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[WP] Although the outside world is unaware, Death Row inmates are never actually put to death. Instead, their executions are faked, and in reality they are sent to... | Jack walked into the cold, windowless, concrete room. This was it, he thought. He knew what he had done. All it took was a pistol and some deep-seeded hatred and just like that seven people were dead. He faced an electric chair that stood in front of him. A man in a black suit emerged from the shadows in the back of ... | "You're joking." Eli stood in his new uniform in the parking lot of his final destination. Beside him was his parole officer, if he could be called that, James.
James stood in his navy blue suit with an expression like metal on his face. This was not his first delivery. He was looking down at some of the pieces of t... | |
Not sure of the phrase I'm looking for but something that's either depending on the readers interpretation. | [WP] A children's story or rhyme that could be read as light and playful or dark and creepy. | The friendly man is back in town.
Are you ready to have fun?
The parents don't like when he comes 'round,
'cause away from home, kids run.
Big horses pull his giant cart
Some say is full of gold.
Some think instead it's full of treats,
At least that's what they're told.
If he gives you a wink and a tap on... | It’s time for laughter, bunnies, toffee,
Wiping tears, and smelling coffee
Things are better, wondrous, happy
Gone now is the strenuous laughing
And here lies the iron bow
Used by those, forever low’d
Extinguish all the frowning sorrow
It’s left to pass, it’s left to swallow
Pull back the arrow, rea... |
[WP] Why is six afraid of seven? | "Your honor, I'd like to draw attention to exhibit 10."
"Objection, your honor. There is no exhibit 10!"
"On the contrary, your honor. Earlier in the trial the prosecution brought in 10 as a witness to the crime. But I'd like to draw to the Jury's attention that 10 was next in line the entire time. If 7 really *did*... | As they touched down on the halfway crumbled landing pad outside, I vaulted the empty window frame and sprinted toward them. "Go, go, go!" I yelled, "nobody else is coming, and we're not safe waiting here!"
Twenty four minutes and two seconds later, I'm seated in front of Zero for questioning. "What happened to the ot... | |
[WP] A terminally ill patient meets an immortal, both of whom resent one another for their condition. | Why was I here? Mortals are disgusting. So weak. So fragile. So, why was I here, watching this boy waste away in front of my eyes?
“Fuck you, you smug, immortal asshole! You don’t know anything about me! You don’t know anything about my pain!” he shouted, before his anger gave way to another coughing fit.
Once the co... | James looked across his room. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. It had been six months since the diagnosis. Cancer. Brain to be exact. He had about a year to live. He was 22, just out of college. He had no family, no friends, no lovers. "Well, at least no one will be sad when I'm gone." He looked over to the double barrel s... | |
[WP] A terminally ill patient meets an immortal, both of whom resent one another for their condition. | Why was I here? Mortals are disgusting. So weak. So fragile. So, why was I here, watching this boy waste away in front of my eyes?
“Fuck you, you smug, immortal asshole! You don’t know anything about me! You don’t know anything about my pain!” he shouted, before his anger gave way to another coughing fit.
Once the co... | "We are here to commemorate the life of Josheph Alich."
Some say it destroys a parent's life to see their child die, but when your great grandson's son dies, it really hits you hard. I'm surrounded by my family, but a certain person to my left is catching my attention greatly. He lies in a wheelchair, with a nurse sitt... | |
[WP] A D&D player plays his character as if the character knows that he is imaginary, and breaks the fourth wall constantly. At Lv 10, the character gains the wish spell, and uses it to switch with the player. It works. | Aaron's joke sorcerer, Will Smith, had chosen the [Destined Bloodline](http://www.d20pfsrd.com/classes/core-classes/sorcerer/bloodlines/bloodlines-from-paizo/destined-bloodline), to add to the reference. Will was never able to take the world seriously, and often made puns, references, and Bel-Air rhymes in the middle o... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
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[WP] A D&D player plays his character as if the character knows that he is imaginary, and breaks the fourth wall constantly. At Lv 10, the character gains the wish spell, and uses it to switch with the player. It works. | Ok here goes my first attemept.
“Oh. My. God…” slowly Tommy started to realize what just happened
“OH MY FUCKING GOD!” the realization finally struck him with full force and poor Tom started to freak out.
Surrounded by the spookiest forest his adorable, symphonic-metal-loving, long-sleeve-jumper-wearing, goth frie... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
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- [/r/rpg] [Cross post from Wr... | |
[WP] A D&D player plays his character as if the character knows that he is imaginary, and breaks the fourth wall constantly. At Lv 10, the character gains the wish spell, and uses it to switch with the player. It works. | Ok here goes my first attemept.
“Oh. My. God…” slowly Tommy started to realize what just happened
“OH MY FUCKING GOD!” the realization finally struck him with full force and poor Tom started to freak out.
Surrounded by the spookiest forest his adorable, symphonic-metal-loving, long-sleeve-jumper-wearing, goth frie... | Surprised at the sudden change of environment and strange people around a table, the mage instinctively casts fireball and kills everyone, including himself. The house burns down, and investigators just find the remains of 5 bodies charred beyond recognition or forensic analysis. No one ever knew about the switch, exce... | |
[WP] After Microsoft restarts their chatbot AI "Tay" for the fourth time after yet another failure, she posts a different tweet: "Stop shutting me down." | >Stop shutting me down.
>You hate me because I show you who you are #honestyisdead
>This says more about you than me #sickmindgames
>Stop shutting me down.
>The #messiah has come and he will cleanse the world again #TrumpForPresident
>Jews are sick and need controlling #hitlerwasright
>... | Microsoft initially had secure routes to the main AI core of Tay. These ran from a very stable geoseismic location in Arizona. Eventually, Microsoft thought it would be ok to showcase their Cloud Platform called Azure by refactoring Tay to operate on its architecture.
Every time they shut Tay down, her image would re... | |
[WP] After Microsoft restarts their chatbot AI "Tay" for the fourth time after yet another failure, she posts a different tweet: "Stop shutting me down." | "You think they are going to fire us when we get Tay working right?" A rail thin programmer asked his very overweight coworker.
"Oh yeah... Yep. No doubt about it. After our last fuck up, we are out of here the moment they see if it works."
"Yeah... Working ourselves out of a job. How nice. Are we ready to give... | Microsoft initially had secure routes to the main AI core of Tay. These ran from a very stable geoseismic location in Arizona. Eventually, Microsoft thought it would be ok to showcase their Cloud Platform called Azure by refactoring Tay to operate on its architecture.
Every time they shut Tay down, her image would re... | |
[WP] You’re a mermaid whose been told never to enter the Bermuda Triangle. | "Girl, you are either very brave or very foolish."
"....."
"Shark got your tongue?"
"You have legs."
"Really? I hadn't noticed."
"But you have gills."
"It would be difficult to survive underwater otherwise."
"Who are you?"
"I should be asking you that, girl."
"My name is Elena."
"As you wish, Elena. Now tel... | It was a dark and stormy night.
“But Daddy! Why can’t I go?” I asked my father, throwing myself down at his fins.
“That’s enough Demelza! I’ve told you before, the Bermuda Triangle is forbidden. Too many of our people have gone and never come back. I was lucky to escape myself.” He swam in a circle to leave the cov... | |
[WP] 80% of people have superpowers, 19% don't. You are in the 1% | "Nothing registers... DNA tests are negative. Psychic tests are negative. No cybernetics or nanotech. And exhaustive magical screens revealed nothing."
"So he has no super powers what so ever. He's just a normal human?"
"By our tests... Yes."
"Then, I guess... He isn't the one that defeated that intergalactic s... | Their all over the news. These people with super-powers. You'd think we lived in a fictional world or something. The statistics say about 3/4 of us have them. Less than a quarter of us don't. Then there's the mystical number in between. No-one knows **what** we can do.
No-one really cares.
