical creature is a scary monster. Or a normally aggressive mythical creature is shy and submissive. | The maiden stumbled, falling hard to the frost-packed ground, shards of ice slicing into her palms and knees, the stinging pain nothing more than an afterthought, paling in comparison to the thundering of her heart and the burning of her lungs as she gasped for breath in the frigid air.
A snort from behind urged her ... | I have been hiding - about an hour and a half - since I ran from it, staring me down with those cold, empty eyes. As my chest pumped to near bursting, I barely registered the sight of the beast lowering its head to rip flesh from the freshly deceased body of my last remaining companion. I know that it let me escape; it... | |
[WP] Write a story in which a normally benevolent mythical creature is a scary monster. Or a normally aggressive mythical creature is shy and submissive. | When your parents moved in they were happy. I was used to young couples, but you were my first baby. They brought you in and slid you down in your crib at first. So delicately as if a feather had fallen from Heaven. I watched you as you gurgled and giggled and they loved and laughed. They were so gentle and you we... | I have been hiding - about an hour and a half - since I ran from it, staring me down with those cold, empty eyes. As my chest pumped to near bursting, I barely registered the sight of the beast lowering its head to rip flesh from the freshly deceased body of my last remaining companion. I know that it let me escape; it... | |
[WP] Write a story in which a normally benevolent mythical creature is a scary monster. Or a normally aggressive mythical creature is shy and submissive. | I stared cautiously at the monster, trying to stifle my fear. “…Please don’t kill me,” I croaked.
It stared calmly back, then glanced at the ground. hearing just as surprised as I was, it spoke. “You can talk?”
Had it understood me? I slowly approached it. “…Yeah. Please don’t hurt me.”
“…I won’t.” It took a seat on... | I have been hiding - about an hour and a half - since I ran from it, staring me down with those cold, empty eyes. As my chest pumped to near bursting, I barely registered the sight of the beast lowering its head to rip flesh from the freshly deceased body of my last remaining companion. I know that it let me escape; it... | |
[WP] Write a story in which a normally benevolent mythical creature is a scary monster. Or a normally aggressive mythical creature is shy and submissive. | When your parents moved in they were happy. I was used to young couples, but you were my first baby. They brought you in and slid you down in your crib at first. So delicately as if a feather had fallen from Heaven. I watched you as you gurgled and giggled and they loved and laughed. They were so gentle and you we... | The maiden stumbled, falling hard to the frost-packed ground, shards of ice slicing into her palms and knees, the stinging pain nothing more than an afterthought, paling in comparison to the thundering of her heart and the burning of her lungs as she gasped for breath in the frigid air.
A snort from behind urged her ... | |
not my idea, was originally posted by "butkaf" in /r/psychonaut | [WP] (xpost /r/psychonaut) "Upon dying you wake up with a bong in your hand, surrounded by aliens asking if it worked." | Oh man... Oh what... What the hell.
I feel good, but so drained. My vision is blurry, but crystallizing before my eyes. Shapes are becoming defined objects. faces. who's, thats right, I remember these faces. I know them. They all look funny to me, slightly off.
They look like aliens. but... I recognize them, they a... | It faded like a bad taste or a dream. That's all it was after all. A free fall through a subconscious thought to be long gone.
"Paper," I said. "Start writing."
They clambered, gathered the materials and wrote as I spoke.
"I was young and then I was old. There was some sex, somewhere in the middle. I remember...a ... |
[WP] People do not die until they have fulfilled their purpose in life. | "And turn the volume down!!" shouted Jeff Hanson. He slammed the door to the basement, which was also the door to the "apartment" of his 37 year old son.
As the sound of digitized gunfire and energetic music vibrated through the floorboards, Jeff realized his son would live forever. | It’s dark. Cold. There’s nothing.
They say everyone has a purpose, a meaning. That no one may pass onto the next world until they’ve fulfilled their role in this one.
Now only I live.
In the before times, where there was light, people, music, I was just another face. My friends and I’d go out to bars, and you kno... | |
[WP] The year is 2290. To test the existence of a soul once and for all, scientists place the still living brain of a long dead man inside of the body of a person who is brain dead. What happens when s/he wakes up? | Dark. Cold.
I remember a car. Behind the wheel. Lights moving fast, faster than they should.
Crash. Metal hitting metal. Glass shattering.
Bright. White. Warm.
I know everything, understand everything. I remember from days past to far in the future. All is seen, and all is calm.
These are not my own memories. I do... | Dark.
Dark?
A glow. The experience worked, it seems. I can smell the shapes of a body next to me.
"Doctor Sahti?"
A comforting orange answer, okay, thats him. How do I feel in there? There? Right, her body... My body now. It feels a bit panicked by my intrusion, but curious.
"I N D I G O
B.L.U.E." I answer... | |
[WP] The year is 2290. To test the existence of a soul once and for all, scientists place the still living brain of a long dead man inside of the body of a person who is brain dead. What happens when s/he wakes up? | I sit straight up gasping for air. The world around me is pristine white and medical. The men all around in lab coats are taking notes and speaking a type of German I haven't heard before. Damn Nazi scientists must be doing some kind of experiment on me. I will finish my mission! I throw my hand out to grab a projecti... | "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Dropping his clipboard, the new intern rushed over to the operating theatre. Today was that day.
Through the glass, a contorted body continued to writhe on the table. Movement of the arms and legs were punctuated by sudden gasps, which quickly reduced to feeble sobbing as the body clu... | |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | I didn't want to die; no one ever does, not really.
They'll never know how much I gave up for them, simply because they held a space near and dear to my heart.
They'll replace me soon enough, I'm not naive, I know how it works, but, for a few years, I was their protector, their guardian, their friend.
It was the... | When she was five years old, my daughter asked what my favorite thing about her mother was. For a long while, all I could answer with was a blank stare into her so oppositely vibrant, familiar cornflower eyes--and for years after, I still didn't have a complete answer. When she was ten, she didn't understand why she wa... |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | There were stars and we shaped glass
And the stars were drawn much closer
There were germs and we shaped glass
And their world was at our doorstep
There was plague and we shaped glass
Crafted cures to best our curses
Still there are Death, Want, and War
And heaps of glass left unexploited | When she was five years old, my daughter asked what my favorite thing about her mother was. For a long while, all I could answer with was a blank stare into her so oppositely vibrant, familiar cornflower eyes--and for years after, I still didn't have a complete answer. When she was ten, she didn't understand why she wa... |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | When I was a small child, no older than 7 or 8, I had an imaginary friend.
