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[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,... | 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. | 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 just the right kind of perfect.
Not the perfect you're thinking of, and not the perfect he or she or it is thinking of. But *my* perfect.
The way she matches my edges and fills the holes in my heart, it's almost tailor-made.
Or maybe when her lips fit into mine, and they lock, just right.
Maybe it's because ... |
[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 just the right kind of perfect.
Not the perfect you're thinking of, and not the perfect he or she or it is thinking of. But *my* perfect.
The way she matches my edges and fills the holes in my heart, it's almost tailor-made.
Or maybe when her lips fit into mine, and they lock, just right.
Maybe it's because ... |
[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 just the right kind of perfect.
Not the perfect you're thinking of, and not the perfect he or she or it is thinking of. But *my* perfect.
The way she matches my edges and fills the holes in my heart, it's almost tailor-made.
Or maybe when her lips fit into mine, and they lock, just right.
Maybe it's because ... |
[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 just the right kind of perfect.
Not the perfect you're thinking of, and not the perfect he or she or it is thinking of. But *my* perfect.
The way she matches my edges and fills the holes in my heart, it's almost tailor-made.
Or maybe when her lips fit into mine, and they lock, just right.
Maybe it's because ... |
[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... | We make more sense than love.
We are bonded in our determination to cultivate a healthy relationship for each other to share. Therapy, sadness, confusion, self-esteem, all things we both struggle with.
When we're together, we either melt into each other or simply melt each other.
When we're apart, we fight.
When we... |
[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 haven't met you yet. I imagine leaning on the hood of your car in hundred degree weather while we wait for my sister to find her keys; that crunkle-pop! noise when I lean too far back and you wrinkle your nose at me. Sometimes you wear Adam Lambert glam eye-liner and I think that maybe you'd be the one who'd finally ... |
[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... | 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... |
[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... | 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... |
[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... | Of all the the lights in the sky
She shines brighter than I can deny
What she has I can't define
What she seeks is not to find
I talk but no words come out
I always fill myself with doubt
There's something I'd like to ask
But it's just such a risky task
So for now we'll stay friends ... |
[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... | Of all the the lights in the sky
She shines brighter than I can deny
What she has I can't define
What she seeks is not to find
I talk but no words come out
I always fill myself with doubt
There's something I'd like to ask
But it's just such a risky task
So for now we'll stay friends ... |
[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... | Of all the the lights in the sky
She shines brighter than I can deny
What she has I can't define
What she seeks is not to find
I talk but no words come out
I always fill myself with doubt
There's something I'd like to ask
But it's just such a risky task
So for now we'll stay friends ... |
[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... | Of all the the lights in the sky
She shines brighter than I can deny
What she has I can't define
What she seeks is not to find
I talk but no words come out
I always fill myself with doubt
There's something I'd like to ask
But it's just such a risky task
So for now we'll stay friends ... |
[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... | Of all the the lights in the sky
She shines brighter than I can deny
What she has I can't define
What she seeks is not to find
I talk but no words come out
I always fill myself with doubt
There's something I'd like to ask
But it's just such a risky task
So for now we'll stay friends ... |
[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,... | Of all the the lights in the sky
She shines brighter than I can deny
What she has I can't define
What she seeks is not to find
I talk but no words come out
I always fill myself with doubt
There's something I'd like to ask
But it's just such a risky task
So for now we'll stay friends ... |
[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 met him in college, long long ago. He was strong and goofy and a little broken. Blonde and always fresh-showered clean and probably destined to go bald. I was lost, confused, and young in ways I wouldn't understand for decades. Neither of us was ready or willing for what we felt. Fear divided us so life moved us apar... | Of all the the lights in the sky
She shines brighter than I can deny
What she has I can't define
What she seeks is not to find
I talk but no words come out
I always fill myself with doubt
There's something I'd like to ask
But it's just such a risky task
So for now we'll stay friends ... |
[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 find it pretty hard to understand emotions and empathise with others. I'm terrible at the whole socialising thing but I get by somehow. The thing is, I have acquaintances instead of friends. No one wants to start the conversation with me, no one texts to see how I'm doing, no one has my back when shit hits the fan.