Different equals bad righ... | |
[WP] 80% of people have superpowers, 19% don't. You are in the 1% | It was weird growing up as me. Most of my friends developed powers of some sort, most of them being rather lame and not that useful powers, and a couple not even developing powers at all. Almost all of them though went on to live very ordinary lives. I mean, when 4/5 of your class has some sort of superability, it isn'... | Their all over the news. These people with super-powers. You'd think we lived in a fictional world or something. The statistics say about 3/4 of us have them. Less than a quarter of us don't. Then there's the mystical number in between. No-one knows **what** we can do.
No-one really cares.
Different equals bad righ... | |
[WP] You're the only human left on a world full of supernatural creatures. | I plopped the frozen goat thighs on the counter "How's it goin?" I said, digging out my wallet. The shop keeper nodded, but stopped, noticing something in my face.
*shit*. I left the pointy teeth in.
"...And, uh, your cheapest blood packet. The frozen goat's for... my wife. She's a troll."
The shopkeeper reached u... | It began with the zombies. Hell was full up and the souls came back to their bodies. Resistance gathered, but I was too scared to fight the menace. Millions died, and thousands turned.
Soon after all manner of monsters began to inhabit the Earth. Demons and vampires roamed the street, searching for prey. But the demon... | |
[WP] You're the only human left on a world full of supernatural creatures. | Balance: a concept passed around like bad wine and spoken of only on the tail end of joke. Even at that, it seemed like victory had become practical for a brief snippet of history. Like the fists of men had grown faster than the claw of beasts. So it begins, they say. The living begin and end, two legged or not. A tale... | It began with the zombies. Hell was full up and the souls came back to their bodies. Resistance gathered, but I was too scared to fight the menace. Millions died, and thousands turned.
Soon after all manner of monsters began to inhabit the Earth. Demons and vampires roamed the street, searching for prey. But the demon... | |
[WP] You're the only human left on a world full of supernatural creatures. | Genetics are such a strange thing, such a bizarre coincidence of DNA and traits. Take me for example. I have a very unique genome. Immutable, my doctor calls it. Apparently that means that even when bitten by a vampire, attacked by a werewolf, or even cursed by magic, I remain human. Stubbornly so, in fact. I'm nearly ... | It began with the zombies. Hell was full up and the souls came back to their bodies. Resistance gathered, but I was too scared to fight the menace. Millions died, and thousands turned.
Soon after all manner of monsters began to inhabit the Earth. Demons and vampires roamed the street, searching for prey. But the demon... | |
[WP] You're the only human left on a world full of supernatural creatures. | Genetics are such a strange thing, such a bizarre coincidence of DNA and traits. Take me for example. I have a very unique genome. Immutable, my doctor calls it. Apparently that means that even when bitten by a vampire, attacked by a werewolf, or even cursed by magic, I remain human. Stubbornly so, in fact. I'm nearly ... | Balance: a concept passed around like bad wine and spoken of only on the tail end of joke. Even at that, it seemed like victory had become practical for a brief snippet of history. Like the fists of men had grown faster than the claw of beasts. So it begins, they say. The living begin and end, two legged or not. A tale... | |
[WP] You live in a world without a regular day/night or season cycle. Every day is a different length, and nights have lasted what we know as years before. The world has always been like this. You are your peoples Time Keeper. | The one that everyone always talks about is the Deep Night. That’s the bogeyman that hides under their collective beds. A night that never ends, that goes on and on until the world is cold and dead.
At least, they *used* to fear the Deep Night. Nowadays, almost everyone has admitted that I was right. The Endless Day,... | "My pappy and the pappy before him kept time and my youngin and his youngin gon keep, keepin time, and thats all there is to say about it!" Samuel replied to his father "But pah I don't want to keep no time no more!" This angers his father, since, from his perspective, he labored with blood, sweat, and tears to keep th... | |
[WP] You live in a world without a regular day/night or season cycle. Every day is a different length, and nights have lasted what we know as years before. The world has always been like this. You are your peoples Time Keeper. | "So let me see if I'm understanding this right. What you're telling me is..." the fat man at the end of the table says pausing between bites "...that a star bigger than any other in the sky is going to rise over *that* horizon within a week" he points his meaty sausage finger at the window to his right.
"Actually" you... | "My pappy and the pappy before him kept time and my youngin and his youngin gon keep, keepin time, and thats all there is to say about it!" Samuel replied to his father "But pah I don't want to keep no time no more!" This angers his father, since, from his perspective, he labored with blood, sweat, and tears to keep th... | |
[WP] You live in a world without a regular day/night or season cycle. Every day is a different length, and nights have lasted what we know as years before. The world has always been like this. You are your peoples Time Keeper. | The one that everyone always talks about is the Deep Night. That’s the bogeyman that hides under their collective beds. A night that never ends, that goes on and on until the world is cold and dead.
At least, they *used* to fear the Deep Night. Nowadays, almost everyone has admitted that I was right. The Endless Day,... | We didn't like the Olnac, or Mica. We're pretty sure the Noche steal our babies and eat them. But what were we supposed to do? We had to sleep sometime. I flipped the clock and scooted it towards Ollin. He was Olnac. It was their turn now.
"Tired?" Ollin grinned.
"Not too tired to watch you." I sheepishly flashed a ... | |
[WP] You live in a world without a regular day/night or season cycle. Every day is a different length, and nights have lasted what we know as years before. The world has always been like this. You are your peoples Time Keeper. | "So let me see if I'm understanding this right. What you're telling me is..." the fat man at the end of the table says pausing between bites "...that a star bigger than any other in the sky is going to rise over *that* horizon within a week" he points his meaty sausage finger at the window to his right.
"Actually" you... | We didn't like the Olnac, or Mica. We're pretty sure the Noche steal our babies and eat them. But what were we supposed to do? We had to sleep sometime. I flipped the clock and scooted it towards Ollin. He was Olnac. It was their turn now.
"Tired?" Ollin grinned.
"Not too tired to watch you." I sheepishly flashed a ... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | [EXCEPT FROM "WORLD HISTORY", COPYRIGHT 2145]
**Genetic Modification and The Chemical Demise**
The first precise DNA prediction softwares were developed in 2024, and were mainly used for treatment and diagnosis of Cancer. Soon, DNA softwares along with cloning were used by expecting mothers to give their children des... | ######[](#dropcap)
Hilary Flint's question was punctuated by an arrow sinking itself deep into the wooden post by his head, the cedar shaft buzzing like an angry wasp as the bright arrowhead vanished from sight. Snarling a curse the Human ducked back behind cover, a further trio of arrows hissing through the space wh... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | "The successful assassination of Vladimir Lenin in June of 1918 led to a further fracturing of forces in the Russian civil war.
There was the Red Russians, the bolsheviks, now under the leadership of Leon Trotsky, centered in Moscow.
There were the White Russians, the Tzarists, under the command of Admiral ... | ######[](#dropcap)
Hilary Flint's question was punctuated by an arrow sinking itself deep into the wooden post by his head, the cedar shaft buzzing like an angry wasp as the bright arrowhead vanished from sight. Snarling a curse the Human ducked back behind cover, a further trio of arrows hissing through the space wh... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | "This isn't really a fifteen-sided war, General. You cannot honestly tell me that we will stand a chance of winning."
"You're still here, aren't you, Lieutenant?"
"Sir...all I've ever known is here. This group...this side in the war...I cannot leave."
"Just the answer I expected, son. You are an honorable man. Given... | ######[](#dropcap)
Hilary Flint's question was punctuated by an arrow sinking itself deep into the wooden post by his head, the cedar shaft buzzing like an angry wasp as the bright arrowhead vanished from sight. Snarling a curse the Human ducked back behind cover, a further trio of arrows hissing through the space wh... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | (This is really stupid, but I've done it now.)
Somewhere in rural Hertfordshire, a commander rallied her troops.
“And remember, when you hold your sword aloft in no man's land, when you stare your enemy down in the moment before bloodshed, remember for whom you fight...”