Everyone has to grow up at some point though so when I moved house I decided to stop imagining him for good.
I'm now an adult and living on my own in a small apartment in the middle of nowhere.
I don't know a single person here who is my age and... | When she was five years old, my daughter asked what my favorite thing about her mother was. For a long while, all I could answer with was a blank stare into her so oppositely vibrant, familiar cornflower eyes--and for years after, I still didn't have a complete answer. When she was ten, she didn't understand why she wa... |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | the tortoise returns safely home.
joe nods slowly and smiles.
darkness is shooed away.
the girl kisses the boy in the basement of the party.
the 17 year old decides to cut off ties with his dealer.
dad grows a beard.
yoghurt half price. | I watched this happen from across the street.
A rich wealthy man was speed walking down the sidewalk, probably has an important meeting, until a homeless woman asked for change.
Even though change must mean nothing to this man, I didn't expect him to give any.
Instead, he said something - I'm too far to hear - and ... |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | I knew the answer.
I'd known it all along, so why did it just now feel like I had eaten my heart?
She looked me in the eyes. Hers rimmed with tears. *Oh god, answer the question!*
"I do."
| I watched this happen from across the street.
A rich wealthy man was speed walking down the sidewalk, probably has an important meeting, until a homeless woman asked for change.
Even though change must mean nothing to this man, I didn't expect him to give any.
Instead, he said something - I'm too far to hear - and ... |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | There were stars and we shaped glass
And the stars were drawn much closer
There were germs and we shaped glass
And their world was at our doorstep
There was plague and we shaped glass
Crafted cures to best our curses
Still there are Death, Want, and War
And heaps of glass left unexploited | I watched this happen from across the street.
A rich wealthy man was speed walking down the sidewalk, probably has an important meeting, until a homeless woman asked for change.
Even though change must mean nothing to this man, I didn't expect him to give any.
Instead, he said something - I'm too far to hear - and ... |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | When I was a small child, no older than 7 or 8, I had an imaginary friend.
Everyone has to grow up at some point though so when I moved house I decided to stop imagining him for good.
I'm now an adult and living on my own in a small apartment in the middle of nowhere.
I don't know a single person here who is my age and... | I watched this happen from across the street.
A rich wealthy man was speed walking down the sidewalk, probably has an important meeting, until a homeless woman asked for change.
Even though change must mean nothing to this man, I didn't expect him to give any.
Instead, he said something - I'm too far to hear - and ... |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | I knew the answer.
I'd known it all along, so why did it just now feel like I had eaten my heart?
She looked me in the eyes. Hers rimmed with tears. *Oh god, answer the question!*
"I do."
| the tortoise returns safely home.
joe nods slowly and smiles.
darkness is shooed away.
the girl kisses the boy in the basement of the party.
the 17 year old decides to cut off ties with his dealer.
dad grows a beard.
yoghurt half price. |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | There were stars and we shaped glass
And the stars were drawn much closer
There were germs and we shaped glass
And their world was at our doorstep
There was plague and we shaped glass
Crafted cures to best our curses
Still there are Death, Want, and War
And heaps of glass left unexploited | the tortoise returns safely home.
joe nods slowly and smiles.
darkness is shooed away.
the girl kisses the boy in the basement of the party.
the 17 year old decides to cut off ties with his dealer.
dad grows a beard.
yoghurt half price. |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | When I was a small child, no older than 7 or 8, I had an imaginary friend.
Everyone has to grow up at some point though so when I moved house I decided to stop imagining him for good.
I'm now an adult and living on my own in a small apartment in the middle of nowhere.
I don't know a single person here who is my age and... | the tortoise returns safely home.
joe nods slowly and smiles.
darkness is shooed away.
the girl kisses the boy in the basement of the party.
the 17 year old decides to cut off ties with his dealer.
dad grows a beard.
yoghurt half price. |
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | There were stars and we shaped glass
And the stars were drawn much closer
There were germs and we shaped glass
And their world was at our doorstep
There was plague and we shaped glass
Crafted cures to best our curses
Still there are Death, Want, and War
And heaps of glass left unexploited | I knew the answer.
I'd known it all along, so why did it just now feel like I had eaten my heart?
She looked me in the eyes. Hers rimmed with tears. *Oh god, answer the question!*
"I do."
|
First post | [WP] Write an uplifting story in under 8 setences | When I was a small child, no older than 7 or 8, I had an imaginary friend.
Everyone has to grow up at some point though so when I moved house I decided to stop imagining him for good.
I'm now an adult and living on my own in a small apartment in the middle of nowhere.
I don't know a single person here who is my age and... | I knew the answer.
I'd known it all along, so why did it just now feel like I had eaten my heart?
She looked me in the eyes. Hers rimmed with tears. *Oh god, answer the question!*
"I do."
|
[WP] This is the story of how I got shot... | "Jesus H Christ Private Snuffy, WATCH were you point your WEAPON"
The FNG that SGT Rock had just yelled at is going kill somebody if he doesn't get a friggin GRIP.
Our squad had been inserted into MogaBlessYou and was in the process of heading to objective Alpha. We had been marching through the jungle for hours an... | Owen di la Martyn winced as the jailer opened the door to his cell, the beam of light spilling out on the floor and opposite wall directly into his flint grey eyes. The Ryn was filthy, his shoulder length blond hair tangled and unruly. His clothes were stained with with sweat and dirt and blood, his shoes falling apart... | |
[WP] You're an employee in hell. Fed up with your current job you try everything possible to get a promotion. | "What", the great demon Blaurtoug spluttered, "is *this* meant to be, Smaslort!"
A single elongated finger scratched at his furry tongue, quite incredulously. He was staring, dumbfounded, at the ring of tarmac that was currently being laid by chain-gangs of bulbous imps.
Smaslort was a lot smaller than Blaurtoug. In f... | Everyday I slave away at work. Boss doesn't give a shit about what I do everyday.