... | Of all the the lights in the sky
She shines brighter than I can deny
What she has I can't define
What she seeks is not to find
I talk but no words come out
I always fill myself with doubt
There's something I'd like to ask
But it's just such a risky task
So for now we'll stay friends ... |
[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... | 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... |
[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... | 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... |
[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... | 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... |
[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,... | 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... |
[WP] A young man is given unlimited wishes, the bad side being that every time he wishes for something he forgets something very important. | It was always something important. The problem is, what's "important" is subjective. It doesn't only change from person to person, but also within a single person as they grow.
When it first started, those with the ability would wish randomly. No one knew the consequences. It took a little longer to catch on because ... | I'd always saved my wishes in case I ever needed them. Today was the day. I'd gotten duumped and I really needed a pick-me-up.
"Gene." I called for him.
"Yes? Will you have a wish today?" He asked me.
I smiled and nodded, "Yes I will. Cheesecake please!"
Gene stared at me a moment, but I was impatient. Cheese cak... | |
[WP] A young man is given unlimited wishes, the bad side being that every time he wishes for something he forgets something very important. | It was always something important. The problem is, what's "important" is subjective. It doesn't only change from person to person, but also within a single person as they grow.
When it first started, those with the ability would wish randomly. No one knew the consequences. It took a little longer to catch on because ... | A plume of smoke appeared before me, and before I could even blink, a man dressed in purple was standing where my mothers horrible teapot had just been.
"WHO DARES AWAKE ME FROM MY- Oh, hello Dave."
I raise my hand in acknowledgement.
"Hey Bryce."
"Got anything you need from me?"
I nod.
"Well," I begin, "I just ... | |
[WP] A young man is given unlimited wishes, the bad side being that every time he wishes for something he forgets something very important. | 'Whenever you wish for something, you will lose a memory most important to you.'
Those words stuck in my mind as I remembered when I was young, wanting to be rich.
How important could memories be anyway?
I'd learnt the answer to that the hard way. I wished to be a millionaire and it happened but I couldn't remembe... | I wish I had a way to cool my self down!
But now I can't remember how to get in to town.
I wish I had a dick as big as a porn star!
But now I don't know where the switch on the walls are.
I wish for trampolines instead of a floor!
I do my backflips naked- can't find my underwear drawer.
I wish I never grow ... | |
[WP] "So maybe killing Hitler wasn't the BEST idea. We probably should have thought this out more." | The Travel back hadn't been too turbulent, apparently going forward wasn't such an arduous task as forcing your way into the time stream. The two men inside had been in 1934 for weeks planning their attack. A marine corps scout sniper and his spotter, an FBI agent. The unlikely pair was sent to ensure backup options we... | "That's what we all said"
"Alright well let's dwell on the past"
"Why because it makes you look like an idiot?"
"No, because there's nothing we can do about it"
"But we have a time machine"
"Hey guys, just finished destroying the time machine"
"You did what?"
"I...I destroyed the time machine. Like you said"
"W... | |
[WP] You've just had your prayer for enough money to last you for the rest of your life answered. You received $1.00. | - Three dollars ninenty nine cents please. - Said the cashier.
- Just a second. - I answered nervously looking through my pockets. - I only have two dollars, oh and ninety nine cent. - I said showing the cashier money in my shaking hand.
- I am sorry I cannot sell you this.
- Please, half of it? Please.
- I am sorry. I... | My father had died. He was a failed business man, always coming up with ideas to make money but never really getting there. Sometimes we had money but mostly he lost money. Once, when I was a kid, he "borrowed" my little saving for an investment in a telephone directory of free "800" numbers. He promised to pay it ... | |
[WP] You begin to suspect, after a string of unusual occurrences, that your roommate has the power to control time. | The third worst thing about eating tacos is when the shell splits in half because there's too much meat inside. The second worst thing is when you bite into your taco, and the meat juices start to dribble down the side of your hand. The worst thing, though, is when you're about to bite into your perfectly handcrafted t... | Tulsa ain't a big town for sublets. Go on Tulsa craigslist, it's a fucking ghost town. People don't come to Tulsa for a little while. If you're here, you're stuck here and a twelve month lease will suit you just fine. So, honestly, the first thing that was weird with Sally was how she was looking to sublet in the f... | |
[WP] Invoke an emotion in the reader, whether it be laughter, tears, or rage - make me feel something. | The chilly autumn wind was making leaves dance in pirouettes around him. He saw her tucking her coat tightly around her body as she walked besides him. Her small backpack was decorated with various stickers proclaiming the different causes she was fighting for. Her hair was kept in a loose braid at her upper back, and ... | When I rushed around the corner, my first emotion was excitement. The garage door was open, which meant he was accepting interruptions to his work.