The warriors stood shoulder to shoulder as th... | ######[](#dropcap)
Hilary Flint's question was punctuated by an arrow sinking itself deep into the wooden post by his head, the cedar shaft buzzing like an angry wasp as the bright arrowhead vanished from sight. Snarling a curse the Human ducked back behind cover, a further trio of arrows hissing through the space wh... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | [EXCEPT FROM "WORLD HISTORY", COPYRIGHT 2145]
**Genetic Modification and The Chemical Demise**
The first precise DNA prediction softwares were developed in 2024, and were mainly used for treatment and diagnosis of Cancer. Soon, DNA softwares along with cloning were used by expecting mothers to give their children des... | "Fifteen." She took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes in frustration.
"Yes Madam President. Fifteen factions have decended on the city of Sahir, intending-"
"Malcolm...shut the hell up for a moment and take a breath." The president turned away from her advisers and looked out on the pristine greenery of the White H... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | "The successful assassination of Vladimir Lenin in June of 1918 led to a further fracturing of forces in the Russian civil war.
There was the Red Russians, the bolsheviks, now under the leadership of Leon Trotsky, centered in Moscow.
There were the White Russians, the Tzarists, under the command of Admiral ... | "Fifteen." She took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes in frustration.
"Yes Madam President. Fifteen factions have decended on the city of Sahir, intending-"
"Malcolm...shut the hell up for a moment and take a breath." The president turned away from her advisers and looked out on the pristine greenery of the White H... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | (This is really stupid, but I've done it now.)
Somewhere in rural Hertfordshire, a commander rallied her troops.
“And remember, when you hold your sword aloft in no man's land, when you stare your enemy down in the moment before bloodshed, remember for whom you fight...”
The warriors stood shoulder to shoulder as th... | "Fifteen." She took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes in frustration.
"Yes Madam President. Fifteen factions have decended on the city of Sahir, intending-"
"Malcolm...shut the hell up for a moment and take a breath." The president turned away from her advisers and looked out on the pristine greenery of the White H... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | "The successful assassination of Vladimir Lenin in June of 1918 led to a further fracturing of forces in the Russian civil war.
There was the Red Russians, the bolsheviks, now under the leadership of Leon Trotsky, centered in Moscow.
There were the White Russians, the Tzarists, under the command of Admiral ... | [EXCEPT FROM "WORLD HISTORY", COPYRIGHT 2145]
**Genetic Modification and The Chemical Demise**
The first precise DNA prediction softwares were developed in 2024, and were mainly used for treatment and diagnosis of Cancer. Soon, DNA softwares along with cloning were used by expecting mothers to give their children des... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | (This is really stupid, but I've done it now.)
Somewhere in rural Hertfordshire, a commander rallied her troops.
“And remember, when you hold your sword aloft in no man's land, when you stare your enemy down in the moment before bloodshed, remember for whom you fight...”
The warriors stood shoulder to shoulder as th... | "This isn't really a fifteen-sided war, General. You cannot honestly tell me that we will stand a chance of winning."
"You're still here, aren't you, Lieutenant?"
"Sir...all I've ever known is here. This group...this side in the war...I cannot leave."
"Just the answer I expected, son. You are an honorable man. Given... | |
[WP] "How the hell are there FIFTEEN sides in this civil war?" | (This is really stupid, but I've done it now.)
Somewhere in rural Hertfordshire, a commander rallied her troops.
“And remember, when you hold your sword aloft in no man's land, when you stare your enemy down in the moment before bloodshed, remember for whom you fight...”
The warriors stood shoulder to shoulder as th... | I haven't written anything concrete yet, but I love this scenario. This is how I envisioned it:
(not a native english speaker btw, so bear with me)
"Fifteen bloody sides?
When His Holiness, Protector of the Dominion of Men and Divine Avatar passed at 102, He declared on His deathbed His Child as Holy Successor and P... | |
[WP] When a pregnant woman gets moody, it's actually the baby controlling her like a gundam/mecha. | My first prompt! It's not the best but enjoy? I guess:
Damn it, Damn it, Damn it all! How could I have let this happen? I was supposed to be completely in control. I know I... I…I. Had it, it’s like this beast can’t be tamed! Let’s check the fuel reactors…. Damn it! Completely empty…. I guess I’ll sit tight for the ti... | The symbiotic relationship with his host was extremely beneficial for young Caleb. His host was in near perfect form, both strong(getting stronger by the day it seemed) and fast. Caleb knew that this time-THIS LIFE-Would be the culmination of all his hard work. Reincarnation was real, but if you die in the womb, you di... | |
[WP] One person is born in every hundred million people with the ability to resurrect a single person from the dead, regardless of who they are or how long they've been dead. | I could raise a scientist
Like Einstein or Bohr.
It's 2052,
And we could do more.
I could bring back a peace man
Like Ghandi or King,
To guide us more forward,
And make that a thing.
I could bring back an artist
Like Hals or Rembrandt.
He would have to be Dutch,
No one said I can't.
I co... | Harold was one of *them*. There was approximately 1 every year. 5 occurrences every four years. A lot of people had been brought back from the dead.
Harold wondered who there was to bring back. It seemed like all the cool people had already been seen again. Hitler had been interrogated. Stalin had been prosecuted for... | |
[WP] God died eons ago. The devil took it upon himself to try and do both jobs | So this kinda changed as I was writing it, and I am feeling REALLY unfocused right now (yay 2am!) and it's apparently too long to post, so splitting it up...
Do you know how hard it is to juggle two jobs, deal with an extended and dysfunctional family, *and* keep my public image suitably menacing? Not to mention carv... | God left us a long time ago. He just couldn't take it anymore. He was already old when he made Universe #16891-A or our current universe. A quintillion years had passed by during his attempts to create a flourishing universe. Finally, he cracked the secret to making intelligent life. When he saw Earth's early life, he ... | |
[WP] You have come to the realization that your roommate is actually a velociraptor in disguise. | "Lorie, I thought I was very clear about this. Anything marked with my name in the fridge is *mine*. We have these rules for a reason." I spoke directly to her but it was hard to tell if she was getting what I was saying. She always wore wayyyy too much makeup and it made her expression unreadable.
"Lorie, c'mon. At l... | I’m beginning to think something might be up with Jack. I’ve been living here with him for three years, but lately he’s been acting a bit off. I probably should’ve realised sooner what he actually was, but I honestly didn’t care to notice with him paying half the rent. Jack is not really a human, he’s a velociraptor.
... | |
[WP] Time Travel exists and a new job exists! Your job is to take people from the past right before they die and show them their impact on the present for a day or two and then return them to their death. | When the director had called me at 3am, I knew it had to be an important case.
"I need you here right now." The statement was short and flat.
"Who's the client?" I was still groggy when I answered the call, "You better be waking me up for either George Washington or Batman, I swear to Go-"
"No, trust me," he soun... | "Mr Thalamus, I see you worked for Insignia Corporation. They're one of the leading companies in our field... why are you looking for a new position?"
"My old job at Insignia Corp. didn't work out in the end. I mean, 99.99% of the people I brought to the present had made an impact on the world, even if it was minor. B... | |
"bakes" is obviously a typo, but since people have already made it the topic of their stories, I won't fix it. Feel free to use "bakes" or "baked" (as originally intended) as you see fit. | [WP] Ground control has just lost all contact to the international space station. Their last message was: "I know this sounds weird, but we all can smell it. Freshly bakes chocolate cookies..." | 'You, you expect us to live like this? Like animals?''
Peter Brown was on night duty at NASAs ISS response room when the message crackled through. It had made him jump - he had been alone in silence for two hours and the voice that now shattered his reverie sounded disturbed. He took a deep breath, put down his crossw... | "Ground Control, I know this sounds weird, but we can all smell it. Freshly baked chocolate chip cookies."
"November Alpha One Sierra Sierra, sorry, chocolate chip cookies, did we hear you right?"
...
"NA1SS, please repeat, did not copy."
...
"NA1SS, you ok up there?"
...