I even killed Gary or whatever his fucking name was and Satan doesn't even bat an eye.
For fucks sake I even gassed 6 million jews while I was alive. What more does it fucking take? What else does he want me to do?
*My god Satan just ... | |
[WP] A teenage boy is woken up late at night to an AMBER alert on his phone that says that he is missing. | You’re jolted into consciousness by the electric shrill of your phone. With a painful moan, you gingerly reach for your sore, throbbing head. It’s wet. Blood.
You slowly become dimly aware that you’re not in your bedroom at home. The waxing crescent moon looms high above you in the flickering starlight, masked by shad... | **Huh? What? Amber Alert? Who gives a shit, I'm not a missing child.**
I beg to differ.
**Hey, who are you? What are you doing in my room?**
Your room is a 1988 Winnebago?
**Well... yeah.**
I know! That's why kidnapping you was so easy. I got behind the wheel, I slit your parents throats--
**You what now?**
And ... | |
[WP] A teenage boy is woken up late at night to an AMBER alert on his phone that says that he is missing. | *Bing*
The loud noise of my phone infiltrates my subconscious. I internally sigh, pull the pillow over my face, and almost instantly fall back asleep.
*Bing* *Bing*
The noise wouldn't quit. I grab my phone from the side, reaching out to muffle the piercing tones. I felt groggy, and my throat felt like sandpaper. M... | It was originally called Wristcutteria. Then we thought that was too emo, and we changed it to Freedomnia.
We thought that was too on the nose, so, again, we changed it. To United Youth State.
UYS. We didn't think that one was too emo or on the nose or lame or anything. UYS. So it stayed.
'You-why-ass', for shorts. ... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | Susan was going ballistic, arms flailing, hair in a brown mess, her blue eyes were wide open. "But I need my numbers!"
She walked over to her bed.
I spoke up, "No, you don't. It going to be ok Sus-"
She turned around a pushed me against the wall. Her eyebrows furrowed in anger.
She yelled into my face, "YOU DONT UN... | Since the day I turned 16, I saw numbers above people's heads. That was they day we got out super powers. The meanings changed for everyone. For Sylvia, it was the number of days until she found her soulmate. For the president of Czechoslovakia, it was the percentage of the vote he won, and for the aliens that showed... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | Susan was going ballistic, arms flailing, hair in a brown mess, her blue eyes were wide open. "But I need my numbers!"
She walked over to her bed.
I spoke up, "No, you don't. It going to be ok Sus-"
She turned around a pushed me against the wall. Her eyebrows furrowed in anger.
She yelled into my face, "YOU DONT UN... | Turns out I'm not worth 50 trill, it was a side effect from the pills / that they're making me take 'cause I act like a flake ever since that motorbike spill. | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | Susan was going ballistic, arms flailing, hair in a brown mess, her blue eyes were wide open. "But I need my numbers!"
She walked over to her bed.
I spoke up, "No, you don't. It going to be ok Sus-"
She turned around a pushed me against the wall. Her eyebrows furrowed in anger.
She yelled into my face, "YOU DONT UN... | I agree that some writing prompts are recycled way too much. One writing prompt that I could do without is Hitler. Apart from Jesus Christ did some people go overboard with that one. It's like every day. One about him being the new savior, reincarnated, stealing ice cream, being a tranny. Lets give it a rest. | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | I yawned and stepped in front of the mirror to brush my hair. It took a few seconds to realise what was wrong: there were no numbers above my head. In shock I dropped my brush.
For ever since I can remember everyone has floating numbers or text messages above their heads. It differed per day what information was give... | "God dammit!"
I punched the wall in anger. I saw the mirror shake a bit. I glanced again to see if it was true.
The space above my head was empty. Blank. Nothing. no number, no latter, not even a floating dirt stain.
"I can't believe this!" I shouted again. "You see it too, Bruce?"
"Yes Adolf, I see that too. T... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | Norman got up, realizing that, as always, nothing floated up above his head. He shaved, got a cup, filled it with coffee, said goodbye to Norman, his cat, and headed out to work. 😀 | "God dammit!"
I punched the wall in anger. I saw the mirror shake a bit. I glanced again to see if it was true.
The space above my head was empty. Blank. Nothing. no number, no latter, not even a floating dirt stain.
"I can't believe this!" I shouted again. "You see it too, Bruce?"
"Yes Adolf, I see that too. T... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | I wake up and brush the sleep from my eyes, though as I examine the ceiling I realize there is no information cluttering my field of view. "Well." I say, "I guess I have to start using Facebook again." | "God dammit!"
I punched the wall in anger. I saw the mirror shake a bit. I glanced again to see if it was true.
The space above my head was empty. Blank. Nothing. no number, no latter, not even a floating dirt stain.
"I can't believe this!" I shouted again. "You see it too, Bruce?"
"Yes Adolf, I see that too. T... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that |
When I saw Mom, I was surprised. First of all, her danger number, formally a ten was now nonexistent. Also, she was whistling and seemed happy.
"Hi, Mom," I said.
"Oh, honey! It's amazing! All of the numbers are gone!"
I started to sigh in the teenager way, but then I realized something, "wait, you could see the nu... | "God dammit!"
I punched the wall in anger. I saw the mirror shake a bit. I glanced again to see if it was true.
The space above my head was empty. Blank. Nothing. no number, no latter, not even a floating dirt stain.
"I can't believe this!" I shouted again. "You see it too, Bruce?"
"Yes Adolf, I see that too. T... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | I wake up and brush the sleep from my eyes, though as I examine the ceiling I realize there is no information cluttering my field of view. "Well." I say, "I guess I have to start using Facebook again." | The alarm clock still buzzed in my head as I dragged myself out of bed groggily, shuffling toward the bathroom door. Once inside, I weakly squeezed some paste onto the head of my toothbrush and started scrubbing, my eyes wandering up to the mirror.
My brushing hand froze, along with the rest of my body, and my eyes wi... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that |
When I saw Mom, I was surprised. First of all, her danger number, formally a ten was now nonexistent. Also, she was whistling and seemed happy.
"Hi, Mom," I said.