*Thwack, thwack, thwack.*
I stood in the entryway, looking up into that familiar, strong, reliable face. How often now had I rushed home from the bus stop just to see wha... | |
[WP] Invoke an emotion in the reader, whether it be laughter, tears, or rage - make me feel something. | Sometime after he left she wrote a seven page letter and put it under her bed, taking it out periodically throughout the coming days and reading it again and again as though it would bring out some understanding of what had happened. He'd left without so much as a word, without telling her that it wasn't working out or... | When I rushed around the corner, my first emotion was excitement. The garage door was open, which meant he was accepting interruptions to his work.
*Thwack, thwack, thwack.*
I stood in the entryway, looking up into that familiar, strong, reliable face. How often now had I rushed home from the bus stop just to see wha... | |
[WP] Invoke an emotion in the reader, whether it be laughter, tears, or rage - make me feel something. | There once was a man named Jin, and the day his daughter was born was the happiest day in his life. The day he brought her home was the second saddest day in his life.
Jin insisted that they needed to buy some soju and celebrate the birth of their Seonsil, but Inyung, who was far too tired and exhausted from the pains... | When I rushed around the corner, my first emotion was excitement. The garage door was open, which meant he was accepting interruptions to his work.
*Thwack, thwack, thwack.*
I stood in the entryway, looking up into that familiar, strong, reliable face. How often now had I rushed home from the bus stop just to see wha... | |
[WP] Invoke an emotion in the reader, whether it be laughter, tears, or rage - make me feel something. | There once was a man named Jin, and the day his daughter was born was the happiest day in his life. The day he brought her home was the second saddest day in his life.
Jin insisted that they needed to buy some soju and celebrate the birth of their Seonsil, but Inyung, who was far too tired and exhausted from the pains... | Both of them knew it. I mean, he hadn't uttered a single word or syllable thus far, and he was approaching three years. The appointment only confirmed what James and Abby already knew, their son was on the autistic spectrum.
Thankfully, early intervention was kind towards Nathan and his parents. He began to speak, in... | |
[WP] You're a scientist in a lab, your assistant just said "oops." | "Oops", I heard Frank at the other end of the lab.
"Frank, can give me a brief and clear reason for that 'oops' of yours?"
Frank adjusted his glasses. His forehead was shining with sweat. He stuttered a word or two before spilling the beans.
"I... Um, I think I accidentaly let one of the genetically enhanced spiders... | “I just need to add another 0.1 mg. of this to the syringe and inject into…”
“Oops.” interrupted my assistant.
Cold sweat erupted from my brow. My heart jumped into my throat. I whirl around as fast as I could. My mind raced. What could he have done? Did he release one of the viruses they were working with? Which on... | |
[WP] You're a scientist in a lab, your assistant just said "oops." | "Oops."
"What happened!?"
"I accidentally broke the test tube."
"Do you know what you've done?! That tube alone costed us 5 dollars! We aren't made of money!"
"Sorry, won't happen again." | "Oops."
"Oops?"
"... Oops."
"Oops!?"
Dr. Cavendish turned sharply on his heel and speed walked across the pristine lab. He came upon his assistant, Dr. Yu, standing completely still over a containment chamber. His brown almond eyes transfixed on the seemingly empty vessel.
"What do you mean 'oops!?'" Dr. Cavendi... | |
[WP] It's the end of the world, and only one man can fix it. His name? Dad. | James Shao sits on the trunk of a fallen tree on the Californian coastline, gazing at the waves. Early morning light spills pink and orange watercolors over the ocean. The surf crashes onto the pebbled beach, spray glistening in the air for a moment, catching the light in a sparkling curtain, and receding back into the... | When you finally sit up, the circle of white tallow candles around you is burning low. You haven’t been on earth in a while, a couple of weeks maybe, but your fire safety instinct remains strong: your first move is to lick your fingers and pinch out the flames. Then you look around. You realize you woke up sitting on a... | |
[WP] Your SO just got home from work. Moments later they text saying they'll be home late. | There was some fumbling at the door. It was time for Jessica to get home. Sometimes I unlock the door but today I hadn't bothered since I had been busy writing. It really doesn't matter either way; she has a key. She continued to fumble with the door for a bit. Finally, she stopped and my phone vibrated. She must've lo... | I slammed the door shut and slumped on the couch, grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V. Then, my phone buzzed. I looked down and saw a number I didn't recognize.