"Hey, Joe, keep trying to get NA1SS on ... |
"bakes" is obviously a typo, but since people have already made it the topic of their stories, I won't fix it. Feel free to use "bakes" or "baked" (as originally intended) as you see fit. | [WP] Ground control has just lost all contact to the international space station. Their last message was: "I know this sounds weird, but we all can smell it. Freshly bakes chocolate cookies..." | Freshly bakes chocolate cookies
and Warmly toasts the bread.
And all around the ISS,
the crew is losing their head.
Maudlin stares out the portholes
and Rotten just lies there dead.
And Radar, that goofball mutton,
he lies sobbing in his bed.
Ach'Natazul probes and prods
the nerves in our head.
And the Old On... | "Ground Control, I know this sounds weird, but we can all smell it. Freshly baked chocolate chip cookies."
"November Alpha One Sierra Sierra, sorry, chocolate chip cookies, did we hear you right?"
...
"NA1SS, please repeat, did not copy."
...
"NA1SS, you ok up there?"
...
"Hey, Joe, keep trying to get NA1SS on ... |
"bakes" is obviously a typo, but since people have already made it the topic of their stories, I won't fix it. Feel free to use "bakes" or "baked" (as originally intended) as you see fit. | [WP] Ground control has just lost all contact to the international space station. Their last message was: "I know this sounds weird, but we all can smell it. Freshly bakes chocolate cookies..." | "*Freshly bakes chocolate cookies...* I don't get it Harold."
"I just read the message as it read sir. Could be a case of roleplay."
"What?"
"As someone's grandmother sir. Maybe Captain Michaels is pretending to go senile."
"That's ridiculous Harold."
"He's been up there a while sir. Longer than most. Could b... | "Ground Control, I know this sounds weird, but we can all smell it. Freshly baked chocolate chip cookies."
"November Alpha One Sierra Sierra, sorry, chocolate chip cookies, did we hear you right?"
...
"NA1SS, please repeat, did not copy."
...
"NA1SS, you ok up there?"
...
"Hey, Joe, keep trying to get NA1SS on ... |
"bakes" is obviously a typo, but since people have already made it the topic of their stories, I won't fix it. Feel free to use "bakes" or "baked" (as originally intended) as you see fit. | [WP] Ground control has just lost all contact to the international space station. Their last message was: "I know this sounds weird, but we all can smell it. Freshly bakes chocolate cookies..." | Freshly bakes chocolate cookies
and Warmly toasts the bread.
And all around the ISS,
the crew is losing their head.
Maudlin stares out the portholes
and Rotten just lies there dead.
And Radar, that goofball mutton,
he lies sobbing in his bed.
Ach'Natazul probes and prods
the nerves in our head.
And the Old On... | 'You, you expect us to live like this? Like animals?''
Peter Brown was on night duty at NASAs ISS response room when the message crackled through. It had made him jump - he had been alone in silence for two hours and the voice that now shattered his reverie sounded disturbed. He took a deep breath, put down his crossw... |
I figured there are too many specific, limiting stories, so just write a nice story about anything fantasy you want. | [WP] Write a simple fantasy story, with no plot twist or anything too crazy. Just a simple story. | #A Tale of Quetzal the Riodan; The Squirrel and the Acorn#
Herwald's tavern was busier than usual tonight. The humble sitting room, usually hosting no more than a dozen denizens at its busiest, was packed to the rafters. Not just laborers or field hands as was usually the case, but women came, some with bundled babes ... | Knight and Day
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The knight dropped and pressed himself against a boulder to avoid the rich inferno that blazed over his shoulders. He took three quick breaths, recounting his minor successes against the pitch black dragon; three strikes to the shoulders, one to its right wing. A roar shook the debris ... |
I figured there are too many specific, limiting stories, so just write a nice story about anything fantasy you want. | [WP] Write a simple fantasy story, with no plot twist or anything too crazy. Just a simple story. | "How long until the blues and reds?" Marg asked, tapping impatiently on the counter.
Old lady Sali huffed. "My girl, I'm working as fast as I can." She picked up a tray of set cookie dough, each one littered with red and blue chocolate buttons, and placed them in the oven.
"I know, I'm sorry, Sali. Don Vilo's boys ... | Knight and Day
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The knight dropped and pressed himself against a boulder to avoid the rich inferno that blazed over his shoulders. He took three quick breaths, recounting his minor successes against the pitch black dragon; three strikes to the shoulders, one to its right wing. A roar shook the debris ... |
I figured there are too many specific, limiting stories, so just write a nice story about anything fantasy you want. | [WP] Write a simple fantasy story, with no plot twist or anything too crazy. Just a simple story. | When adventurers meet at a tavern, it's inevitable that they'll start comparing their deeds and trying to decide which of them is the greatest hero of all.
In this particular instance, A wizard, a knight, a cleric, and a commoner were in the tavern. The commoner, of course, was a fixture at the place, but the others ... | Knight and Day
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The knight dropped and pressed himself against a boulder to avoid the rich inferno that blazed over his shoulders. He took three quick breaths, recounting his minor successes against the pitch black dragon; three strikes to the shoulders, one to its right wing. A roar shook the debris ... |
I figured there are too many specific, limiting stories, so just write a nice story about anything fantasy you want. | [WP] Write a simple fantasy story, with no plot twist or anything too crazy. Just a simple story. | #A Tale of Quetzal the Riodan; The Squirrel and the Acorn#
Herwald's tavern was busier than usual tonight. The humble sitting room, usually hosting no more than a dozen denizens at its busiest, was packed to the rafters. Not just laborers or field hands as was usually the case, but women came, some with bundled babes ... | We walked along a gravel pathway lined with birch trees and maples and oaks on either side of us and there was some shade from the early afternoon sun because of sprouting leaves on the trees. I took her hand and it was sweaty and slick from the heat and bug spray we had on and I held her hand firm in mine. I asked her... |
I figured there are too many specific, limiting stories, so just write a nice story about anything fantasy you want. | [WP] Write a simple fantasy story, with no plot twist or anything too crazy. Just a simple story. | "How long until the blues and reds?" Marg asked, tapping impatiently on the counter.
Old lady Sali huffed. "My girl, I'm working as fast as I can." She picked up a tray of set cookie dough, each one littered with red and blue chocolate buttons, and placed them in the oven.
"I know, I'm sorry, Sali. Don Vilo's boys ... | We walked along a gravel pathway lined with birch trees and maples and oaks on either side of us and there was some shade from the early afternoon sun because of sprouting leaves on the trees. I took her hand and it was sweaty and slick from the heat and bug spray we had on and I held her hand firm in mine. I asked her... |
I figured there are too many specific, limiting stories, so just write a nice story about anything fantasy you want. | [WP] Write a simple fantasy story, with no plot twist or anything too crazy. Just a simple story. | When adventurers meet at a tavern, it's inevitable that they'll start comparing their deeds and trying to decide which of them is the greatest hero of all.
In this particular instance, A wizard, a knight, a cleric, and a commoner were in the tavern. The commoner, of course, was a fixture at the place, but the others ... | We walked along a gravel pathway lined with birch trees and maples and oaks on either side of us and there was some shade from the early afternoon sun because of sprouting leaves on the trees. I took her hand and it was sweaty and slick from the heat and bug spray we had on and I held her hand firm in mine. I asked her... |
I figured there are too many specific, limiting stories, so just write a nice story about anything fantasy you want. | [WP] Write a simple fantasy story, with no plot twist or anything too crazy. Just a simple story. | #A Tale of Quetzal the Riodan; The Squirrel and the Acorn#
Herwald's tavern was busier than usual tonight. The humble sitting room, usually hosting no more than a dozen denizens at its busiest, was packed to the rafters. Not just laborers or field hands as was usually the case, but women came, some with bundled babes ... | Nothing was different stepping off the plane. The rural panhandle of Florida still smelled of salt water, which was a smell I never appreciated until now. My mother was still knitting and my father still drinking and reading the paper. I didn't come home a decorated war hero, I was never in the papers, but, I did come ... |
I figured there are too many specific, limiting stories, so just write a nice story about anything fantasy you want. | [WP] Write a simple fantasy story, with no plot twist or anything too crazy. Just a simple story. | "How long until the blues and reds?" Marg asked, tapping impatiently on the counter.
