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[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 ... | 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... | "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... | |
[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 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... | |
[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 ... | 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... | |
[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 ... | 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... | |
[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 ... | 20 years ago, 4 kids were kidnapped and confined by an unknown entity. After cruel experimentation, isolation, brain-washing under a new personality and desfiguration, they've become free... to look for a vengeance. This summer, Miramax brings you the deadly conclussion to this story - Teletubbies: Spelling Murder. (R-... | |
[WP] You have been hired on a large renovation project which is taking place in a cave beneath a mansion. Some of the specifications, however, leave you with some questions for Mr. Wayne. | "Sir, I'm not sure we can do *everything* you requested." I said to Mr. Wayne. Along with being one of the richest men in Gotham, he also had a particularly strange sense of style. "I understand the need to maintain the local habitat, but that's the twelfth bat attack this week."
He waved his hand in front of his face... | I clicked off the bandsaw and the noise was replaced by a high pitched squealing as the Butler dragged the kid in and shoved him towards me. Mikey was my sister's kid and kind of a shit to be honest, but I'd promised that I would give him a go with my crew on this Wayne job. He was already proving more trouble than he ... | |
[WP] You have been hired on a large renovation project which is taking place in a cave beneath a mansion. Some of the specifications, however, leave you with some questions for Mr. Wayne. | "Sir, I'm not sure we can do *everything* you requested." I said to Mr. Wayne. Along with being one of the richest men in Gotham, he also had a particularly strange sense of style. "I understand the need to maintain the local habitat, but that's the twelfth bat attack this week."
He waved his hand in front of his face... | "Ok Mr Wayne it says here you need a large garage and a drive way that goes UNDERWATER, opens up when u get near a proximity of 50m and has a giant super computer"
The architect looking at Mr Wayne.
"Yes that's correct"
"Okay and it says here you need a giant cage made out of kryptonite, may I ask what is kryptonite... | |
[WP] You have been hired on a large renovation project which is taking place in a cave beneath a mansion. Some of the specifications, however, leave you with some questions for Mr. Wayne. | A thousand glistening eyes watched from the ceiling as I led Mr. Wayne through the construction site; the bats above didn't seem to be bothered by the constant noise of jackhammers and heavy machinery. I showed him the massive garage that we'd carved through solid rock, even though he had a perfectly good one full of I... | "Ok Mr Wayne it says here you need a large garage and a drive way that goes UNDERWATER, opens up when u get near a proximity of 50m and has a giant super computer"
The architect looking at Mr Wayne.
"Yes that's correct"
"Okay and it says here you need a giant cage made out of kryptonite, may I ask what is kryptonite... | |
[WP] Everything you draw comes to life, the problem is you suck at drawing. | “Does it hurt?” I ask him. I'm genuinely curious. Looking over his mangled form I have thoughts of the horribly deformed people that I've seen in the movies. I don't think anybody ever bothered to ask them if it hurt, they were always too busy trying to take advantage of them or kill them and rescue the girl. I promise... | Tiny puddles of tears dotted the paper. Tiny screams from his brother’s crooked mouth tore at his ears.
Tim watched in horror as his brother dragged himself across the desk on disfigured arms that popped and wrenched unnaturally. Matty’s little legs left undrawn had formed as flailing stubs that hindered his broth... | |
Your choice whether you are limited or omniscient. | [WP] Write a story where you, the third-person narrator, are involved in the plot. | Sarah woke up on a beautiful Sunday morning, the sun shining through the curtains that bordered her window. The alarm wasn't set to go off for another 3 hours, but on a day like this sarah liked to wake up early and go for a walk with the family dog.
Sarah groaned, "Let me sleep! I don't want to walk the damn dog!"
... | Jake had been born with a distinct lack of agency. Now, most people had a vague feeling like they didn't control their lives, whether it be because of God, or they're in a simulation, or maybe that the mechanical ticking of the physical universe doesn't leave much room for personal choice, but Jake knew for sure. He di... |
[WP] Two hijackers have boarded a plane. Midflight they attempt to take over the plane only to find that all the other 'passengers' are hijackers too with differing opinions. | "Everyone stay the fuck down!"
Jared screamed as he held the gun up, towards the crowd.
"Air Marshall, Freeze!"
The Marshall announced loudly, aiming his own gun at Jared... He then snickered and turned it towards the crowd as well.
"Now listen, this plane isn't landing anywhere, until we have a-"
"Wait!" A man st... | Lars looked out of the window, a nervous flier in a stormy sky. This wasn't doing him any good, he thought. Canadians needed him, and they needed more recognition in the US, just not at the jokes.
It was almost midway into the journey. The aircraft would have left ATC coverage by now. He edged his way towards the wash... | |
Inspired by these comments from /u/thepeoplesbard
>Irrational hatreds are sort of beautiful to me. Your every day, vanilla hatreds are boring. Oh, you're a racist? I've seen that before. You hate baby penguins? Now that's *fucked up*. Please tell me more.
and /u/stock_is_locked
>You know theres a story behind... | [WP] You have an irrational hatred of something mundane like the movie Ratatouille, ketchup, or baby penguins. What's the backstory? | "Do you have a pen?" I ask the bank teller. "The ones out here don't work."
She smiles and reaches into a drawer. "Here you go," she says, handing me a black pen.
I let out a high-pitched shriek and hit the pen out of the woman's hand. It rolls onto the floor toward a man talking to the next teller over and they both... | INT. Bedroom - Morning
TED (42) is sleeping in his bed in a t-shirt and pj pants. He's covered up with the blanket and a little of the cool morning light peeks around the edges of the blinds.
KIM (41) walks in the room with a robe and kisses his forehead.
KIM
Merry Christmas.
TED stretches and groans. He sits up a... |
Inspired by these comments from /u/thepeoplesbard
>Irrational hatreds are sort of beautiful to me. Your every day, vanilla hatreds are boring. Oh, you're a racist? I've seen that before. You hate baby penguins? Now that's *fucked up*. Please tell me more.
and /u/stock_is_locked
>You know theres a story behind... | [WP] You have an irrational hatred of something mundane like the movie Ratatouille, ketchup, or baby penguins. What's the backstory? | Marcus was surprised how far this argument had gotten. All he had stated was that he didnt like *The Hunger Games*. He'd underestimated how much of a fan his date was. And, for that matter, how strong of an opinion he had about storytelling.
"I just can't stand present tense narration. It's a shitty way to tell a stor... | INT. Bedroom - Morning
TED (42) is sleeping in his bed in a t-shirt and pj pants. He's covered up with the blanket and a little of the cool morning light peeks around the edges of the blinds.
KIM (41) walks in the room with a robe and kisses his forehead.
KIM
Merry Christmas.
TED stretches and groans. He sits up a... |
Inspired by these comments from /u/thepeoplesbard
>Irrational hatreds are sort of beautiful to me. Your every day, vanilla hatreds are boring. Oh, you're a racist? I've seen that before. You hate baby penguins? Now that's *fucked up*. Please tell me more.
and /u/stock_is_locked
>You know theres a story behind... | [WP] You have an irrational hatred of something mundane like the movie Ratatouille, ketchup, or baby penguins. What's the backstory? | "Do you have a pen?" I ask the bank teller. "The ones out here don't work."