"I'll be working late, don't wait up for dinner. -XOxo"
The phone fell to the floor as my right hand instantly vanished.
Shocked, I stared ponderously ... | |
Edit: Well this took off better than I expected. We got all kinds of stuff here: romance, comedy, horror, twist endings, even a dab at poetry. I love it! | [WP] The main character just found out that their significant other is not only a shapeshifter, but also every person they've ever dated. | "Won't your wife get jealous," I whisper as I lean in to touch John's arm.
"Naw, she is the the jealous type," he smirks, knowing it's a lie. "Anyways she'll never find out about us getting some drinks here and there." It's always the same with him. You would think pretty blond secretaries fell from trees as often as... | "Is that your reaction?"
-How do you expect me to react Jane? Or is it Carole?
"My name is Jah-Culle. I thought you would freak out."
-Meh.
"Is that seriously your reaction!? I just told you we've actually been dating since you were 16 yeras old, and this is how you react!?
-Yeah, why you still a bitch?
"Excuse m... |
Edit: Well this took off better than I expected. We got all kinds of stuff here: romance, comedy, horror, twist endings, even a dab at poetry. I love it! | [WP] The main character just found out that their significant other is not only a shapeshifter, but also every person they've ever dated. | "You mean to say that you were Frank?"
"*And Bob and Jeff and Paul.*"
"And Rick and James and Christopher?"
"*My dear I was them all.*"
"But what about the barman in
The city with the hat?"
"*With I you've only ever been,
I even am your cat.*"
"You mean to say that Mr Fluff..."
"*Is nothing but a fr... | "Is that your reaction?"
-How do you expect me to react Jane? Or is it Carole?
"My name is Jah-Culle. I thought you would freak out."
-Meh.
"Is that seriously your reaction!? I just told you we've actually been dating since you were 16 yeras old, and this is how you react!?
-Yeah, why you still a bitch?
"Excuse m... |
Edit: Well this took off better than I expected. We got all kinds of stuff here: romance, comedy, horror, twist endings, even a dab at poetry. I love it! | [WP] The main character just found out that their significant other is not only a shapeshifter, but also every person they've ever dated. | For the dozenth time, Alex stopped to check his reflection in the mirror. Average height and average weight with a modest drinker's gut, parted dark hair, a decent beard that had just received its weakly trim. He worried at it slightly. Had he trimmed it too much? Not much he could do about that now. He fiddled with hi... | "Is that your reaction?"
-How do you expect me to react Jane? Or is it Carole?
"My name is Jah-Culle. I thought you would freak out."
-Meh.
"Is that seriously your reaction!? I just told you we've actually been dating since you were 16 yeras old, and this is how you react!?
-Yeah, why you still a bitch?
"Excuse m... |
Edit: Well this took off better than I expected. We got all kinds of stuff here: romance, comedy, horror, twist endings, even a dab at poetry. I love it! | [WP] The main character just found out that their significant other is not only a shapeshifter, but also every person they've ever dated. | I did it, I finally told him. I apologized for not telling him sooner.
The look on his face was bringing tears to my eyes. He looked as if I just simultaneously told him Santa wasn't real and his dog Happy didn't go to a farm to live happily ever after. It's such a morbid mix between bewilderment and betrayal. I wonde... | "Is that your reaction?"
-How do you expect me to react Jane? Or is it Carole?
"My name is Jah-Culle. I thought you would freak out."
-Meh.
"Is that seriously your reaction!? I just told you we've actually been dating since you were 16 yeras old, and this is how you react!?
-Yeah, why you still a bitch?
"Excuse m... |
Edit: Well this took off better than I expected. We got all kinds of stuff here: romance, comedy, horror, twist endings, even a dab at poetry. I love it! | [WP] The main character just found out that their significant other is not only a shapeshifter, but also every person they've ever dated. | I did it, I finally told him. I apologized for not telling him sooner.