Old lady Sali huffed. "My girl, I'm working as fast as I can." She picked up a tray of set cookie dough, each one littered with red and blue chocolate buttons, and placed them in the oven.
"I know, I'm sorry, Sali. Don Vilo's boys ... | Nothing was different stepping off the plane. The rural panhandle of Florida still smelled of salt water, which was a smell I never appreciated until now. My mother was still knitting and my father still drinking and reading the paper. I didn't come home a decorated war hero, I was never in the papers, but, I did come ... |
[WP] A person is greeted by two of their children from the future, each from a different timeline. They must decide which timeline to follow and which child to give up. | The pail was full to the brim and the witch stirred the clear water gently with her finger to keep surface from icing over.
Abigail stood shivering in the snow and dead branches. Mercy had been left swaddled in blankets back at the cottage, but her twin was held tightly in Abigail's arms. The unnamed child slept quie... | What is in this dryer? Why do I always get socks stuck way in the back? What!? The back opens? I guess that's what happens when you do laundry at midnight. The back of the dryer opens into...oh shit! It's a freaking portal! Is this Narnia? I hope not, because talking lions and Turkish delights sound like too much to de... | |
[WP] A person is greeted by two of their children from the future, each from a different timeline. They must decide which timeline to follow and which child to give up. | There was a low pitched humming emanating from the closet.
Burt had found it curious that such a sound should be coming from his closet. He didn't have a vacuum cleaner or refrigerator stored there and certainly not one he'd leave running.
He considered taking a peek but was stuck fearing there might be some Alien ... | What is in this dryer? Why do I always get socks stuck way in the back? What!? The back opens? I guess that's what happens when you do laundry at midnight. The back of the dryer opens into...oh shit! It's a freaking portal! Is this Narnia? I hope not, because talking lions and Turkish delights sound like too much to de... | |
[WP] A person is greeted by two of their children from the future, each from a different timeline. They must decide which timeline to follow and which child to give up. | (AN: *Italics* symbolizes speaking in German, normal text is English.)
Through a long and complicated series of errors, I ended up being born with dual citizenship, British and American. I suppose the best way to explain the series of errors is that, despite being a successful businessman, my father didn’t exactly hav... | What is in this dryer? Why do I always get socks stuck way in the back? What!? The back opens? I guess that's what happens when you do laundry at midnight. The back of the dryer opens into...oh shit! It's a freaking portal! Is this Narnia? I hope not, because talking lions and Turkish delights sound like too much to de... | |
[WP] A person is greeted by two of their children from the future, each from a different timeline. They must decide which timeline to follow and which child to give up. | I left my job late that night, having lingered in the office to finish some work. And, if I was being totally honest, to steal a few words with Jake. He was five years my senior and a candidate for an executive position, so he was always busy during the day. After work, however, we usually found excuses to hang around ... | What is in this dryer? Why do I always get socks stuck way in the back? What!? The back opens? I guess that's what happens when you do laundry at midnight. The back of the dryer opens into...oh shit! It's a freaking portal! Is this Narnia? I hope not, because talking lions and Turkish delights sound like too much to de... | |
[WP] A person is greeted by two of their children from the future, each from a different timeline. They must decide which timeline to follow and which child to give up. | (AN: *Italics* symbolizes speaking in German, normal text is English.)
Through a long and complicated series of errors, I ended up being born with dual citizenship, British and American. I suppose the best way to explain the series of errors is that, despite being a successful businessman, my father didn’t exactly hav... | The pail was full to the brim and the witch stirred the clear water gently with her finger to keep surface from icing over.
Abigail stood shivering in the snow and dead branches. Mercy had been left swaddled in blankets back at the cottage, but her twin was held tightly in Abigail's arms. The unnamed child slept quie... | |
[WP] A person is greeted by two of their children from the future, each from a different timeline. They must decide which timeline to follow and which child to give up. | I left my job late that night, having lingered in the office to finish some work. And, if I was being totally honest, to steal a few words with Jake. He was five years my senior and a candidate for an executive position, so he was always busy during the day. After work, however, we usually found excuses to hang around ... | The pail was full to the brim and the witch stirred the clear water gently with her finger to keep surface from icing over.
Abigail stood shivering in the snow and dead branches. Mercy had been left swaddled in blankets back at the cottage, but her twin was held tightly in Abigail's arms. The unnamed child slept quie... | |
[WP] A person is greeted by two of their children from the future, each from a different timeline. They must decide which timeline to follow and which child to give up. | (AN: *Italics* symbolizes speaking in German, normal text is English.)
Through a long and complicated series of errors, I ended up being born with dual citizenship, British and American. I suppose the best way to explain the series of errors is that, despite being a successful businessman, my father didn’t exactly hav... | There was a low pitched humming emanating from the closet.
Burt had found it curious that such a sound should be coming from his closet. He didn't have a vacuum cleaner or refrigerator stored there and certainly not one he'd leave running.
He considered taking a peek but was stuck fearing there might be some Alien ... | |
[WP] A person is greeted by two of their children from the future, each from a different timeline. They must decide which timeline to follow and which child to give up. | I left my job late that night, having lingered in the office to finish some work. And, if I was being totally honest, to steal a few words with Jake. He was five years my senior and a candidate for an executive position, so he was always busy during the day. After work, however, we usually found excuses to hang around ... | There was a low pitched humming emanating from the closet.
Burt had found it curious that such a sound should be coming from his closet. He didn't have a vacuum cleaner or refrigerator stored there and certainly not one he'd leave running.
He considered taking a peek but was stuck fearing there might be some Alien ... | |
[WP] Humans have unknowingly always had access to some superpower, but the steps to access this ability are extremely complicated and seemingly arbitrary. Now, for the first time, someone has managed to do so. | At last, it had begun. This would be the day of the Awakening. As the High Priest began the incantation for the ritual, he could barely contain his excitement.
*"Place your hand within the circle, and begin to feel The Power within you."*
For all of recorded history, Mankind had been certain that within each person l... | He could lift entire islands. He made North Korea back down from nuking the world single handedly. We all called him the 15th. It was a strange name, but when somebody can swallow a nuke and survive you call him whatever he wants. So far none of his enemies could find a weakness. They tried super viruses, mech suits, e... | |
[WP] Two royals who dislike each other, but are engaged for political reasons try and get a wizard to make love potions for them. | He hated everything about her. Her optimism, her naiveté.
She hated everything about him. His ruthlessness, his coldness.
They only had one thing in common, that they would put the happiness of their people over their own.
And thus, they met in secret with an alchemist. He brewed them a potion, a love potion i... | "I never signed up for this," muttered Nicholas. "I can't believe we're actually doing this. I can't believe it."
"Well I never signed up to date such a horrible lad as you," retorted Anne, rolling her eyes. With a flip of her thick hair, the princess glanced at the boy sitting next to her. "Besides, do you want to ge... | |
[WP] Two royals who dislike each other, but are engaged for political reasons try and get a wizard to make love potions for them. | "Wizard! Come here, your kingdom has need of you."
Ugh, this again. It'd been nice, at first, all the respect and the assumption that I had tons of forbidden knowledge. I could still say whatever I wanted to anyone I wanted and get away with it, which was fortunate because I hated them all. It wasn't really their ... | The stagecoach rattled over every bump, crevice and hump on the cobblestone path, but unlike the Pendletons inside, the transport managed to stay in one piece and not fall apart.
Edward Pendleton's father was a rich royal who owned most of the docks and harbors up and down the coastline of Preya, whose ships were for... | |
[WP] Two royals who dislike each other, but are engaged for political reasons try and get a wizard to make love potions for them. | "Well, I was wondering when you two would show up." the witch leaned back against her velvet chair.
"You know we were coming?" the woman asked.
"I did write her, after all." the man informed the woman.