She smiles and reaches into a drawer. "Here you go," she says, handing me a black pen.
I let out a high-pitched shriek and hit the pen out of the woman's hand. It rolls onto the floor toward a man talking to the next teller over and they both... | In retrospect, after midnight on a Friday evening in college is not the best time to make a deep, mind-shattering discovery about your best friend.
"Are you serious?" I howled across the table at Barry, pelting him with Hershey Kisses. "You don't like chocolate? Man, what's wrong with you!"
Barry did his best to bl... |
Inspired by these comments from /u/thepeoplesbard
>Irrational hatreds are sort of beautiful to me. Your every day, vanilla hatreds are boring. Oh, you're a racist? I've seen that before. You hate baby penguins? Now that's *fucked up*. Please tell me more.
and /u/stock_is_locked
>You know theres a story behind... | [WP] You have an irrational hatred of something mundane like the movie Ratatouille, ketchup, or baby penguins. What's the backstory? | Marcus was surprised how far this argument had gotten. All he had stated was that he didnt like *The Hunger Games*. He'd underestimated how much of a fan his date was. And, for that matter, how strong of an opinion he had about storytelling.
"I just can't stand present tense narration. It's a shitty way to tell a stor... | In retrospect, after midnight on a Friday evening in college is not the best time to make a deep, mind-shattering discovery about your best friend.
"Are you serious?" I howled across the table at Barry, pelting him with Hershey Kisses. "You don't like chocolate? Man, what's wrong with you!"
Barry did his best to bl... |
Inspired by these comments from /u/thepeoplesbard
>Irrational hatreds are sort of beautiful to me. Your every day, vanilla hatreds are boring. Oh, you're a racist? I've seen that before. You hate baby penguins? Now that's *fucked up*. Please tell me more.
and /u/stock_is_locked
>You know theres a story behind... | [WP] You have an irrational hatred of something mundane like the movie Ratatouille, ketchup, or baby penguins. What's the backstory? | Marcus was surprised how far this argument had gotten. All he had stated was that he didnt like *The Hunger Games*. He'd underestimated how much of a fan his date was. And, for that matter, how strong of an opinion he had about storytelling.
"I just can't stand present tense narration. It's a shitty way to tell a stor... | "Do you have a pen?" I ask the bank teller. "The ones out here don't work."
She smiles and reaches into a drawer. "Here you go," she says, handing me a black pen.
I let out a high-pitched shriek and hit the pen out of the woman's hand. It rolls onto the floor toward a man talking to the next teller over and they both... |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | I pushed harder than I ever had before. The force of the wind on my face made me glad I was wearing a mask as I pumped my legs faster and faster. My arms sliced through the air as I gained speed, pushing the limits of how fast I had gone before.
"A hundred and ten miles, Lu! You beat your speed!" Van's voice echoed t... | Danny was propped up his back to the wall. The grimacing faces of the firing squad in front of him waiting for the order. They stupidly though they had him beat, please.
"FIRE," yelled the most annoying man in his life.
The picosecond after the muzzle flashed Danny took his chance. Everyone always said the same thing ... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | I pushed harder than I ever had before. The force of the wind on my face made me glad I was wearing a mask as I pumped my legs faster and faster. My arms sliced through the air as I gained speed, pushing the limits of how fast I had gone before.
"A hundred and ten miles, Lu! You beat your speed!" Van's voice echoed t... | They told me, "He will never walk." Even before I was old enough to talk, my parents knew that I would never have use of my legs.
It was nothing for me, as a child, to take myself anywhere. I had the imagination of a thousand people. Fight a dragon from my chariot with my trusty steed at my side. Flying through the c... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | Since I was born I had barely no muscle in my calves, muscles were there of course but nothing enough to move my legs passed the knee. On the other hand I was diagnosed with super speed, yeah I know, kind of a bad joke from fate. In fact I could still move faster than many of my friends with my wheelchair, just I could... | "Look at the little baby *crawl*!"
I don't bother to look up. I know exactly who it is. It's the same voice, the same faceless bully thrashing out at someone weaker. All of these insights passed down from my mom and as useless as Algebra to my young ears.
They scurry off to go eat. Salad. Nuts. Fruits. Healt... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | My arms burn. That's all I can think as I pump the hydraulics turning my wheels. I'm coated in sweat and I feel utterly beat, but I keep pumping. I need to win; to show them I have worth.
The man next to me is deaf. He is my competition and a speedster too. Our conversation is mainly through angry glares of det... | "Look at the little baby *crawl*!"
I don't bother to look up. I know exactly who it is. It's the same voice, the same faceless bully thrashing out at someone weaker. All of these insights passed down from my mom and as useless as Algebra to my young ears.
They scurry off to go eat. Salad. Nuts. Fruits. Healt... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | "Before we begin, I'm required by law and policy to inform you that when speaking with me, you'll only be able to answer the truth. With that in mind, presuming you still wish to continue, how did an underdog and a no-name like yourself come out of the dark to become this year's champion?" A journalist asked the recent... | "Look at the little baby *crawl*!"
I don't bother to look up. I know exactly who it is. It's the same voice, the same faceless bully thrashing out at someone weaker. All of these insights passed down from my mom and as useless as Algebra to my young ears.
They scurry off to go eat. Salad. Nuts. Fruits. Healt... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | Father always wanted me to look at the bright side of things.
Our family wasn't rich. Of course, if you weren't an active part of the economy, that meant you lived outside of Aegis City's glorious walls, in one of those poverty-stricken towns off the border of who-knows-where. Our family ended up working on a corn f... | "Look at the little baby *crawl*!"
I don't bother to look up. I know exactly who it is. It's the same voice, the same faceless bully thrashing out at someone weaker. All of these insights passed down from my mom and as useless as Algebra to my young ears.
They scurry off to go eat. Salad. Nuts. Fruits. Healt... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | *They're laughing. Good. All the more reason to win.*
He spread his arms, and his plastic "wings" showed themselves - they were no more than an extension, a little spoon-like glove - but I'm super fast. They're like a hummingbird's wings. And I can fly with them.
Being in a wheelchair makes no difference when you can... | "Look at the little baby *crawl*!"
I don't bother to look up. I know exactly who it is. It's the same voice, the same faceless bully thrashing out at someone weaker. All of these insights passed down from my mom and as useless as Algebra to my young ears.
They scurry off to go eat. Salad. Nuts. Fruits. Healt... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | Most people think I am in the chair because of the scars, more think the hunched over man pushing it. That he's my care taker. They are only half right...well, maybe two-thirds. The scars are most definitely from burns, and he does take care of me to the best of his abilities. A thousand bucks says you never, ever gues... | "Look at the little baby *crawl*!"
I don't bother to look up. I know exactly who it is. It's the same voice, the same faceless bully thrashing out at someone weaker. All of these insights passed down from my mom and as useless as Algebra to my young ears.