"Oh, honey! It's amazing! All of the numbers are gone!"
I started to sigh in the teenager way, but then I realized something, "wait, you could see the nu... | The alarm clock still buzzed in my head as I dragged myself out of bed groggily, shuffling toward the bathroom door. Once inside, I weakly squeezed some paste onto the head of my toothbrush and started scrubbing, my eyes wandering up to the mirror.
My brushing hand froze, along with the rest of my body, and my eyes wi... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | The morning was frigid, too cold for the dead
The morning that everything changed
That morning when everyone looked overhead
And felt they'd become most deranged
No digits adorned them, that brisk winter morn
No quantification or number
Nothing to advertise, notice, or warn
When woke they up from their slumb... | The alarm clock still buzzed in my head as I dragged myself out of bed groggily, shuffling toward the bathroom door. Once inside, I weakly squeezed some paste onto the head of my toothbrush and started scrubbing, my eyes wandering up to the mirror.
My brushing hand froze, along with the rest of my body, and my eyes wi... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | "Yo, dude, there's no number over your head?"
"Yea, the mods decided that it's an overused theme, so there's no number anymore!"
"What? Mods? What are you talking about?"
"Well, we're put here as a hypothetical device to test out scenarios that the writers post on Reddit. And these scenarios are regulated by the for... | The alarm clock still buzzed in my head as I dragged myself out of bed groggily, shuffling toward the bathroom door. Once inside, I weakly squeezed some paste onto the head of my toothbrush and started scrubbing, my eyes wandering up to the mirror.
My brushing hand froze, along with the rest of my body, and my eyes wi... | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that |
When I saw Mom, I was surprised. First of all, her danger number, formally a ten was now nonexistent. Also, she was whistling and seemed happy.
"Hi, Mom," I said.
"Oh, honey! It's amazing! All of the numbers are gone!"
I started to sigh in the teenager way, but then I realized something, "wait, you could see the nu... | I wake up and brush the sleep from my eyes, though as I examine the ceiling I realize there is no information cluttering my field of view. "Well." I say, "I guess I have to start using Facebook again." | |
[WP] One day you wake up and there are no numbers floating over peoples head because we finally stopped doing prompts about that | "Yo, dude, there's no number over your head?"
"Yea, the mods decided that it's an overused theme, so there's no number anymore!"
"What? Mods? What are you talking about?"
"Well, we're put here as a hypothetical device to test out scenarios that the writers post on Reddit. And these scenarios are regulated by the for... | Warm rays of late-morning sun falling across her face, Melissa stretched and rolled onto her side, one hand sliding over Bruce's shoulder. Lost in the glowing void of snug half-wakefulness which all mammals find so pleasing to lounge in, when they can.
She opened her eyes, to find Bruce already gazing at her. They smi... | |
[WP] Everyone gets a bracelet that will light up more and more the closer they get to the person/thing that will kill them. Yours has never glowed. One day, you meet a person whose bracelet has never stopped glowing. | **I**
“Hey you, haven’t seen you all night. Too busy getting wasted with your frat buddies?”
“I drink. I go to parties. That's me. What’s your excuse? I thought frat parties were a means with which the patriarchy oppresses women. Not really your scene, Emma.”
“Can you not? Just because I’m a gender studies major, my... | I'm not really sure why I was given something that looks so bland. My whole graduating class 60 years back was given these bracelets for "good measure". The purpose of these bracelets are to shine when something would potentially threaten our life. Problem is, mine hasn't shined at all for the 60 years I have been out ... | |
[WP] Humanity has finally cured it's need to sleep with a very cheap, easily manufactured pill. It only took 5 years for the side effects to become apparent. | I told my brother it wasn't a good idea. But as usual, he brushed my warnings away like an irritating fly. I stood over his wailing, thrashing form, tears streaming down my face.
When Insomniak became available on the market, there was a huge rush. The pharmacy's were sold out for weeks. There was no separation of day... | Sleep. Something I think we all took for granted. Pills, drinks, even different types of foods; we had an infinite number of ways to stay awake, to avoid sleep.
Little did we know.
At first it came in a bottle. For a small price of ten credits, about a weeks salary for most one could evade sleep for close to four ... | |
[WP] Humanity has finally cured it's need to sleep with a very cheap, easily manufactured pill. It only took 5 years for the side effects to become apparent. | In the year 2036, the vaccine for sleep was developed: Sleepless.
At first, everything went smoothly with the introduction of the Sleepless. Adoption was very marginal, at best. Sleepless' inventors -- two lifetime programmers in their 50s fascinated by the merging of software and biology via nanites -- were now fabu... | Sleep. Something I think we all took for granted. Pills, drinks, even different types of foods; we had an infinite number of ways to stay awake, to avoid sleep.
Little did we know.
At first it came in a bottle. For a small price of ten credits, about a weeks salary for most one could evade sleep for close to four ... | |
[WP] Humanity has finally cured it's need to sleep with a very cheap, easily manufactured pill. It only took 5 years for the side effects to become apparent. | *Miracle drug*, they called it. *The last dream you'll ever have, come true in an easy-to-swallow pill*.
The solution to sleep.
The market went crazy when it was announced. The promise of a 100% increase to productivity worldwide drove every sector higher. Those with investments in the pharmaceutical company ma... | Sleep. Something I think we all took for granted. Pills, drinks, even different types of foods; we had an infinite number of ways to stay awake, to avoid sleep.
Little did we know.
At first it came in a bottle. For a small price of ten credits, about a weeks salary for most one could evade sleep for close to four ... | |
[WP] Humanity has finally cured it's need to sleep with a very cheap, easily manufactured pill. It only took 5 years for the side effects to become apparent. | In the year 2036, the vaccine for sleep was developed: Sleepless.
At first, everything went smoothly with the introduction of the Sleepless. Adoption was very marginal, at best. Sleepless' inventors -- two lifetime programmers in their 50s fascinated by the merging of software and biology via nanites -- were now fabu... | I told my brother it wasn't a good idea. But as usual, he brushed my warnings away like an irritating fly. I stood over his wailing, thrashing form, tears streaming down my face.