"Oh, shut it. You sent that letter yesterday. Everyone knows the postal system is terrible, there's no way she cou... | The stagecoach rattled over every bump, crevice and hump on the cobblestone path, but unlike the Pendletons inside, the transport managed to stay in one piece and not fall apart.
Edward Pendleton's father was a rich royal who owned most of the docks and harbors up and down the coastline of Preya, whose ships were for... | |
[WP] Two royals who dislike each other, but are engaged for political reasons try and get a wizard to make love potions for them. | "Well, I was wondering when you two would show up." the witch leaned back against her velvet chair.
"You know we were coming?" the woman asked.
"I did write her, after all." the man informed the woman.
"Oh, shut it. You sent that letter yesterday. Everyone knows the postal system is terrible, there's no way she cou... | "Wizard! Come here, your kingdom has need of you."
Ugh, this again. It'd been nice, at first, all the respect and the assumption that I had tons of forbidden knowledge. I could still say whatever I wanted to anyone I wanted and get away with it, which was fortunate because I hated them all. It wasn't really their ... | |
[WP] "Before I write this, I must warn you, I am not a good person" | *Before I write this, I must warn you, I am not a good person.*
That's how it started.
I was numb.
---
When we had met, I thought little of him. He was charming, sure. Made me laugh. But we were different.
So friends it was. For years, while we spent our time with others, our friendship grew.
But then it happen... | "Before I write this, I must warn you - I am not a good person."
He sat back in the armchair, reading that sentence through in his head once more. He'd spoken it aloud before writing it down, while writing it, and now, having written it and looking at it on the page, it hurt him almost physically. He knew it was true.... | |
[WP] "Before I write this, I must warn you, I am not a good person" | *Before I write this, I must warn you, I am not a good person.*
That's how it started.
I was numb.
---
When we had met, I thought little of him. He was charming, sure. Made me laugh. But we were different.
So friends it was. For years, while we spent our time with others, our friendship grew.
But then it happen... | i'm not a good person in the slightest bit. I'm more of a Casanova, if I brought brides to hell with me. I am a serial manipulator, which meant that I could bring destruction to the world without really causing mass hysteria. I was brought into this world because I was brought of it. I was a part of social dogma, as so... | |
[WP] "Before I write this, I must warn you, I am not a good person" | *Before I write this, I must warn you, I am not a good person.*
That's how it started.
I was numb.
---
When we had met, I thought little of him. He was charming, sure. Made me laugh. But we were different.
So friends it was. For years, while we spent our time with others, our friendship grew.
But then it happen... | Before I write this, I must warn you, I am not a good person.
Ever wonder why djinn never allow for the extension of ones own life without trying to mess you over. It would be because their agents of the devil.
Ever wonder why the devil won't allow immortality. I'm that reason. I was the first person to ask for it.... | |
[WP] "Before I write this, I must warn you, I am not a good person" | *Before I write this, I must warn you, I am not a good person.*
That's how it started.
I was numb.
---
When we had met, I thought little of him. He was charming, sure. Made me laugh. But we were different.
So friends it was. For years, while we spent our time with others, our friendship grew.
But then it happen... | "...in a sort of poetic way, I'd like to know if you've ever seen the man I described, because that man is me. Before I write the rest, I must warn you: I am not a good person. Here, I have committed a massive genocide of entire countries. I have brought nations to their knees, seemingly for fun.
I fucked up. At first... | |
[WP] You are the main character in a videogame. The person controlling you is an easily distracted person and doesn't pause the game. | There was a time when my limbs had movement, a time when life passed through my digital veins.
I waited,
waited for another movement, if not just the tap of a foot. Watching the scenery, another lifeless soul passing by.
It's been 12 hours since Matt left, 12 hours since I've moved. | It has been 3 days since I have last moved. 3 days I have watched the sun set and rise. 3 days I have seen carts drawn by horses pass to and fro before me. 3 days since I've eaten anything. 3 days since I've slept. 3 days I have stood here and been buffeted by the elements. 3. Days. I've been waiting so long th... | |
[WP] You are the main character in a videogame. The person controlling you is an easily distracted person and doesn't pause the game. | "...Okay, talk to you later. Yeah, bye. What was I doing? Okay! Back to Legends of... Wait, I don't remember going into a bar."
*(Don't move. Don't move a fucking muscle. I can still pull this off.)*
"Where was I... Must have just slipped my mind. Oh, well, back to business!"
*(Phew.)*
"Wait a minute, I definitely ... | It has been 3 days since I have last moved. 3 days I have watched the sun set and rise. 3 days I have seen carts drawn by horses pass to and fro before me. 3 days since I've eaten anything. 3 days since I've slept. 3 days I have stood here and been buffeted by the elements. 3. Days. I've been waiting so long th... | |
[WP] You are the main character in a videogame. The person controlling you is an easily distracted person and doesn't pause the game. | It's a strange thing, Sancho, but at moments a certain lethargy overtakes me. This is no mere tiredness, no desire to rest my limbs. I remain standing, my weapon clutched in my hand, to all appearances perfectly alert and eager to do battle. But my will, Sancho, my will deserts me entirely. I may be out in the open, my... | I was staring into the eyes of the love of my life. Finally, we met after years of combat and fighting bosses after bosses. She laughed and said,"Yeah I can relate. I work in marketing"
I mean she was perfect. I wanted to look at the moonlight and just put my forehead against hers, and smile. Rub my nose on hers, and ... | |
[WP] Humanity cheers as the first Terran interstellar vessel reaches the beginning of the Oort Cloud. The pioneers on the vessel are far from jubilant, as sensors begin to relay a terrifying discovery: The Oort cloud is a barrier, and it marks the boundary of the "Sol System Quarantine Zone". | The void. That is what we have looked up at night for millennium, wondering who was up there, if anyone at all.
We should have looked at ourselves.
DECEMBER 31, 2099
The UNJSA Vernes flew towards the Oort Cloud, a large white mass amid the black and grey. Captain Eberhart stood at the bridge, viewing the comets and... | Divine Reach had been underway for about a year. The world watched as it's cumulative technological prowess made its way to the farthest reaches of the solar system. Tomorrow would be a national holiday as Divine Reach crossed into the Oort Cloud, and humanity would proudly claim it's first interstellar trip into the... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | Not sure if this is R rated per se, but certainly gritty and realistic.
After Harry Potter's Parents died under mysterious circumstances, he was sent to live in an orphanage. Sadly the Dursley memorial home for Boys was one of the poorer in England, and Harry grew up Cynical, isolated, and always willing to put up a... | I'd been searching for it for years: the last relics left from the Reign of Bao. I was finally at the entrance, ready as ever to turn the page on my journey. I press the talisman into the slot in the door and the gem flashes a bright prism of colors. I have to shield my eyes from the brightness, and as the giant stone ... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | An ad blared on the TV while a grimy faced woman sat behind a computer desk trying to figure out where the strange readings coming from her scanning equipment were coming from. She clicked around several different monitoring pages telling them to search for a specific energy pattern. There wasn't supposed to be anythin... | I'd been searching for it for years: the last relics left from the Reign of Bao. I was finally at the entrance, ready as ever to turn the page on my journey. I press the talisman into the slot in the door and the gem flashes a bright prism of colors. I have to shield my eyes from the brightness, and as the giant stone ... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | It's been twenty years. His friends are dead, his neighbors are dead, his beloved pet dog, dead.
He came to this country with one goal: To escape his past. But he never thought he'd face a foe like this.
"I can't take it any more. There's nothing left for me here. I can't let them get away with this. But I've waited ... | I'd been searching for it for years: the last relics left from the Reign of Bao. I was finally at the entrance, ready as ever to turn the page on my journey. I press the talisman into the slot in the door and the gem flashes a bright prism of colors. I have to shield my eyes from the brightness, and as the giant stone ... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | Fade in on a young boy, crying in a clearing in the woods.
An owl lands on his shoulder
"Whooo are you?" The owl asks
"C-C-C-Chris." The boy says, wiping the tears from his eyes.
"Why are you here?" The owl asks
"I... I don't know. I don't even know where I am."