They scurry off to go eat. Salad. Nuts. Fruits. Healt... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | Despite my disability, my parents always pushed me. In their eyes, they were trying to get me to see past my limp, useless legs, and understand that I could still do what I wanted in life. Nothing would hold me back from my dreams.
When I was 6, I mentioned in passing that I might like to try gymnastics. My parents g... | "Look at the little baby *crawl*!"
I don't bother to look up. I know exactly who it is. It's the same voice, the same faceless bully thrashing out at someone weaker. All of these insights passed down from my mom and as useless as Algebra to my young ears.
They scurry off to go eat. Salad. Nuts. Fruits. Healt... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | “Next”.
If you think lines at tech support move slow, you better complain to someone else. I work faster than anyone else in the entire industry, but in the time, it takes you to come up to the counter I already start contemplating suicide. I can take your laptop from your hands, disassemble it and identify the pr... | "Look at the little baby *crawl*!"
I don't bother to look up. I know exactly who it is. It's the same voice, the same faceless bully thrashing out at someone weaker. All of these insights passed down from my mom and as useless as Algebra to my young ears.
They scurry off to go eat. Salad. Nuts. Fruits. Healt... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | My arms burn. That's all I can think as I pump the hydraulics turning my wheels. I'm coated in sweat and I feel utterly beat, but I keep pumping. I need to win; to show them I have worth.
The man next to me is deaf. He is my competition and a speedster too. Our conversation is mainly through angry glares of det... | Since I was born I had barely no muscle in my calves, muscles were there of course but nothing enough to move my legs passed the knee. On the other hand I was diagnosed with super speed, yeah I know, kind of a bad joke from fate. In fact I could still move faster than many of my friends with my wheelchair, just I could... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | Most people think I am in the chair because of the scars, more think the hunched over man pushing it. That he's my care taker. They are only half right...well, maybe two-thirds. The scars are most definitely from burns, and he does take care of me to the best of his abilities. A thousand bucks says you never, ever gues... | *They're laughing. Good. All the more reason to win.*
He spread his arms, and his plastic "wings" showed themselves - they were no more than an extension, a little spoon-like glove - but I'm super fast. They're like a hummingbird's wings. And I can fly with them.
Being in a wheelchair makes no difference when you can... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | Despite my disability, my parents always pushed me. In their eyes, they were trying to get me to see past my limp, useless legs, and understand that I could still do what I wanted in life. Nothing would hold me back from my dreams.
When I was 6, I mentioned in passing that I might like to try gymnastics. My parents g... | Running, it was something I had seen almost everybody do. Yet somehow nobody could ever keep up with me. The speed that I was moving with was insane. Although my legs have been crippled for a long time, my arms now had the power to move as fast as possible.
We've all seen it in those YouTube videos. It was even a bit ... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | “Next”.
If you think lines at tech support move slow, you better complain to someone else. I work faster than anyone else in the entire industry, but in the time, it takes you to come up to the counter I already start contemplating suicide. I can take your laptop from your hands, disassemble it and identify the pr... | Running, it was something I had seen almost everybody do. Yet somehow nobody could ever keep up with me. The speed that I was moving with was insane. Although my legs have been crippled for a long time, my arms now had the power to move as fast as possible.
We've all seen it in those YouTube videos. It was even a bit ... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | “Next”.
If you think lines at tech support move slow, you better complain to someone else. I work faster than anyone else in the entire industry, but in the time, it takes you to come up to the counter I already start contemplating suicide. I can take your laptop from your hands, disassemble it and identify the pr... | "Not sure what happened when I was made. It seems like a cruel joke but it is my life and I have to deal with it. I can't use my legs, at all. They are so badly crippled that I am confined to a wheel chair. The problem is that the chair can't keep up with me. For some reason I am crazy fast, everything I do, I can do a... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | Aidan was twirling his fingers, talking only slightly louder than the cartoons playing across the room. “Mo-momma says I am a superhero b‘cause she saw my daddy and I going real fast.” He was fidgeting in his wheelchair.
Emma was skeptical and intrigued. “Can I be a superhero too?”
“Y-yeah! You can think and make th... | "Not sure what happened when I was made. It seems like a cruel joke but it is my life and I have to deal with it. I can't use my legs, at all. They are so badly crippled that I am confined to a wheel chair. The problem is that the chair can't keep up with me. For some reason I am crazy fast, everything I do, I can do a... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | Andrew's back was to the wall. His whole team was dead except for him, and they had him surrounded. He pulled out his last remaining full magazine and replaced the half spent one still in his rifle, and waited. It wouldn't be long now.
The sound of footsteps in his right ear alerted him to the first threat. He swung ... | "Not sure what happened when I was made. It seems like a cruel joke but it is my life and I have to deal with it. I can't use my legs, at all. They are so badly crippled that I am confined to a wheel chair. The problem is that the chair can't keep up with me. For some reason I am crazy fast, everything I do, I can do a... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | I loved the fresh spray of ocean against my face. This would be my tenth circumnavigation of the globe; I could never get sick of it. Who could tire of dropping by beautiful beaches of Fiji? The stark Sahara felt refreshing after half a day at sea. Others settled for the salty mist coming off the bow of their ship; I f... | "Not sure what happened when I was made. It seems like a cruel joke but it is my life and I have to deal with it. I can't use my legs, at all. They are so badly crippled that I am confined to a wheel chair. The problem is that the chair can't keep up with me. For some reason I am crazy fast, everything I do, I can do a... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | "A cripple with superspeed!" Benny Madsen laughed, and looked around like he expected everyone to laugh along with him. Benny had superstrength, and looked it. He was a roided-out fucker at least a head taller than almost everyone else in school, and that included more than a few teachers. He was also profoundly tone-d... | "Not sure what happened when I was made. It seems like a cruel joke but it is my life and I have to deal with it. I can't use my legs, at all. They are so badly crippled that I am confined to a wheel chair. The problem is that the chair can't keep up with me. For some reason I am crazy fast, everything I do, I can do a... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | "A cripple with superspeed!" Benny Madsen laughed, and looked around like he expected everyone to laugh along with him. Benny had superstrength, and looked it. He was a roided-out fucker at least a head taller than almost everyone else in school, and that included more than a few teachers. He was also profoundly tone-d... | This is bullshit.
What the fuck kind of God thinks this is a funny thing to do to someone? All I do all day is lie in bed and wish I was dead.
Super speed. I know what God's ability is. Super dick...hole...ness.
"I brought you some milk, sweetheart," my kind, generous, loving mother said as she set the glass down o... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with a disability and an ability. A test is done at birth to determine these, if they aren't already apparent. You, well, you were born with crippled legs and have the power of super speed. | See, what most people don't realise about super speed is that it doesn't just affect your legs. Your entire body moves fast. People never tend to get that because you see guys like Ravel Alton sprinting at three hundred kilometres an hour down the speedway. I mean, it's more impressive *visually* than what I can do... ... | This is bullshit.