When Insomniak became available on the market, there was a huge rush. The pharmacy's were sold out for weeks. There was no separation of day... | |
[WP] Humanity has finally cured it's need to sleep with a very cheap, easily manufactured pill. It only took 5 years for the side effects to become apparent. | *Miracle drug*, they called it. *The last dream you'll ever have, come true in an easy-to-swallow pill*.
The solution to sleep.
The market went crazy when it was announced. The promise of a 100% increase to productivity worldwide drove every sector higher. Those with investments in the pharmaceutical company ma... | 5 years ago, /r/nosleep released a never-seen-before product: the sleep pill. It was announced all over the news, and virtually everyone in the world longed for these pills in less than a week.
As you may imagine, everyone rushed to the store to get them, wishing to add more hours awake onto their pathetic lives. Hum... | |
[WP] The year is 2315 and the Amish are living like its the 21st century. | "Timothy, supper's ready!" shouted his mother, the message echoed softly in the old house.
"Mom! Don't call me that. I go by Tim now. God!" shouted Timothy.
"Don't bring god into this, Timmy!".
"Timmy's even worse!" with a frown on his face, Timothy made his way to the dining room.
He briefly idled by a mirror for a br... | A mother walks past her son and notices he's doing something very bad. "WHAT IS THIS! You should not be looking up Thorad culture. It's a sin and I will not have any of it. Just wait until the Bishop hears about this."
"No please, don't. I don't want to be shunned! I just got to the end of The Last of Us!" the boy ple... | |
[WP] The year is 2315 and the Amish are living like its the 21st century. | The sun was setting over the western hillside of the plantation when Mr. Miller arrived. Jacob looked up from his Bible, noticing the motorcade of police cars and a dark limousine silhouetting the brilliant sky. He marked his page, placed the book on the table, and stood up to meet them.
"Hallo," Jacob said to the fi... | A mother walks past her son and notices he's doing something very bad. "WHAT IS THIS! You should not be looking up Thorad culture. It's a sin and I will not have any of it. Just wait until the Bishop hears about this."
"No please, don't. I don't want to be shunned! I just got to the end of The Last of Us!" the boy ple... | |
[WP] The year is 2315 and the Amish are living like its the 21st century. | I’ve always found it fascinating how traditions ebb and flow over time. I mean I guess they’re analogous to culture, which by its very nature is anything but static. Though in my culture, every tradition is held onto to the very last thread. Based on the Amish tradition we live very simple lives. Back in the 20th centu... | A mother walks past her son and notices he's doing something very bad. "WHAT IS THIS! You should not be looking up Thorad culture. It's a sin and I will not have any of it. Just wait until the Bishop hears about this."
"No please, don't. I don't want to be shunned! I just got to the end of The Last of Us!" the boy ple... | |
[WP] A prompt that begins and ends with the same sentence, but one core thing changes completely by the end. | Soon, I will be happy. Soon high school will be over and college will start after that; everyone says that life really starts once you get that freedom. Soon I won't have to deal with the petty kids that just don't see who I am. Soon I won't have to hear Dad storming off for reasons I have examined and physically canno... | It was a good day. The sun rose. I fed and walked my dog. Did my yoga. Even got further into one of my challeng positions. I went to work- Pam was out sick so no one yelled at me. No traffic on the way home. The grocery had a sale on the sirloins my husband likes. My husband was coming home tonight. And then the state ... | |
[WP] You survive a brain transplant and now have a teenager's body. Unfortunately, the law dictates that you have to go back to school. | Planning to carry on with this later after I'm done with a Pixar/Valve games crossover, but this is what I've written so far.
"So, how about it, John? This operation could restart your life, get things the way you want them to be." said the man with the crooked teeth.
"Somehow, hearing that from a black market organ ... | Blue sky, brown trees, wet shores.
Hot dawn, cold breeze, shed doors.
Armed men, drunk rage, red floors.
Old life, new shell, restored.
^^^^.
Strange body, white light, next day.
Second chance, scared fright, chest pain.
Surgery, recite, explain.
School tests, rewrite, segue.
^^^^.
Highschool, new name, misfi... | |
[WP] You survive a brain transplant and now have a teenager's body. Unfortunately, the law dictates that you have to go back to school. | Amanda Patterson looked like she was wearing a denim hand towel around her waist, and the tank top wasn't much bigger. *How could her parents let her leave the house like that?!* Her tanned, taut stomach seemed so smooth and sculpted...
*Stop it!* I berated myself as I made my way back to my locker. *They're 16, for g... | The accident wasn’t really half bad when I think back on it. Free morphine. Free place to sleep. Free food. I couldn’t complain.
The only part that really sucked was waking up. But then that always sucked so again no complaints.
The doctor was a woman. Which made me nervous for some reason. She was a cute woman. This... | |
[WP] Every human soul that passes through the threshold of Death, discovers that Life was merely a pasture designed to ripen each soul for consumption. | I watched silently as fresh crop made its way into the auditorium.
Young children taken too soon, the diseased, the elderly, the damned. All eyes wide in awe and terror. Their pain relieved, their wounds healed, their fate sealed.
Entities as old as mankind sauntered toward them. Wicked grins with razor teeth, flesh... | “Come on through Simon everyone is eager to meet you” I was afraid at this point and you would think I would only have been afraid as I died but that fear stayed with me.
I had no idea where I was, was this heaven, hell or something else? The room is spacious without being too big but is it ostentatious. High back cha... | |
[WP] Every human soul that passes through the threshold of Death, discovers that Life was merely a pasture designed to ripen each soul for consumption. | "The soul market is a very lucrative and fruitful business."
"Sure, there is an abundance of your run of the mill generic souls who just go through life doing nothing significant. Some deities actually prefer the taste of average souls. You see, there are beings, with how should I put this, acquired tastes? They are ... | “Come on through Simon everyone is eager to meet you” I was afraid at this point and you would think I would only have been afraid as I died but that fear stayed with me.
I had no idea where I was, was this heaven, hell or something else? The room is spacious without being too big but is it ostentatious. High back cha... | |
[WP] Every human soul that passes through the threshold of Death, discovers that Life was merely a pasture designed to ripen each soul for consumption. | The soft weight of my daughter’s hand on my own lifted my foggy mind back to semi-consciousness.