The look on his face was bringing tears to my eyes. He looked as if I just simultaneously told him Santa wasn't real and his dog Happy didn't go to a farm to live happily ever after. It's such a morbid mix between bewilderment and betrayal. I wonde... | "You mean to say that you were Frank?"
"*And Bob and Jeff and Paul.*"
"And Rick and James and Christopher?"
"*My dear I was them all.*"
"But what about the barman in
The city with the hat?"
"*With I you've only ever been,
I even am your cat.*"
"You mean to say that Mr Fluff..."
"*Is nothing but a fr... |
Edit: Well this took off better than I expected. We got all kinds of stuff here: romance, comedy, horror, twist endings, even a dab at poetry. I love it! | [WP] The main character just found out that their significant other is not only a shapeshifter, but also every person they've ever dated. | I did it, I finally told him. I apologized for not telling him sooner.
The look on his face was bringing tears to my eyes. He looked as if I just simultaneously told him Santa wasn't real and his dog Happy didn't go to a farm to live happily ever after. It's such a morbid mix between bewilderment and betrayal. I wonde... | For the dozenth time, Alex stopped to check his reflection in the mirror. Average height and average weight with a modest drinker's gut, parted dark hair, a decent beard that had just received its weakly trim. He worried at it slightly. Had he trimmed it too much? Not much he could do about that now. He fiddled with hi... |
[WP] Apathy has reached dangerously high levels. | So this is the way the world ends.
No one really noticed the first wave, when Universities across the country reported a pass rate for final exams of roughly 12%. Midterms next semester might have gotten people to notice, except the Universities didn't bother reporting on anything.
The election here in the States sho... | “Eh, whatever.”
The intelligence officer looked at the President over his glasses.
“Did you just say *whatever*?”
“Yeah. I mean...whats the point, anyway?”
A pile of manila folders slammed onto the desk.
“*This* is what's important. *This* is the next federal budget. We've already extended the deadline, twice, an... | |
If you have an idea from the title then don't read this, but for those who are confused, here's a quick explanation:
A killing game, or [Deadly Game](http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeadlyGame) as TV Tropes puts it (though they do describe a more specific variant), is a game in which players are required or... | [WP] A killing game has begun. Introduce the players, set the scene. | There were eight of us originally.
We did not know what brought us here. We were obviously chosen; hand-picked from the seven billion people on the planet. We had different characteristics. We ranged from young and filled with energy, to old, frail but sustained by wisdom. We were decades apart. None of us were dress... | Welcome to the 4th mansion of Liars VS Liars!
For all you who are unfamiliar with our game-show here's how it works:
There are twelve different contestants - split into two different teams. They have a week to kill everyone on the opposing team. Here's the catch - they have no idea who their team-mates are! Who do th... |
[WP] Legend says, "Whoever removes the sword, will free the kingdom from the Eternal Tyrant." You stand dumbfounded holding the sword in hand, for you are the Tyrant. | "...Whoops."
Tyessa, The Eternal Tyrant, stood with her back facing the crowd and her hands wrapped around the previously ensnared great sword. Before she could think of a way to hide this fact, in true heroic fashion the sky opened and rays of light shone down upon her. The stone that held the sword glowed brightly... | Once upon a time there was a great land called Ferfisev. Although the land was great, its people were not. They were poor, sick, hungry, skinny, and very unhappy. There was no short supply of food or houses that kept the people so down. No, it was all their king's doing.
King Twaswald was a short and very fat man. Al... | |
[WP] You know who your soulmate is once they touch you. Yours just punched the shit out of you | I watch the lean, tall figure dashing through the crowd, her fiery hair trailing behind her as she nimbly leaps over a crate.
"Shit!" I swear as I force myself faster. I can't lose sight of her. She's got my whole day's earnings under her arm.
Damn pickpockets.
I chase after her, my breathes coming in ragged gasp... | I've never experienced a riot like this. What was intended to be a peaceful protest evolved into an all out street war. Unfortunately, my job requires me to catch every angle of the action. As I run around with my camera, trying to steady it as I continue to roll through the chaos, I see a little boy get trampled in... | |
[WP] You know who your soulmate is once they touch you. Yours just punched the shit out of you | I watch the lean, tall figure dashing through the crowd, her fiery hair trailing behind her as she nimbly leaps over a crate.