What the fuck kind of God thinks this is a funny thing to do to someone? All I do all day is lie in bed and wish I was dead.
Super speed. I know what God's ability is. Super dick...hole...ness.
"I brought you some milk, sweetheart," my kind, generous, loving mother said as she set the glass down o... | |
You can tell that something weighs 155 mg just by holding it, or that a noise is 74 dB just by listening to it. You can immediately know it's 84.1 °F outside without a thermometer, or that someone is 70¾" tall without a tape measure. | [WP] Your superpower is precisely and accurately measuring things without equipment. How do you use it to fight crime/take over the world? | You know, I was always the oddball in school. No super strength, no flight, no heat vision; in fact they just thought I was a normal who was a know-it-all. I thought so too, until I started knowing things that I had no possible way to. I could tell you the distance from Washington DC to Calcutta to the inch; the number... | "I want that jar NOW!"
Babysitting the 23kg brat was hard work. She wanted more and more and more. But hey, the $50.27 an hour was grea-
"u/PM_NIGERIAN_PRINCES, guess the number and I'll get you that file you wanted off Daddy's computer..."
Ugh. After telling Emily I'd do it, I went and looked at the jar. 2,413... |
You can tell that something weighs 155 mg just by holding it, or that a noise is 74 dB just by listening to it. You can immediately know it's 84.1 °F outside without a thermometer, or that someone is 70¾" tall without a tape measure. | [WP] Your superpower is precisely and accurately measuring things without equipment. How do you use it to fight crime/take over the world? | Ray Gardiner fumbled in his pocket for the key to his apartment, his mind a million miles away. In the last month, three members of the Pantheon had been killed in their civilian identities. All investigations had failed, all leads turned up worthless. Either there was a traitor on the team, or Psilence's psychic shiel... | "I want that jar NOW!"
Babysitting the 23kg brat was hard work. She wanted more and more and more. But hey, the $50.27 an hour was grea-
"u/PM_NIGERIAN_PRINCES, guess the number and I'll get you that file you wanted off Daddy's computer..."
Ugh. After telling Emily I'd do it, I went and looked at the jar. 2,413... |
You can tell that something weighs 155 mg just by holding it, or that a noise is 74 dB just by listening to it. You can immediately know it's 84.1 °F outside without a thermometer, or that someone is 70¾" tall without a tape measure. | [WP] Your superpower is precisely and accurately measuring things without equipment. How do you use it to fight crime/take over the world? | Ray Gardiner fumbled in his pocket for the key to his apartment, his mind a million miles away. In the last month, three members of the Pantheon had been killed in their civilian identities. All investigations had failed, all leads turned up worthless. Either there was a traitor on the team, or Psilence's psychic shiel... | "You're sure about this," the technician asks.
"The entire reason I was brought onto this team. You can do the math if you like, but it will take you a lot longer"
"Well you have a knack for this sort of thing, here it goes"
Yes, I can measure things perfectly making me a perfect rocket scientist, also the ultimate... |
You can tell that something weighs 155 mg just by holding it, or that a noise is 74 dB just by listening to it. You can immediately know it's 84.1 °F outside without a thermometer, or that someone is 70¾" tall without a tape measure. | [WP] Your superpower is precisely and accurately measuring things without equipment. How do you use it to fight crime/take over the world? | "Firefighters are on scene, but have yet to move in to douse the flames. Authorities are holding them back until they can determine whether or not there are more explosives in the facility. We've received word that all employees are accounted for. Miraculously, despite some serious injuries, no one was killed in the... | "You're sure about this," the technician asks.
"The entire reason I was brought onto this team. You can do the math if you like, but it will take you a lot longer"
"Well you have a knack for this sort of thing, here it goes"
Yes, I can measure things perfectly making me a perfect rocket scientist, also the ultimate... |
You can tell that something weighs 155 mg just by holding it, or that a noise is 74 dB just by listening to it. You can immediately know it's 84.1 °F outside without a thermometer, or that someone is 70¾" tall without a tape measure. | [WP] Your superpower is precisely and accurately measuring things without equipment. How do you use it to fight crime/take over the world? | (Kind of a cheat, but here we go!)
"How the hell did you get in here?" Dr. Hatred asked the man dressed in a 'Cool Runnings' t-shirt and jeans. The man was smiling, a sort of odd smile like he knew something that the other didn't.
"How did you get past my security?" The Doctor asked
"You mean your 143 guards? Or y... | "You're sure about this," the technician asks.
"The entire reason I was brought onto this team. You can do the math if you like, but it will take you a lot longer"
"Well you have a knack for this sort of thing, here it goes"
Yes, I can measure things perfectly making me a perfect rocket scientist, also the ultimate... |
You can tell that something weighs 155 mg just by holding it, or that a noise is 74 dB just by listening to it. You can immediately know it's 84.1 °F outside without a thermometer, or that someone is 70¾" tall without a tape measure. | [WP] Your superpower is precisely and accurately measuring things without equipment. How do you use it to fight crime/take over the world? | (Kind of a cheat, but here we go!)
"How the hell did you get in here?" Dr. Hatred asked the man dressed in a 'Cool Runnings' t-shirt and jeans. The man was smiling, a sort of odd smile like he knew something that the other didn't.
"How did you get past my security?" The Doctor asked
"You mean your 143 guards? Or y... | "Firefighters are on scene, but have yet to move in to douse the flames. Authorities are holding them back until they can determine whether or not there are more explosives in the facility. We've received word that all employees are accounted for. Miraculously, despite some serious injuries, no one was killed in the... |
[WP] New Year's Eve. December 31st, 2099. | My wife and I nervously watched the holo-broadcast that would traditionally ring in the new year. Unfortunately the millennium bug had put a slight downer on this years festivities. The presenter in front of us was trying to put on a brave face.
"Here in London we are doing our best to ignore— oh Christ, oh shit, I'm ... | Lyla is six. It's the first time her parents have ever let her stay up past 9 o'clock and she's sitting buzzed on soda pop and watching news reports that she doesn't really understand. She's asking her parents to change the channel so that she can watch a TV show that *she* likes, but her dad shoos her away and tells h... | |
[WP] #64 on the Evil Overlord list is: "I will see a competent psychiatrist and get cured of all extremely unusual phobias and bizarre compulsive habits which could prove to be a disadvantage." You are the psychiatrist. | “The death ray will then be leveled at the planet,” said Baron Darkfist, leaning forward. “Gathering energy from sunlight, it will send a scorching line of fire through America and teach the world the true meaning of fear.”
Ed Goldstein tapped his pen against his notepad, a small frown pursing his lips. Mr. Darkfist... | "Well...?" I prompted the Dread Being on the couch. He coughed nervously.
"*Well, you see, I have a nervous habit of... maniacal cackling*" I smiled faintly; another one, eh?
"Really? Sometimes it's just a hearty laugh. Could you give me an example?"
"*Oh, alright. Mwahahaha***AHAHAHAHAHAHAHSHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!**..... | |
As you live the life of an "ordinary" tree, you endure the struggles and triumphs the park life brings. | [WP] You are a tree in a central park, and unknowingly to the people, you can feel and think. | I felt the girl's deep, slow sigh across my cracked skin.