Light wavered at the center of my vision, distorting my perception of the blue hospital bed fabric. Sand shifted between my toes as the cool sea gently rocked me back and forth, warm summer sun beating down on my shoulder... | “Come on through Simon everyone is eager to meet you” I was afraid at this point and you would think I would only have been afraid as I died but that fear stayed with me.
I had no idea where I was, was this heaven, hell or something else? The room is spacious without being too big but is it ostentatious. High back cha... | |
[WP] Every human soul that passes through the threshold of Death, discovers that Life was merely a pasture designed to ripen each soul for consumption. | "A lifetime of experiences", the book said. "That's what it takes for someone to be mature enough".
I reflected on these words. My mother wrote this book just before she died. I remember her writing it. I was just a boy at the time, yet I understood that she knew things that I didn't. When I stumbled across this book ... | Life brews the most pleasant meals
Oh, how tasty is each soul's death knell
Their lives spent in mortal Hell
The true meaning of Life I'll never tell
For I am The Fell
The true meaning and master of Hell
I hear always the dinner bell
And I love it when you kill
You do it so well
Though you have no true free wi... | |
[WP] After spending 150 years in jail, the world finally figures out that you don't age, and have been alive since the fall of Rome, due to a genetic defect. After taking some DNA samples, NASA comes to you and asks you to go on a 500 year interstellar mission to the closest habitable planet, alone. | A man once told me a story about his first night in college. He said that he came to a party at 7:45 on a Friday (he remembered for the odd punctuality of it) and left the party on 9:00 the following Sunday. He had lost an entire weekend - lost a part of his life.
As he claimed, it was his inspiration to get clean f... | "No! Fuck off! I'm not legally obligated to do that, why would i even want to? Whats in it for me? I just got out of jail mate, i was in there for over a century! Do you have any idea how long that is? Of course you don't, no one does. After all that your basically asking me to live alone forever! The isolation wou... | |
[WP] After spending 150 years in jail, the world finally figures out that you don't age, and have been alive since the fall of Rome, due to a genetic defect. After taking some DNA samples, NASA comes to you and asks you to go on a 500 year interstellar mission to the closest habitable planet, alone. | A man once told me a story about his first night in college. He said that he came to a party at 7:45 on a Friday (he remembered for the odd punctuality of it) and left the party on 9:00 the following Sunday. He had lost an entire weekend - lost a part of his life.
As he claimed, it was his inspiration to get clean f... | They told me they'd throw me in jail again if I didn't go. I still refused. When given the ultimatum between years of isolation and introspection, and living in jail, I said, "Jail is only for sentences under a year anyway. Prison is for more than a year. I honestly don't know why I've been committing one year crimes ... | |
[WP] After spending 150 years in jail, the world finally figures out that you don't age, and have been alive since the fall of Rome, due to a genetic defect. After taking some DNA samples, NASA comes to you and asks you to go on a 500 year interstellar mission to the closest habitable planet, alone. | A man once told me a story about his first night in college. He said that he came to a party at 7:45 on a Friday (he remembered for the odd punctuality of it) and left the party on 9:00 the following Sunday. He had lost an entire weekend - lost a part of his life.
As he claimed, it was his inspiration to get clean f... | As I slowly rose from my slumber there was a knock at the door. I got up and quickly threw on some pants before walking to the front door. There was another series of knocks only this time followed by a faint voice. It sounded much like King Charles of the Holy Roman Empire, the thought of that man brought a smile to m... | |
[WP] After spending 150 years in jail, the world finally figures out that you don't age, and have been alive since the fall of Rome, due to a genetic defect. After taking some DNA samples, NASA comes to you and asks you to go on a 500 year interstellar mission to the closest habitable planet, alone. | A man once told me a story about his first night in college. He said that he came to a party at 7:45 on a Friday (he remembered for the odd punctuality of it) and left the party on 9:00 the following Sunday. He had lost an entire weekend - lost a part of his life.
As he claimed, it was his inspiration to get clean f... | "No," was his reply. "I'm a freak. Not stupid."
The bureaucrat scowled. "But we're offering you a full pardon. Limitless exploration. Your name in the annals of history. What could be keeping you here?"
The Ageless Man pointed to the cafeteria sign just beyond his visitor's shoulder. He was grinning. Showing teeth. T... | |
[WP] After spending 150 years in jail, the world finally figures out that you don't age, and have been alive since the fall of Rome, due to a genetic defect. After taking some DNA samples, NASA comes to you and asks you to go on a 500 year interstellar mission to the closest habitable planet, alone. | "500 years." I take a long draw of the cigarette the colonel had offered me upon my arrival. I exhale. Expensive brand. Though if I had had any doubts about the man's taste, he wouldn't have pulled whatever strings he had to get me out of prison.
"Yes, that's right," the colonel repeated. To his credit, he hid his exc... | Transferred between various American prisons over the years, today I woke up in Riker's Island. It started like another day. I woke up in a hard bunk, above a terrified teenager who had been there for over a month with no charges. I didn't pay him any mind. When you've lived as long as I have, the struggles of thos... | |
[WP] After spending 150 years in jail, the world finally figures out that you don't age, and have been alive since the fall of Rome, due to a genetic defect. After taking some DNA samples, NASA comes to you and asks you to go on a 500 year interstellar mission to the closest habitable planet, alone. | You'd be surprised what a man can teach himself in 500 years.
Well, that's not entirely accurate. I may not age, but I still need to sleep. Unfortunately, cryogenic stasis technology hasn't yet gotten over the hurdle of inducing brain damage. So, in actuality, you'd be surprised what a man can teach himself in, oh, s... | The screen above me displays the would-be mob bubbling and frothing in organized chaos outside. Journalists and other news crews flocked outside the doors of a conference room in Area 51, pens clicking nervously and hushed arguments flitting between cameramen and reporters.
The U.S. government finally decided to revea... | |
[WP] After spending 150 years in jail, the world finally figures out that you don't age, and have been alive since the fall of Rome, due to a genetic defect. After taking some DNA samples, NASA comes to you and asks you to go on a 500 year interstellar mission to the closest habitable planet, alone. | Year 474. Twenty-six years until arrival.