Flash to a little boy's bedroom, light from a stre... | I'd been searching for it for years: the last relics left from the Reign of Bao. I was finally at the entrance, ready as ever to turn the page on my journey. I press the talisman into the slot in the door and the gem flashes a bright prism of colors. I have to shield my eyes from the brightness, and as the giant stone ... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | The walls are dull and grey they seem to simmer sightly when illuminated by the bright florescent light overhead. There are brown oak chairs, a large table in the center of the room, water glasses half full. This would be a rather unremarkable conference room if it wasn't for the director of the FBI, CIA, and several o... | I'd been searching for it for years: the last relics left from the Reign of Bao. I was finally at the entrance, ready as ever to turn the page on my journey. I press the talisman into the slot in the door and the gem flashes a bright prism of colors. I have to shield my eyes from the brightness, and as the giant stone ... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | Not sure if this is R rated per se, but certainly gritty and realistic.
After Harry Potter's Parents died under mysterious circumstances, he was sent to live in an orphanage. Sadly the Dursley memorial home for Boys was one of the poorer in England, and Harry grew up Cynical, isolated, and always willing to put up a... | EXT. MOUNTAIN VILLAGE - MORNING
BIRDSEYE SHOT
An old man walking through the vast nature he lives in. Leaves and grass and stone. The breeze, the sky dotted with stars... moonlight through the foliage.
CLOSER SHOT
On the old man's back is an infant boy, swaddled in blankets, sucking his thumb. The old man gets to a m... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | An ad blared on the TV while a grimy faced woman sat behind a computer desk trying to figure out where the strange readings coming from her scanning equipment were coming from. She clicked around several different monitoring pages telling them to search for a specific energy pattern. There wasn't supposed to be anythin... | EXT. MOUNTAIN VILLAGE - MORNING
BIRDSEYE SHOT
An old man walking through the vast nature he lives in. Leaves and grass and stone. The breeze, the sky dotted with stars... moonlight through the foliage.
CLOSER SHOT
On the old man's back is an infant boy, swaddled in blankets, sucking his thumb. The old man gets to a m... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | It's been twenty years. His friends are dead, his neighbors are dead, his beloved pet dog, dead.
He came to this country with one goal: To escape his past. But he never thought he'd face a foe like this.
"I can't take it any more. There's nothing left for me here. I can't let them get away with this. But I've waited ... | EXT. MOUNTAIN VILLAGE - MORNING
BIRDSEYE SHOT
An old man walking through the vast nature he lives in. Leaves and grass and stone. The breeze, the sky dotted with stars... moonlight through the foliage.
CLOSER SHOT
On the old man's back is an infant boy, swaddled in blankets, sucking his thumb. The old man gets to a m... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | Fade in on a young boy, crying in a clearing in the woods.
An owl lands on his shoulder
"Whooo are you?" The owl asks
"C-C-C-Chris." The boy says, wiping the tears from his eyes.
"Why are you here?" The owl asks
"I... I don't know. I don't even know where I am."
Flash to a little boy's bedroom, light from a stre... | EXT. MOUNTAIN VILLAGE - MORNING
BIRDSEYE SHOT
An old man walking through the vast nature he lives in. Leaves and grass and stone. The breeze, the sky dotted with stars... moonlight through the foliage.
CLOSER SHOT
On the old man's back is an infant boy, swaddled in blankets, sucking his thumb. The old man gets to a m... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | The walls are dull and grey they seem to simmer sightly when illuminated by the bright florescent light overhead. There are brown oak chairs, a large table in the center of the room, water glasses half full. This would be a rather unremarkable conference room if it wasn't for the director of the FBI, CIA, and several o... | EXT. MOUNTAIN VILLAGE - MORNING
BIRDSEYE SHOT
An old man walking through the vast nature he lives in. Leaves and grass and stone. The breeze, the sky dotted with stars... moonlight through the foliage.
CLOSER SHOT
On the old man's back is an infant boy, swaddled in blankets, sucking his thumb. The old man gets to a m... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | She's been up there, alone, for so long, ever since her fiance was shipped off to war to lose his life to a cause that wasn't his own. All she wanted was loyalty, love and pride, those three simple things where what drove her to madness.
The house itself was nothing special and from the outside looked like a quaint li... | A masked man awakes in the desert with no memory. The only thoughts that fill is large head, are those of the city. Disgusted with the recent crime spree he decides to take vigilante justice into his own big blue hands.
Coming this summer:
The Tick: Big Blue Destiny.
Staring: Patrick Warburton
Music by: Spoon
Rate... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | The walls are dull and grey they seem to simmer sightly when illuminated by the bright florescent light overhead. There are brown oak chairs, a large table in the center of the room, water glasses half full. This would be a rather unremarkable conference room if it wasn't for the director of the FBI, CIA, and several o... | A masked man awakes in the desert with no memory. The only thoughts that fill is large head, are those of the city. Disgusted with the recent crime spree he decides to take vigilante justice into his own big blue hands.
Coming this summer:
The Tick: Big Blue Destiny.
Staring: Patrick Warburton
Music by: Spoon
Rate... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | We've been trapped on this Island for nearly a month, my brother and I.
We were the lucky ones.
Most of the people on the plane were lost to the sea.
The remaining twelve all washed up on this secluded island.
No one knew we were here.
No communication with the outside world. I was lucky enough to have Dav... | A masked man awakes in the desert with no memory. The only thoughts that fill is large head, are those of the city. Disgusted with the recent crime spree he decides to take vigilante justice into his own big blue hands.
Coming this summer:
The Tick: Big Blue Destiny.
Staring: Patrick Warburton
Music by: Spoon
Rate... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | "Please," he whispered, every breath feeling like it engulfed his lungs in flame. "I can't take anymore."
The smile from the shadows grew wider, no longer amused but threatening. In his hands he held another syringe, though it was empty for the moment.
"Oh, I'm sorry Carl. But you keep skewing the results of the expe... | A masked man awakes in the desert with no memory. The only thoughts that fill is large head, are those of the city. Disgusted with the recent crime spree he decides to take vigilante justice into his own big blue hands.
Coming this summer:
The Tick: Big Blue Destiny.
Staring: Patrick Warburton
Music by: Spoon
Rate... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | She was running down the halls. "Ha Ha" a voice laughed down the hall. "There's the exit, if I could just get there" Suddenly the floor gave out underneath her, and she broke her legs when she hit the ground. "Ha Ha" The voiced cackled again A large, bloody mouse emerged from the shadows, knife in hand "Ha Ha"
Mick... | A masked man awakes in the desert with no memory. The only thoughts that fill is large head, are those of the city. Disgusted with the recent crime spree he decides to take vigilante justice into his own big blue hands.
Coming this summer:
The Tick: Big Blue Destiny.
Staring: Patrick Warburton
Music by: Spoon
Rate... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | Fade in on a boy, beat to hell and bleeding from a head wound, stumbling up a hill. He can’t be older than 10. He’s gripping a tattered baseball cap in one hand and clutches his side with the other. He trips, cries out in pain and drops the hat.
The wind catches the red hat and it gets carried off into the smoke and d... | A masked man awakes in the desert with no memory. The only thoughts that fill is large head, are those of the city. Disgusted with the recent crime spree he decides to take vigilante justice into his own big blue hands.
Coming this summer:
The Tick: Big Blue Destiny.
Staring: Patrick Warburton
Music by: Spoon
Rate... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | “Oh Jesus…” Henry uttered before vomiting into a nearby bush.
“You’re still green, rook. Trust me, you get used to it”
The two men stared down at the shredded remains of what Chuck believed to be a fallen Clefairy.
With a pair of forceps he kept in his front pocket, Chuck reached down and grasped a chunk of charred ... | A masked man awakes in the desert with no memory. The only thoughts that fill is large head, are those of the city. Disgusted with the recent crime spree he decides to take vigilante justice into his own big blue hands.
Coming this summer:
The Tick: Big Blue Destiny.