"I just wish things could be easier. Simpler." *Tell me about it,* I thought, then cringed as she did just that.
"Oh, Pine Tree," she crooned, stroking me gently. *Stop that.* "I hate running the rat race of life. I'm so tired of just working, day afte... | Oh for God's sake, not again. The fucker just pissed all over me. Right smug little grin on his face as well. Fucking New Years eve I tell you; the worst night of my year, and this asshat is the 7th one already. Wanna piss? Go do it on Gavin over there, he ain't half as pretty as me. Guess that's the price you pay for ... |
As you live the life of an "ordinary" tree, you endure the struggles and triumphs the park life brings. | [WP] You are a tree in a central park, and unknowingly to the people, you can feel and think. | I have been here for dozens of New Greens. Every year I grow a little bigger, a little more majestic, and I can see the earth from a little bit higher. I grow very proud of the life I harbor within my branches and on my bark. So many creatures come and go, some even stay and make young, and then disappear until the nex... | Oh for God's sake, not again. The fucker just pissed all over me. Right smug little grin on his face as well. Fucking New Years eve I tell you; the worst night of my year, and this asshat is the 7th one already. Wanna piss? Go do it on Gavin over there, he ain't half as pretty as me. Guess that's the price you pay for ... |
As you live the life of an "ordinary" tree, you endure the struggles and triumphs the park life brings. | [WP] You are a tree in a central park, and unknowingly to the people, you can feel and think. | I felt the girl's deep, slow sigh across my cracked skin.
"I just wish things could be easier. Simpler." *Tell me about it,* I thought, then cringed as she did just that.
"Oh, Pine Tree," she crooned, stroking me gently. *Stop that.* "I hate running the rat race of life. I'm so tired of just working, day afte... | I remember a time before,
when few seldom roamed the land.
The forest stretched beyond my sight,
before the time of man.
The stars shown bright upon the sky,
freedom without a thought.
And all that lived, harmonious,
a timeless place that nature wrought.
They came to us, at first so slow,
like my sap within the ic... |
As you live the life of an "ordinary" tree, you endure the struggles and triumphs the park life brings. | [WP] You are a tree in a central park, and unknowingly to the people, you can feel and think. | I have been here for dozens of New Greens. Every year I grow a little bigger, a little more majestic, and I can see the earth from a little bit higher. I grow very proud of the life I harbor within my branches and on my bark. So many creatures come and go, some even stay and make young, and then disappear until the nex... | I remember a time before,
when few seldom roamed the land.
The forest stretched beyond my sight,
before the time of man.
The stars shown bright upon the sky,
freedom without a thought.
And all that lived, harmonious,
a timeless place that nature wrought.
They came to us, at first so slow,
like my sap within the ic... |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well you see Sarah we simply cannot just accept your proposal, there are procedures to follow, it is out of my hands." Harvey flipped back the note chart and casually flicked it across the boardroom table, with one of his insincere smiles plastered across his face. Over an hour of negotiation were about to go down the... | "Oh Steve's just left. You just missed him. He's on a work team building excercise"
He hefted his axe which was dripping fresh blood from the reception desk. The "blood" was actually a mixture of red food colouring and a sugar paste, but actual blood was such a pain in the arse.
"Just know I will be sure to drop by... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | Thag the Smasher of Numbers sat at his desk, his muscles pouring out of his ill-fitting business casual shirt. His desk sat askew from his billowing body frame that threatened to burst his cubicle like a gazelle from a tuft of long bladed grass. He grunted in frustration, as his computer clearly labelled an email reque... | "Oh Steve's just left. You just missed him. He's on a work team building excercise"
He hefted his axe which was dripping fresh blood from the reception desk. The "blood" was actually a mixture of red food colouring and a sugar paste, but actual blood was such a pain in the arse.
"Just know I will be sure to drop by... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | The sun, a skybound golden coin
Rising twixt the earth and sky.
Red numbers on my clock, bedside,
Bid me from my slumber rise.
Shirt, white creased, with buttoned cuff
Fixed round my neck with silken tie
And belted trousers, woven there
From cotton, khaki, as the dust.
The bus, great beast with clear glass ... | "Oh Steve's just left. You just missed him. He's on a work team building excercise"
He hefted his axe which was dripping fresh blood from the reception desk. The "blood" was actually a mixture of red food colouring and a sugar paste, but actual blood was such a pain in the arse.
"Just know I will be sure to drop by... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | It was a fine door, made of solid oak, lovingly crafted by a master artisan in her prime. Standing roughly eight feet tall at the end of the conference room, this particular door flooded the adjoining hallway with a sense of strength, stoicism, and imposing clout. The people meeting behind that door determined the fate... | "Oh Steve's just left. You just missed him. He's on a work team building excercise"
He hefted his axe which was dripping fresh blood from the reception desk. The "blood" was actually a mixture of red food colouring and a sugar paste, but actual blood was such a pain in the arse.
"Just know I will be sure to drop by... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | *Scene: a bloodthirsty barbarian running around a modern office swinging his axe all over the place. A male office worker approaches a woman in a cubicle.*
Man: What's going on?
Woman: Oh, it's the new guy from accounting. They say he's serious about cutting costs.
*The barbarian's axe cleaves into a desk and breaks... | "Oh Steve's just left. You just missed him. He's on a work team building excercise"
He hefted his axe which was dripping fresh blood from the reception desk. The "blood" was actually a mixture of red food colouring and a sugar paste, but actual blood was such a pain in the arse.
"Just know I will be sure to drop by... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | "Oh Steve's just left. You just missed him. He's on a work team building excercise"
He hefted his axe which was dripping fresh blood from the reception desk. The "blood" was actually a mixture of red food colouring and a sugar paste, but actual blood was such a pain in the arse.
"Just know I will be sure to drop by... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well you see Sarah we simply cannot just accept your proposal, there are procedures to follow, it is out of my hands." Harvey flipped back the note chart and casually flicked it across the boardroom table, with one of his insincere smiles plastered across his face. Over an hour of negotiation were about to go down the... | Three. This was his third time. The back of my neck started tingling almost before I had finished reading the subjectline of the email. I knew any email involving Barry's name could only mean one thing: yet another breach of expense reporting protocol. The new accounting software upgrade 5 months ago, with its paper... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | Thag the Smasher of Numbers sat at his desk, his muscles pouring out of his ill-fitting business casual shirt. His desk sat askew from his billowing body frame that threatened to burst his cubicle like a gazelle from a tuft of long bladed grass. He grunted in frustration, as his computer clearly labelled an email reque... | Three. This was his third time. The back of my neck started tingling almost before I had finished reading the subjectline of the email. I knew any email involving Barry's name could only mean one thing: yet another breach of expense reporting protocol. The new accounting software upgrade 5 months ago, with its paper... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | *Scene: a bloodthirsty barbarian running around a modern office swinging his axe all over the place. A male office worker approaches a woman in a cubicle.*
Man: What's going on?