"It is time." Riley looked up at his displays, noticing a flashing red prompt superseding everything else. The AI on board, his only company through the centuries, had adapted it's protocols and methods to communicating with him. His own personalized ship that imitated sentie... | The screen above me displays the would-be mob bubbling and frothing in organized chaos outside. Journalists and other news crews flocked outside the doors of a conference room in Area 51, pens clicking nervously and hushed arguments flitting between cameramen and reporters.
The U.S. government finally decided to revea... | |
[WP] After spending 150 years in jail, the world finally figures out that you don't age, and have been alive since the fall of Rome, due to a genetic defect. After taking some DNA samples, NASA comes to you and asks you to go on a 500 year interstellar mission to the closest habitable planet, alone. | Year 474. Twenty-six years until arrival.
"It is time." Riley looked up at his displays, noticing a flashing red prompt superseding everything else. The AI on board, his only company through the centuries, had adapted it's protocols and methods to communicating with him. His own personalized ship that imitated sentie... | You'd be surprised what a man can teach himself in 500 years.
Well, that's not entirely accurate. I may not age, but I still need to sleep. Unfortunately, cryogenic stasis technology hasn't yet gotten over the hurdle of inducing brain damage. So, in actuality, you'd be surprised what a man can teach himself in, oh, s... | |
[WP] Do your best to describe a color | "Describe it to me please mommy."
"Hmmm. I don't really know how to, dear."
"Try mommy please! All the other kids in school know what colours are. Please mommy?"
"Oh all right. You learnt colours in school today did you?"
"Yep I did. Richard of York Gave Battle In Vain. That's how Miss Watson taught us to remember ... | What do you feel when you feel calm. Do you feel a gentle breeze blow over you or do you feel the soft grass in your hand. What do you Smell when you are calm. The morning dew on the grass or the gentle pine from the forest. What do you hear when you are calm. A wisp of wind or you stomping through snow. What do you ta... | |
[WP] Do your best to describe a color | When we met, the first question was "How long?"
"All my life."
The world wasn't a mystery. I knew stop signs were 'red'. I knew that the sky was 'blue'. I just didn't know what those meant. And it never mattered. Until we met.
Because around him, everything felt *more*. Like the air was better, the sounds around me... | What do you feel when you feel calm. Do you feel a gentle breeze blow over you or do you feel the soft grass in your hand. What do you Smell when you are calm. The morning dew on the grass or the gentle pine from the forest. What do you hear when you are calm. A wisp of wind or you stomping through snow. What do you ta... | |
[WP] Do your best to describe a color | When we met, the first question was "How long?"
"All my life."
The world wasn't a mystery. I knew stop signs were 'red'. I knew that the sky was 'blue'. I just didn't know what those meant. And it never mattered. Until we met.
Because around him, everything felt *more*. Like the air was better, the sounds around me... | What do you feel when you feel Hatred? Do you feel the anger in your head or the feeling of killing them with your own bare hands. What do you smell when you smell fear? Is their actually a sent being transmitted or is it just your blood lust looking for the man. What do you hear when you are trying to find him? Do you... | |
[WP] Teleportation renders all other modes of transportation obsolete and makes travel time nonexistent—there are no 'journeys,' only 'destinations'. One morning, as you're getting ready for an average day, your teleporter breaks. | My bed vibrates, gently waking me up from sleep at the optimal time. I glance at the window, where my clock dimly shows the time of 6:22. I weighed the thought of sleeping in longer, but I knew that I’d only be more tired. The SmartAlarm woke me up now for a reason.
Stretching, I waved my hand at the windows, and the ... | The thing about travel is it makes everything else so damn complicated. There was a time (you may not believe me) when entire cities were built around roads--long, flat stretches of concrete for the now extinct car. If you think that's absurd, listen to this: in the past, if you wanted the opportunity to enjoy a natura... | |
[WP]The year is 3015. You've found a way to travel to the past, and have decided to go back to the year 2015 and see what life was like back then. You take a box with you, it contains the tools that you think you may need for survival in this ancient era, as well as one single present for humanity. | We had worked tirelessly for this day. And finally, after many a sleepless night spent toiling away in the humid depths of our laboratory, we had done it.
The Time-Breaker, we called it. An opaque black cube, embossed on all sides and riddled with special conduits, channels that pulsated with life and light all their ... | I quickly skimmed the posts from /r/EDC using the waybackmachine on the extranet. After some alloy fabricating I was ready. 2 Glocks, 1 snub nosed revolver and a Nugget (A Mosin Nagant rifle, as I learned later). It seemed strange to me, how much firepower would someone need back then to just survive. I also packed som... | |
[WP]The year is 3015. You've found a way to travel to the past, and have decided to go back to the year 2015 and see what life was like back then. You take a box with you, it contains the tools that you think you may need for survival in this ancient era, as well as one single present for humanity. | As I knelt before the machine, Juanito burst into my dark, dusty room from behind. Gasping for breath, my best friend said "Jon, you can't go. You've studied this stuff for years, one wrong move back there and it could destroy the world as we know it."
I replied to him without looking back, "We are on the brink of nuc... | I quickly skimmed the posts from /r/EDC using the waybackmachine on the extranet. After some alloy fabricating I was ready. 2 Glocks, 1 snub nosed revolver and a Nugget (A Mosin Nagant rifle, as I learned later). It seemed strange to me, how much firepower would someone need back then to just survive. I also packed som... | |
[WP]The year is 3015. You've found a way to travel to the past, and have decided to go back to the year 2015 and see what life was like back then. You take a box with you, it contains the tools that you think you may need for survival in this ancient era, as well as one single present for humanity. | As I knelt before the machine, Juanito burst into my dark, dusty room from behind. Gasping for breath, my best friend said "Jon, you can't go. You've studied this stuff for years, one wrong move back there and it could destroy the world as we know it."
I replied to him without looking back, "We are on the brink of nuc... | We had worked tirelessly for this day. And finally, after many a sleepless night spent toiling away in the humid depths of our laboratory, we had done it.
The Time-Breaker, we called it. An opaque black cube, embossed on all sides and riddled with special conduits, channels that pulsated with life and light all their ... | |
Then make me feel bad about it.
Then make it heartwarming.