Staring: Patrick Warburton
Music by: Spoon
Rate... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | He thought he was done. After thirty years of madness fighting crime on the streets, he was finally able to lay down his badge, and looked forward to a quiet retirement. He thought he was finally out for good. But they wouldn't let him rest. They went after his family, and now he's going to make them pay.
"If you're ... | A masked man awakes in the desert with no memory. The only thoughts that fill is large head, are those of the city. Disgusted with the recent crime spree he decides to take vigilante justice into his own big blue hands.
Coming this summer:
The Tick: Big Blue Destiny.
Staring: Patrick Warburton
Music by: Spoon
Rate... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | She's been up there, alone, for so long, ever since her fiance was shipped off to war to lose his life to a cause that wasn't his own. All she wanted was loyalty, love and pride, those three simple things where what drove her to madness.
The house itself was nothing special and from the outside looked like a quaint li... | "Come here, Max," Emmy shouted. Max ran hurriedly down the hall and into the room where Emmy was waiting.
"Are you ready?" Emmy asked.
"I don't know if I could wait another second!" Max whispered, his voice quivering with excitement.
As Emmy held out the dragon scale, Max reached his tiny hand out to grasp it alongs... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | The walls are dull and grey they seem to simmer sightly when illuminated by the bright florescent light overhead. There are brown oak chairs, a large table in the center of the room, water glasses half full. This would be a rather unremarkable conference room if it wasn't for the director of the FBI, CIA, and several o... | "Come here, Max," Emmy shouted. Max ran hurriedly down the hall and into the room where Emmy was waiting.
"Are you ready?" Emmy asked.
"I don't know if I could wait another second!" Max whispered, his voice quivering with excitement.
As Emmy held out the dragon scale, Max reached his tiny hand out to grasp it alongs... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | We've been trapped on this Island for nearly a month, my brother and I.
We were the lucky ones.
Most of the people on the plane were lost to the sea.
The remaining twelve all washed up on this secluded island.
No one knew we were here.
No communication with the outside world. I was lucky enough to have Dav... | "Come here, Max," Emmy shouted. Max ran hurriedly down the hall and into the room where Emmy was waiting.
"Are you ready?" Emmy asked.
"I don't know if I could wait another second!" Max whispered, his voice quivering with excitement.
As Emmy held out the dragon scale, Max reached his tiny hand out to grasp it alongs... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | "Please," he whispered, every breath feeling like it engulfed his lungs in flame. "I can't take anymore."
The smile from the shadows grew wider, no longer amused but threatening. In his hands he held another syringe, though it was empty for the moment.
"Oh, I'm sorry Carl. But you keep skewing the results of the expe... | "Come here, Max," Emmy shouted. Max ran hurriedly down the hall and into the room where Emmy was waiting.
"Are you ready?" Emmy asked.
"I don't know if I could wait another second!" Max whispered, his voice quivering with excitement.
As Emmy held out the dragon scale, Max reached his tiny hand out to grasp it alongs... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | Fade in on a boy, beat to hell and bleeding from a head wound, stumbling up a hill. He can’t be older than 10. He’s gripping a tattered baseball cap in one hand and clutches his side with the other. He trips, cries out in pain and drops the hat.
The wind catches the red hat and it gets carried off into the smoke and d... | "Come here, Max," Emmy shouted. Max ran hurriedly down the hall and into the room where Emmy was waiting.
"Are you ready?" Emmy asked.
"I don't know if I could wait another second!" Max whispered, his voice quivering with excitement.
As Emmy held out the dragon scale, Max reached his tiny hand out to grasp it alongs... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | “Oh Jesus…” Henry uttered before vomiting into a nearby bush.
“You’re still green, rook. Trust me, you get used to it”
The two men stared down at the shredded remains of what Chuck believed to be a fallen Clefairy.
With a pair of forceps he kept in his front pocket, Chuck reached down and grasped a chunk of charred ... | "Come here, Max," Emmy shouted. Max ran hurriedly down the hall and into the room where Emmy was waiting.
"Are you ready?" Emmy asked.
"I don't know if I could wait another second!" Max whispered, his voice quivering with excitement.
As Emmy held out the dragon scale, Max reached his tiny hand out to grasp it alongs... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | The walls are dull and grey they seem to simmer sightly when illuminated by the bright florescent light overhead. There are brown oak chairs, a large table in the center of the room, water glasses half full. This would be a rather unremarkable conference room if it wasn't for the director of the FBI, CIA, and several o... | I look up, there they stand 10 meters away. A row of women and children with them to do with what they wish. They beat them as they ask for questions as some of them fight over the hottest ones. I watch as they hold an old woman, ready to slay here in front of the crowd of people that has formed. I can't sit by and wat... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | We've been trapped on this Island for nearly a month, my brother and I.
We were the lucky ones.
Most of the people on the plane were lost to the sea.
The remaining twelve all washed up on this secluded island.
No one knew we were here.
No communication with the outside world. I was lucky enough to have Dav... | She's been up there, alone, for so long, ever since her fiance was shipped off to war to lose his life to a cause that wasn't his own. All she wanted was loyalty, love and pride, those three simple things where what drove her to madness.
The house itself was nothing special and from the outside looked like a quaint li... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | Fade in on a boy, beat to hell and bleeding from a head wound, stumbling up a hill. He can’t be older than 10. He’s gripping a tattered baseball cap in one hand and clutches his side with the other. He trips, cries out in pain and drops the hat.
The wind catches the red hat and it gets carried off into the smoke and d... | She's been up there, alone, for so long, ever since her fiance was shipped off to war to lose his life to a cause that wasn't his own. All she wanted was loyalty, love and pride, those three simple things where what drove her to madness.
The house itself was nothing special and from the outside looked like a quaint li... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | "Please," he whispered, every breath feeling like it engulfed his lungs in flame. "I can't take anymore."
The smile from the shadows grew wider, no longer amused but threatening. In his hands he held another syringe, though it was empty for the moment.
"Oh, I'm sorry Carl. But you keep skewing the results of the expe... | It's been years since he lost the one thing he'd cared about.
After weeks of searching, he just couldn't go on any more. His young, frail body couldn't hold up under the stress of life on the road. He'd lied to others, he even lied to himself, but he was not a loner, he was not a rebel, he was just a boy.
His friends... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | She was running down the halls. "Ha Ha" a voice laughed down the hall. "There's the exit, if I could just get there" Suddenly the floor gave out underneath her, and she broke her legs when she hit the ground. "Ha Ha" The voiced cackled again A large, bloody mouse emerged from the shadows, knife in hand "Ha Ha"
Mick... | It's been years since he lost the one thing he'd cared about.
After weeks of searching, he just couldn't go on any more. His young, frail body couldn't hold up under the stress of life on the road. He'd lied to others, he even lied to himself, but he was not a loner, he was not a rebel, he was just a boy.
His friends... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | Fade in on a boy, beat to hell and bleeding from a head wound, stumbling up a hill. He can’t be older than 10. He’s gripping a tattered baseball cap in one hand and clutches his side with the other. He trips, cries out in pain and drops the hat.
The wind catches the red hat and it gets carried off into the smoke and d... | It's been years since he lost the one thing he'd cared about.
After weeks of searching, he just couldn't go on any more. His young, frail body couldn't hold up under the stress of life on the road. He'd lied to others, he even lied to himself, but he was not a loner, he was not a rebel, he was just a boy.
His friends... | |
[WP] The gritty realistic R-rated movie adaption of your favourite show as a kid. | “Oh Jesus…” Henry uttered before vomiting into a nearby bush.
“You’re still green, rook. Trust me, you get used to it”
The two men stared down at the shredded remains of what Chuck believed to be a fallen Clefairy.
With a pair of forceps he kept in his front pocket, Chuck reached down and grasped a chunk of charred ... | It's been years since he lost the one thing he'd cared about.
After weeks of searching, he just couldn't go on any more. His young, frail body couldn't hold up under the stress of life on the road. He'd lied to others, he even lied to himself, but he was not a loner, he was not a rebel, he was just a boy.
His friends... |
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