"Shit!" I swear as I force myself faster. I can't lose sight of her. She's got my whole day's earnings under her arm.
Damn pickpockets.
I chase after her, my breathes coming in ragged gasp... | "Come on, Tarquin! We're going to be late!"
Margaret took hold of my wrist, her grip like a steely claw. As she began to trot away, her heels clopping on the marbled floor of the theater, I felt her wedding ring dig into the soft flesh below my palm.
"Maggie, babe," I replied as I attempted to yank my arm back. "It's... | |
[WP] You know who your soulmate is once they touch you. Yours just punched the shit out of you | I lick the blood dribbling from my bottom lip and glare up at him. He has a smirk on his face, and his fingers are twitching with lust to hurt me again.
Everywhere he touched me my skin felt electrified. Finally alive. He obviously didn't feel the same as he flexed his fingers and loomed over me.
"Stand up. Your tr... | "Come on, Tarquin! We're going to be late!"
Margaret took hold of my wrist, her grip like a steely claw. As she began to trot away, her heels clopping on the marbled floor of the theater, I felt her wedding ring dig into the soft flesh below my palm.
"Maggie, babe," I replied as I attempted to yank my arm back. "It's... | |
[WP] You know who your soulmate is once they touch you. Yours just punched the shit out of you | Ever since the discovery of the Eros-Cupid waves back in 2046 - humanity's struggle for finding the perfect mate had been severely reduced. No longer did people have to risk their pride to ask a stranger out. Destroy their friendships to take a chance. Leave their peaceful but painful solitude to seek out another th... | "OOOOHHHHHHH!!"
For this drunk lad, the entire world just did a backflip as he dropped like a log. The entire bar simply erupted in a single chorus, wincing at just how hard this woman just ploughed her fist into his face.
"You. Fucking. Asshole!" Jane grunted, as she nursed her fist.
Security just muscled their way... | |
[WP] You wake up to a beautiful morning. The birds are singing, there's not a cloud in the sky. This is terrifying to you. | Things used to be different.
I used to love days like this.
I can still remember warm summer days, playing outside until the stars would come out. Singing and laughing with my friends and getting into endless trouble.
Our mothers would run out, shouting at us to behave and to calm down. But we always knew they lo... | For as long as anyone can remember, the sky has been covered in darkness. It was the norm. Sometimes it rained, other times there was hail. Most of the time there was no precipitation at all. We still have a day/night cycle, but nobody knows where the little light that shines through the clouds comes from. As far as we... | |
Edit: alien / human first contact? 😉 | [WP] spaceships have allways been grown, it's a known fact that it cannot be done any other way. A drifting craft has been found, a mess of parts, rivets and welds, an abomination. | Commander Nightfall stood on the bridge of his Warship turned Freight hauler, watching as his crew run through system checks and their daily processes before he re-engaged another void crossing. This old ship had seen a hard war and didn’t have a lot of the fancy technologies of the other one but the Ship herself didn’... | It was a calm day in the quadrant. War hadn't touched the place in, oh, fifty turns, and it showed. None of the planets there dealt with any leftover radiation, thanks to the dedicated clean-up crews. Species were slowly coming back. Ships were starting to grow again, though only shuttlecraft had been harvest-able, so ... |
Edit: alien / human first contact? 😉 | [WP] spaceships have allways been grown, it's a known fact that it cannot be done any other way. A drifting craft has been found, a mess of parts, rivets and welds, an abomination. | "It's a well known fact that only large living things can withstand travel through the void. Only living ships have a hide thick enough. It has been that way for millennia. The few who questioned why this must be suffered a horrible fate: they had their question answered," the feminine voice emanated out from the wal... | It was a calm day in the quadrant. War hadn't touched the place in, oh, fifty turns, and it showed. None of the planets there dealt with any leftover radiation, thanks to the dedicated clean-up crews. Species were slowly coming back. Ships were starting to grow again, though only shuttlecraft had been harvest-able, so ... |
In other words, write an adventure story (or part of one) from the bartender's perspective | [WP] You're the bartender at a medieval pub, and some very adventurous people just walked in... | Jim could tell alot about a man from the lizard they rode. Most people just saw lizards as a vehicle to travel between the desert cities. Jim saw alot more. And owning the only tavern within a few hours travel, he saw alot of lizards.