Woman: Oh, it's the new guy from accounting. They say he's serious about cutting costs.
*The barbarian's axe cleaves into a desk and breaks... | Three. This was his third time. The back of my neck started tingling almost before I had finished reading the subjectline of the email. I knew any email involving Barry's name could only mean one thing: yet another breach of expense reporting protocol. The new accounting software upgrade 5 months ago, with its paper... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | Three. This was his third time. The back of my neck started tingling almost before I had finished reading the subjectline of the email. I knew any email involving Barry's name could only mean one thing: yet another breach of expense reporting protocol. The new accounting software upgrade 5 months ago, with its paper... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well you see Sarah we simply cannot just accept your proposal, there are procedures to follow, it is out of my hands." Harvey flipped back the note chart and casually flicked it across the boardroom table, with one of his insincere smiles plastered across his face. Over an hour of negotiation were about to go down the... | /u/Luna_LoveWell has ruined this for me, but here goes...
The hour is 1630. The evening is Freya's day. My colleagues are removing their ties and leaving early, slovenly sauntering to the bar over the road. But there remains reconciliation to be done. This is time for /u/Veganpuncher.
The VP gazes, condescendingly, o... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | Thag the Smasher of Numbers sat at his desk, his muscles pouring out of his ill-fitting business casual shirt. His desk sat askew from his billowing body frame that threatened to burst his cubicle like a gazelle from a tuft of long bladed grass. He grunted in frustration, as his computer clearly labelled an email reque... | /u/Luna_LoveWell has ruined this for me, but here goes...
The hour is 1630. The evening is Freya's day. My colleagues are removing their ties and leaving early, slovenly sauntering to the bar over the road. But there remains reconciliation to be done. This is time for /u/Veganpuncher.
The VP gazes, condescendingly, o... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | Axes clanged together and sweat dripped from my brow. I reveled in the slight pain as I went for another blow against my rival. We matched each other blow for blow, and I let a battle cry before backing away slightly. "We must put this fight on hold!"
My rival snarled and lowered his weapon. "Why?"
I pointed to the... | /u/Luna_LoveWell has ruined this for me, but here goes...
The hour is 1630. The evening is Freya's day. My colleagues are removing their ties and leaving early, slovenly sauntering to the bar over the road. But there remains reconciliation to be done. This is time for /u/Veganpuncher.
The VP gazes, condescendingly, o... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | The sun, a skybound golden coin
Rising twixt the earth and sky.
Red numbers on my clock, bedside,
Bid me from my slumber rise.
Shirt, white creased, with buttoned cuff
Fixed round my neck with silken tie
And belted trousers, woven there
From cotton, khaki, as the dust.
The bus, great beast with clear glass ... | /u/Luna_LoveWell has ruined this for me, but here goes...
The hour is 1630. The evening is Freya's day. My colleagues are removing their ties and leaving early, slovenly sauntering to the bar over the road. But there remains reconciliation to be done. This is time for /u/Veganpuncher.
The VP gazes, condescendingly, o... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | It was a fine door, made of solid oak, lovingly crafted by a master artisan in her prime. Standing roughly eight feet tall at the end of the conference room, this particular door flooded the adjoining hallway with a sense of strength, stoicism, and imposing clout. The people meeting behind that door determined the fate... | /u/Luna_LoveWell has ruined this for me, but here goes...
The hour is 1630. The evening is Freya's day. My colleagues are removing their ties and leaving early, slovenly sauntering to the bar over the road. But there remains reconciliation to be done. This is time for /u/Veganpuncher.
The VP gazes, condescendingly, o... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | *Scene: a bloodthirsty barbarian running around a modern office swinging his axe all over the place. A male office worker approaches a woman in a cubicle.*
Man: What's going on?
Woman: Oh, it's the new guy from accounting. They say he's serious about cutting costs.
*The barbarian's axe cleaves into a desk and breaks... | /u/Luna_LoveWell has ruined this for me, but here goes...
The hour is 1630. The evening is Freya's day. My colleagues are removing their ties and leaving early, slovenly sauntering to the bar over the road. But there remains reconciliation to be done. This is time for /u/Veganpuncher.
The VP gazes, condescendingly, o... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | /u/Luna_LoveWell has ruined this for me, but here goes...
The hour is 1630. The evening is Freya's day. My colleagues are removing their ties and leaving early, slovenly sauntering to the bar over the road. But there remains reconciliation to be done. This is time for /u/Veganpuncher.
The VP gazes, condescendingly, o... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | "Well you see Sarah we simply cannot just accept your proposal, there are procedures to follow, it is out of my hands." Harvey flipped back the note chart and casually flicked it across the boardroom table, with one of his insincere smiles plastered across his face. Over an hour of negotiation were about to go down the... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | It was a fine door, made of solid oak, lovingly crafted by a master artisan in her prime. Standing roughly eight feet tall at the end of the conference room, this particular door flooded the adjoining hallway with a sense of strength, stoicism, and imposing clout. The people meeting behind that door determined the fate... | Axes clanged together and sweat dripped from my brow. I reveled in the slight pain as I went for another blow against my rival. We matched each other blow for blow, and I let a battle cry before backing away slightly. "We must put this fight on hold!"
My rival snarled and lowered his weapon. "Why?"
I pointed to the... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | *Scene: a bloodthirsty barbarian running around a modern office swinging his axe all over the place. A male office worker approaches a woman in a cubicle.*
Man: What's going on?
Woman: Oh, it's the new guy from accounting. They say he's serious about cutting costs.
*The barbarian's axe cleaves into a desk and breaks... | Axes clanged together and sweat dripped from my brow. I reveled in the slight pain as I went for another blow against my rival. We matched each other blow for blow, and I let a battle cry before backing away slightly. "We must put this fight on hold!"
My rival snarled and lowered his weapon. "Why?"
I pointed to the... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | Axes clanged together and sweat dripped from my brow. I reveled in the slight pain as I went for another blow against my rival. We matched each other blow for blow, and I let a battle cry before backing away slightly. "We must put this fight on hold!"
My rival snarled and lowered his weapon. "Why?"
I pointed to the... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | *Scene: a bloodthirsty barbarian running around a modern office swinging his axe all over the place. A male office worker approaches a woman in a cubicle.*
Man: What's going on?
Woman: Oh, it's the new guy from accounting. They say he's serious about cutting costs.
*The barbarian's axe cleaves into a desk and breaks... | The sun, a skybound golden coin
Rising twixt the earth and sky.
Red numbers on my clock, bedside,
Bid me from my slumber rise.
Shirt, white creased, with buttoned cuff
Fixed round my neck with silken tie
And belted trousers, woven there
From cotton, khaki, as the dust.
The bus, great beast with clear glass ... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | The sun, a skybound golden coin
Rising twixt the earth and sky.
Red numbers on my clock, bedside,
Bid me from my slumber rise.
Shirt, white creased, with buttoned cuff
Fixed round my neck with silken tie
And belted trousers, woven there
From cotton, khaki, as the dust.