Also, do it to music. | [WP] Break the Villain. | I wrote the prompt with this song in the background: [click here](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZxnqSTzq6-w)
They called him the man with the golden voice.
When Mayhern spoke, the people would listen. When he preached, the people would drop to their knees. And when he walked, the world would fall silent to hear his... | [The musical accompaniement](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NdXCsXcs6nA)
The rain flowed over the sidewalk, running in small streams out of the alley. Telltale ribbons of red washed into the street in slow curling patterns before washing into an iron grate with the rest of the underworld's filth.
Mira stepped into ... |
Then make me feel bad about it.
Then make it heartwarming.
Also, do it to music. | [WP] Break the Villain. | I wrote the prompt with this song in the background: [click here](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZxnqSTzq6-w)
They called him the man with the golden voice.
When Mayhern spoke, the people would listen. When he preached, the people would drop to their knees. And when he walked, the world would fall silent to hear his... | "You don't kill!"
"No. We haven't killed. Doesn't mean we can't, does it?"
As the Purity Beam began to shoot towards my face, I involuntarily considered my life up until now. Time seemed to slow, though ny muscles did not respond.
It all began when a shadowy figure gave me a talisman, in exchange for which he would ... |
[WP] Rap battle between Pope Francis and Donald Trump | Pope time, Dope rhymes,
It ain't hard to see there ain't never been a mc quite as fly as me,
I'm the voice of the eternal i aint never tripped a hurdle,
should be respected not contested because I'm the best you see, Sit down turn around study that verse,
the word is the verb you shouldve rehearsed,
if you don't yo... | **Francis**
I'm the Pope, i'm so dope, you bitch ain't like me, nope./
I cover priests, while they grope, little kiddies' butts, hope/
that I never run for president. Bet you would be hesitant/
to go against the friend of god, a future heaven's resident./
You polarize on purpose, your evidential surplus of cash/
mig... | |
Oh my. | [WP] Chris Hansen steps down and names Arnold Schwarzeneggar as his successor on To Catch a Predator. Arnold misunderstands the type of Predator he's hunting. | This is one of those early morning posts I read before coffee sets in, think it's a post for a news sub, shrug, take another sip of coffee, and scroll down...... | Arnold: "Chris! You son of a bitch! Its been a long time. Whats with this fuckin tie business? The network got you pushin too many penises?"
Chris: "Arnold, Simple setup. We need to keep catching predators, run 'em down, grab those kids and bounce back across the border before anybody knows we were there. "
Arnold: "... |
Oh my. | [WP] Chris Hansen steps down and names Arnold Schwarzeneggar as his successor on To Catch a Predator. Arnold misunderstands the type of Predator he's hunting. | The moonlight glimmered off of the trees. The air was dank and humid, and sat heavily in the moon gilded jungle night. The bushes suddenly began to give way and eventually birthed a shape...with no shape. Branches cracked and snapped with no visible force applied. A shimmer of motion and the hunter was on the move. Hea... | Arnold: "Chris! You son of a bitch! Its been a long time. Whats with this fuckin tie business? The network got you pushin too many penises?"
Chris: "Arnold, Simple setup. We need to keep catching predators, run 'em down, grab those kids and bounce back across the border before anybody knows we were there. "
Arnold: "... |
Oh my. | [WP] Chris Hansen steps down and names Arnold Schwarzeneggar as his successor on To Catch a Predator. Arnold misunderstands the type of Predator he's hunting. | Arnold: Hi Chris, so you are finally casting for Predator again. That's good to hear.
Chris: It's great that you are interested in this. Frankly I did not think you would be. It's going to be awesome with you in it.
Arnold: Are you kidding me? I have been saying to my agent for far too long that Predator is gold and... | Arnold: "Chris! You son of a bitch! Its been a long time. Whats with this fuckin tie business? The network got you pushin too many penises?"
Chris: "Arnold, Simple setup. We need to keep catching predators, run 'em down, grab those kids and bounce back across the border before anybody knows we were there. "
Arnold: "... |
Oh my. | [WP] Chris Hansen steps down and names Arnold Schwarzeneggar as his successor on To Catch a Predator. Arnold misunderstands the type of Predator he's hunting. | Paul was delighted to have been selected by the network to assist Mr Schwarzenegger during his transition into the new role. When he had first heard the news he was a little ashamed to admit it, but he had peed himself a little. No matter; this was Arnie. He had once accused Satan of being a choir boy. And now here he ... | Arnold: "Chris! You son of a bitch! Its been a long time. Whats with this fuckin tie business? The network got you pushin too many penises?"
Chris: "Arnold, Simple setup. We need to keep catching predators, run 'em down, grab those kids and bounce back across the border before anybody knows we were there. "
Arnold: "... |
Oh my. | [WP] Chris Hansen steps down and names Arnold Schwarzeneggar as his successor on To Catch a Predator. Arnold misunderstands the type of Predator he's hunting. | --I'm stoned and sleep deprived so bear with me here. wrote this in about 15 minutes without really planning it out lol--
(i suggest reading it like the narrator from Sin City)
The media coverage was surreal. His body count was climbing and I sat there, jaw to the ground, knowing damn well that it was my fault. How c... | Arnold: "Chris! You son of a bitch! Its been a long time. Whats with this fuckin tie business? The network got you pushin too many penises?"
Chris: "Arnold, Simple setup. We need to keep catching predators, run 'em down, grab those kids and bounce back across the border before anybody knows we were there. "
Arnold: "... |
Oh my. | [WP] Chris Hansen steps down and names Arnold Schwarzeneggar as his successor on To Catch a Predator. Arnold misunderstands the type of Predator he's hunting. | [The light from monitors inside the makeshift production room glowed from the dark shadowy corner of an empty house. Thunder and wind howled and boomed outside the house as a girl sitting at one of the workstations watched her screen intensely.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-eDAoheZrY8)
"We're not getting any hits... | Arnold: "Chris! You son of a bitch! Its been a long time. Whats with this fuckin tie business? The network got you pushin too many penises?"
Chris: "Arnold, Simple setup. We need to keep catching predators, run 'em down, grab those kids and bounce back across the border before anybody knows we were there. "
Arnold: "... |
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