Merchants and bandits made up the bulk of Jim's customers. While merchants often rod... | Living next to Zangdar’s tower on the road of Mir-Nodd, the legendary dwarf city, I was used to companies of adventurers. I had seen a lot of them, from battalion of dwarves coming back from the war of Tulgar Laijnek to companies of paladin trying to beat Zangdar’s tower. All those companies didn’t get along every time... |
In other words, write an adventure story (or part of one) from the bartender's perspective | [WP] You're the bartender at a medieval pub, and some very adventurous people just walked in... | "Sir, sir! Incoming, from the South! Four men in shining armor, plus a cart with supplies! Adventurers by the looks of 'em!"
I must admit I was surprised when little Charlie said that. People from the south?! I am used to get a lot of people *going* south - this is the last pub in the Fork Road before the frontier of ... | Living next to Zangdar’s tower on the road of Mir-Nodd, the legendary dwarf city, I was used to companies of adventurers. I had seen a lot of them, from battalion of dwarves coming back from the war of Tulgar Laijnek to companies of paladin trying to beat Zangdar’s tower. All those companies didn’t get along every time... |
In other words, write an adventure story (or part of one) from the bartender's perspective | [WP] You're the bartender at a medieval pub, and some very adventurous people just walked in... | Jim could tell alot about a man from the lizard they rode. Most people just saw lizards as a vehicle to travel between the desert cities. Jim saw alot more. And owning the only tavern within a few hours travel, he saw alot of lizards.
Merchants and bandits made up the bulk of Jim's customers. While merchants often rod... | There’s eight of them. EIGHT. And it’s not like they’re not traveling together, either! They all pranced in here in their little laced boots and feathered hats like they owned the damn place! The whole point of an adventuring party is that you’re supposed to cover each other’s weaknesses, not create some kind of teenag... |
In other words, write an adventure story (or part of one) from the bartender's perspective | [WP] You're the bartender at a medieval pub, and some very adventurous people just walked in... | It was a slow night at the inn. Three regulars and a group of mercenaries. Two regulars -- Jacqueline and Pete -- sat at a nearby table swapping chit-chat, the usual banter best reserved for acquaintances while you wait for your real friends. The other regular, Pongo, nursed his pint at the bar. It was his fifth of... | There’s eight of them. EIGHT. And it’s not like they’re not traveling together, either! They all pranced in here in their little laced boots and feathered hats like they owned the damn place! The whole point of an adventuring party is that you’re supposed to cover each other’s weaknesses, not create some kind of teenag... |
In other words, write an adventure story (or part of one) from the bartender's perspective | [WP] You're the bartender at a medieval pub, and some very adventurous people just walked in... | "Sir, sir! Incoming, from the South! Four men in shining armor, plus a cart with supplies! Adventurers by the looks of 'em!"
I must admit I was surprised when little Charlie said that. People from the south?! I am used to get a lot of people *going* south - this is the last pub in the Fork Road before the frontier of ... | There’s eight of them. EIGHT. And it’s not like they’re not traveling together, either! They all pranced in here in their little laced boots and feathered hats like they owned the damn place! The whole point of an adventuring party is that you’re supposed to cover each other’s weaknesses, not create some kind of teenag... |
In other words, write an adventure story (or part of one) from the bartender's perspective | [WP] You're the bartender at a medieval pub, and some very adventurous people just walked in... | "Sir, sir! Incoming, from the South! Four men in shining armor, plus a cart with supplies! Adventurers by the looks of 'em!"
I must admit I was surprised when little Charlie said that. People from the south?! I am used to get a lot of people *going* south - this is the last pub in the Fork Road before the frontier of ... | Jim could tell alot about a man from the lizard they rode. Most people just saw lizards as a vehicle to travel between the desert cities. Jim saw alot more. And owning the only tavern within a few hours travel, he saw alot of lizards.
Merchants and bandits made up the bulk of Jim's customers. While merchants often rod... |
In other words, write an adventure story (or part of one) from the bartender's perspective | [WP] You're the bartender at a medieval pub, and some very adventurous people just walked in... | "Sir, sir! Incoming, from the South! Four men in shining armor, plus a cart with supplies! Adventurers by the looks of 'em!"