The bus, great beast with clear glass ... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | Office workers are generally not accustomed to threats of violence. They assume their workplace is safe, and violence cannot happen there. Many of these people haven't had to even consider a violent response since middle school. This false sense of security leads to reckless behavior. When confronted with a direct, rea... | It was a strange quirk of reality, that consciousnesses, or 'souls', were not created anew with a new assemblage of biochemical circuitry with each new bouncing baby.
No, reincarnation was very much real, even if the primitive ape-descendants that invented the concept of 'reincarnation' didn't truly realise that they ... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | It was a strange quirk of reality, that consciousnesses, or 'souls', were not created anew with a new assemblage of biochemical circuitry with each new bouncing baby.
No, reincarnation was very much real, even if the primitive ape-descendants that invented the concept of 'reincarnation' didn't truly realise that they ... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Kronk want grande chai tea latte, 3 pump, skim milk, lite water, no foam, extra hot in a big cup to go. Make sure to only half fill." The Starbucks attendant sighed. standing before of her was Kronk the gregarious. Local accountant for one of the largest firms in New York. "Would you like your straw today, Kronk? Extr... | It was a strange quirk of reality, that consciousnesses, or 'souls', were not created anew with a new assemblage of biochemical circuitry with each new bouncing baby.
No, reincarnation was very much real, even if the primitive ape-descendants that invented the concept of 'reincarnation' didn't truly realise that they ... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | It was a fine door, made of solid oak, lovingly crafted by a master artisan in her prime. Standing roughly eight feet tall at the end of the conference room, this particular door flooded the adjoining hallway with a sense of strength, stoicism, and imposing clout. The people meeting behind that door determined the fate... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | *Scene: a bloodthirsty barbarian running around a modern office swinging his axe all over the place. A male office worker approaches a woman in a cubicle.*
Man: What's going on?
Woman: Oh, it's the new guy from accounting. They say he's serious about cutting costs.
*The barbarian's axe cleaves into a desk and breaks... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | Office workers are generally not accustomed to threats of violence. They assume their workplace is safe, and violence cannot happen there. Many of these people haven't had to even consider a violent response since middle school. This false sense of security leads to reckless behavior. When confronted with a direct, rea... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Well, hello, Mary. This is Grabthar, our new accounts receivable clerk. He is being brought in to help with our more delinquent accounts."
I looked up from my computer screen, not that I was anxious to meet our new clerk. They were a dime a dozen here. You gotta have a thick skin in receivables, most people I met he... | "YOU HAVE HUMILIATED ME FOR THE LA-" I stopped mid speech, once again the entire office had their eyes on me, quietly I sat back down in my tiny chair and re-adjusted my tie
*Thy suffering is for Sara* I muttered to myself, re-organizing my desk. I could see my boss smirking, in all his small weak frame I could see ho... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Kronk want grande chai tea latte, 3 pump, skim milk, lite water, no foam, extra hot in a big cup to go. Make sure to only half fill." The Starbucks attendant sighed. standing before of her was Kronk the gregarious. Local accountant for one of the largest firms in New York. "Would you like your straw today, Kronk? Extr... | "YOU HAVE HUMILIATED ME FOR THE LA-" I stopped mid speech, once again the entire office had their eyes on me, quietly I sat back down in my tiny chair and re-adjusted my tie
*Thy suffering is for Sara* I muttered to myself, re-organizing my desk. I could see my boss smirking, in all his small weak frame I could see ho... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "So, you're the new intern, eh?" asked Ted, straightening his tie. "Well don't worry, what you're going to do here isn't all that tricky, I'll have you prepped in no time."
"Alright," smiled Jessica brightly. "So should we start wi-"
"TED! WHERE ARE FORMS!?" came a bellow from another room.
"I'll have them in a minu... | "YOU HAVE HUMILIATED ME FOR THE LA-" I stopped mid speech, once again the entire office had their eyes on me, quietly I sat back down in my tiny chair and re-adjusted my tie
*Thy suffering is for Sara* I muttered to myself, re-organizing my desk. I could see my boss smirking, in all his small weak frame I could see ho... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "Kronk want grande chai tea latte, 3 pump, skim milk, lite water, no foam, extra hot in a big cup to go. Make sure to only half fill." The Starbucks attendant sighed. standing before of her was Kronk the gregarious. Local accountant for one of the largest firms in New York. "Would you like your straw today, Kronk? Extr... | "Morning, Mr. Grarf," said Kim, my secretary, as she entered my room with a cup of coffee. Her yellow blouse made her smile seem even brighter.
"What this?" I said, pushing a stack of papers across my wide oak table to her. Hearing a soft ripping sound, I froze and retracted my arm. My clothes were already stretched t... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | "So, you're the new intern, eh?" asked Ted, straightening his tie. "Well don't worry, what you're going to do here isn't all that tricky, I'll have you prepped in no time."
"Alright," smiled Jessica brightly. "So should we start wi-"
"TED! WHERE ARE FORMS!?" came a bellow from another room.
"I'll have them in a minu... | "Morning, Mr. Grarf," said Kim, my secretary, as she entered my room with a cup of coffee. Her yellow blouse made her smile seem even brighter.
"What this?" I said, pushing a stack of papers across my wide oak table to her. Hearing a soft ripping sound, I froze and retracted my arm. My clothes were already stretched t... | |
[WP] You are a bloodthirsty, battle-axe wielding barbarian. You work for a multinational corporation, in the accounting department. | At 5 PM, Lothrak shut off his computer monitor and stood up, sending his braided beard tumbling down. He nodded to Ted in the cubicle next to him. "Farewell, Ted of the Accounting Department!" he shouted, thumping his chest with a closed fist in what must have been some kind of Viking farewell tradition or something. ... | "Intern girl, bring me the files!" Codin yelled. A young woman scrambled into the room with a stack of files that she set upon Codin's desk. Then, as she had been taught to do, she backed away and bowed her head so that Codin would not perceive her as a threat.
"Heathen!" Codin yelled. "These files are not organized ... | |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | Who is that raven which weeps in the night
But let's not the darkness define her
Who is that raven which has of love fright
And who hides so that it may not find her
Who is that crow who sees the nights tears
And yearns for that sorrowful raven
Who is that crow which takes away all the fears
And offers its wi... | I was completely oblivious to the feeling before I felt it. Love has a weird way of being everywhere. In movies, books and songs. It's everywhere at once and yet at the same time so impossible that when it hits you it's like it isn't you anymore. It isn't the same place anymore. The same pieces are all there only it's ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | I sit with her again for a session of societal soul searching
under a starless night sky
as the air hums with thick humidity around me
and hangs in my lungs heavy.
And my heart aches to reach out and touch her porcelain cheek
now that I've seen the cracks underneath
sh... | I was completely oblivious to the feeling before I felt it. Love has a weird way of being everywhere. In movies, books and songs. It's everywhere at once and yet at the same time so impossible that when it hits you it's like it isn't you anymore. It isn't the same place anymore. The same pieces are all there only it's ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | We met while hanging out with a mutual friend. The moment I saw her I knew I wanted her to be mine. We talk for a few days, I finally invite her over. We watch some shows together, half paying attention to them while we get to know each other. We kiss. I made her mine.
Weeks pass. Months. We're with each other constan... | I was completely oblivious to the feeling before I felt it. Love has a weird way of being everywhere. In movies, books and songs. It's everywhere at once and yet at the same time so impossible that when it hits you it's like it isn't you anymore. It isn't the same place anymore. The same pieces are all there only it's ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | She sat across from me and up two rows
Her scent so strong it tingled my nose
Love was in the air
But could not lift me from my chair
Minds drifting from the task at hand
The beating on my chest I could barely stand
Our souls on paper is what we chose
She drew a thorn and I a rose
Every rose has its thorn, th... | I was completely oblivious to the feeling before I felt it. Love has a weird way of being everywhere. In movies, books and songs. It's everywhere at once and yet at the same time so impossible that when it hits you it's like it isn't you anymore. It isn't the same place anymore. The same pieces are all there only it's ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | There's him. We joke about dicks and memes, punch each other, and all that other guy stuff. He doesn't know that little part of me--the one that likes him. The way he laughs after throwing that bottle of vinegar and baking soda at the principal's window. His smile, his face, his personality. Perfect in the best way.
T... | I was completely oblivious to the feeling before I felt it. Love has a weird way of being everywhere. In movies, books and songs. It's everywhere at once and yet at the same time so impossible that when it hits you it's like it isn't you anymore. It isn't the same place anymore. The same pieces are all there only it's ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | your voice brings blurry lines
suddenly
crispintofocus
your hello hello
high then low
and then i am warm blooded from a lizard to a tiger
flush in my cheeks glint in my
i
catch a whiff of you on the bus
whip around. not you
wishing as i crumble i fall to ash
when do I see you again why do you work so much... | I was completely oblivious to the feeling before I felt it. Love has a weird way of being everywhere. In movies, books and songs. It's everywhere at once and yet at the same time so impossible that when it hits you it's like it isn't you anymore. It isn't the same place anymore. The same pieces are all there only it's ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | He has a quirky smile, with one side of his mouth a little higher than the other. Sometimes I kiss it, just because.
He likes to wear gym shorts. Lazy day? Gym shorts. Errands? Gym shorts. Car trip? Gym shorts. Hiking? Dinner? Hanging out? Probably gym shorts. I was annoyed at the beginning but now I know better. It's... | I was completely oblivious to the feeling before I felt it. Love has a weird way of being everywhere. In movies, books and songs. It's everywhere at once and yet at the same time so impossible that when it hits you it's like it isn't you anymore. It isn't the same place anymore. The same pieces are all there only it's ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | Everyone says he has the hands of a fighter.
Yet they've never felt his gentle palms.
He could cradle a feather as well as break a stone.
There's a desperation in his eyes.
He's always trying to make them proud.
I've always tried to make him proud.
Together we are prouder than the wind.
Nobody hits harder,... | I was completely oblivious to the feeling before I felt it. Love has a weird way of being everywhere. In movies, books and songs. It's everywhere at once and yet at the same time so impossible that when it hits you it's like it isn't you anymore. It isn't the same place anymore. The same pieces are all there only it's ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | Who is that raven which weeps in the night
But let's not the darkness define her
Who is that raven which has of love fright
And who hides so that it may not find her
Who is that crow who sees the nights tears
And yearns for that sorrowful raven
Who is that crow which takes away all the fears
And offers its wi... | She's not perfect in the way she walks,
Nor is she in the way that she talks.
Her face is little a bove average looks,
I'm still get ting used to the way that she cooks.
Our musical tastes are not quite the same.
We like different things, it's a damn shame.
What matters the most between her and I
Is ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | I sit with her again for a session of societal soul searching
under a starless night sky
as the air hums with thick humidity around me
and hangs in my lungs heavy.
And my heart aches to reach out and touch her porcelain cheek
now that I've seen the cracks underneath
sh... | She's not perfect in the way she walks,
Nor is she in the way that she talks.
Her face is little a bove average looks,
I'm still get ting used to the way that she cooks.
Our musical tastes are not quite the same.
We like different things, it's a damn shame.
What matters the most between her and I
Is ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | We met while hanging out with a mutual friend. The moment I saw her I knew I wanted her to be mine. We talk for a few days, I finally invite her over. We watch some shows together, half paying attention to them while we get to know each other. We kiss. I made her mine.
Weeks pass. Months. We're with each other constan... | She's not perfect in the way she walks,
Nor is she in the way that she talks.
Her face is little a bove average looks,
I'm still get ting used to the way that she cooks.
Our musical tastes are not quite the same.
We like different things, it's a damn shame.
What matters the most between her and I
Is ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | She sat across from me and up two rows
Her scent so strong it tingled my nose
Love was in the air
But could not lift me from my chair
Minds drifting from the task at hand
The beating on my chest I could barely stand
Our souls on paper is what we chose
She drew a thorn and I a rose
Every rose has its thorn, th... | She's not perfect in the way she walks,
Nor is she in the way that she talks.
Her face is little a bove average looks,
I'm still get ting used to the way that she cooks.
Our musical tastes are not quite the same.
We like different things, it's a damn shame.
What matters the most between her and I
Is ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | There's him. We joke about dicks and memes, punch each other, and all that other guy stuff. He doesn't know that little part of me--the one that likes him. The way he laughs after throwing that bottle of vinegar and baking soda at the principal's window. His smile, his face, his personality. Perfect in the best way.
T... | She's not perfect in the way she walks,
Nor is she in the way that she talks.
Her face is little a bove average looks,
I'm still get ting used to the way that she cooks.
Our musical tastes are not quite the same.
We like different things, it's a damn shame.
What matters the most between her and I
Is ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | your voice brings blurry lines
suddenly
crispintofocus
your hello hello
high then low
and then i am warm blooded from a lizard to a tiger
flush in my cheeks glint in my
i
catch a whiff of you on the bus
whip around. not you
wishing as i crumble i fall to ash
when do I see you again why do you work so much... | She's not perfect in the way she walks,
Nor is she in the way that she talks.
Her face is little a bove average looks,
I'm still get ting used to the way that she cooks.
Our musical tastes are not quite the same.
We like different things, it's a damn shame.
What matters the most between her and I
Is ... |
[deleted] | [WP] Alright guys let's get it all out. Describe the person you love. It can be poetry, prose, binary for all I care. Make me feel. | He has a quirky smile, with one side of his mouth a little higher than the other. Sometimes I kiss it, just because.
He likes to wear gym shorts. Lazy day? Gym shorts. Errands? Gym shorts. Car trip? Gym shorts. Hiking? Dinner? Hanging out? Probably gym shorts. I was annoyed at the beginning but now I know better. It's... | She's not perfect in the way she walks,
Nor is she in the way that she talks.
Her face is little a bove average looks,
I'm still get ting used to the way that she cooks.
Our musical tastes are not quite the same.
We like different things, it's a damn shame.
What matters the most between her and I
Is ... |
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