I must admit I was surprised when little Charlie said that. People from the south?! I am used to get a lot of people *going* south - this is the last pub in the Fork Road before the frontier of ... | It was a slow night at the inn. Three regulars and a group of mercenaries. Two regulars -- Jacqueline and Pete -- sat at a nearby table swapping chit-chat, the usual banter best reserved for acquaintances while you wait for your real friends. The other regular, Pongo, nursed his pint at the bar. It was his fifth of... |
[WP] "What I'm about to show you is so top-secret that we had to invent a new security clearance level for it." | "Pilot Forrestal," a man clad in a navy-blue suit stood before you, hand outstretched. "I'm Ed Bennington. In charge of Technical Operations here."
You shake his hand. "Glad to finally meet you."
Bennington is definitely, probably in his late 40s. His black- no, *dark brown* hair is combed back, green-gray eyes set i... | "Commander Brannon, what I'm about to show you is the cumulation of decades of work. It is to top-secret that we had to invent a new clearance level for it and, so far, only four people outside of the development team have been afforded level 12 clearance: Myself, you, the Secretary General and Overseer Smith. You cann... | |
[WP] "What I'm about to show you is so top-secret that we had to invent a new security clearance level for it." | It began with a simple question.
"Do you know why you're here?"
I placed the mug on his table. "Vaguely."
"You've been promoted. Congratulations."
"..."
"You seem thrilled."
"May I ask why? It's just..."
"Out of the blue?"
I scratched the back of my head. "Yeah."
The man in the navy blue suit grinned, but eve... | "Commander Brannon, what I'm about to show you is the cumulation of decades of work. It is to top-secret that we had to invent a new clearance level for it and, so far, only four people outside of the development team have been afforded level 12 clearance: Myself, you, the Secretary General and Overseer Smith. You cann... | |
[WP] "What I'm about to show you is so top-secret that we had to invent a new security clearance level for it." | "Pilot Forrestal," a man clad in a navy-blue suit stood before you, hand outstretched. "I'm Ed Bennington. In charge of Technical Operations here."
You shake his hand. "Glad to finally meet you."
Bennington is definitely, probably in his late 40s. His black- no, *dark brown* hair is combed back, green-gray eyes set i... | The steel blast doors groaned in protest as heavy actuators pulled them apart, revealing a room as devoid of light as the void of space.
"Now, what I'm about to show you is so to-secret that we had to invent a new security clearance level for it."
The man reached into a pocket hidden within his formal jacket and pre... | |
[WP] "What I'm about to show you is so top-secret that we had to invent a new security clearance level for it." | "Pilot Forrestal," a man clad in a navy-blue suit stood before you, hand outstretched. "I'm Ed Bennington. In charge of Technical Operations here."
You shake his hand. "Glad to finally meet you."
Bennington is definitely, probably in his late 40s. His black- no, *dark brown* hair is combed back, green-gray eyes set i... | The world was dark.It felt meticulously maddening but that was nothing new to Ned.He was blind but nevermind.This was accepted by him long ago in a distant memory when he was touched by god.The room he was in felt cavernous and cold.He could hear the slight whirred of the air-conditioner and taste the metallic air of t... | |
[WP] "What I'm about to show you is so top-secret that we had to invent a new security clearance level for it." | It began with a simple question.
"Do you know why you're here?"
I placed the mug on his table. "Vaguely."
"You've been promoted. Congratulations."
"..."
"You seem thrilled."
"May I ask why? It's just..."
"Out of the blue?"
I scratched the back of my head. "Yeah."
The man in the navy blue suit grinned, but eve... | Mary struggled to stand on shaking legs, pushing the hair out of her face and doing her solid best to stand at attention.
"At ease, soldier." The man in the black suit told her simply and she shifted positions even as he shook his head. "You can sit." He corrected her.
It was with relief that Mary sank back into her ... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | It was cold...a dry cold, and the wind was blowing enough to water your eyes and let the chill leak into your bones.
You don't remember a lot from back then, but how could you? It was so very long ago, and I was just a boy. You looked into my eyes, "son, it isn't fair what I have done to you. I can never truly unders... | My mouth hit the floor as the memory of the man I'd forced myself to forget over the last 2 decades rushed back into my mind like a raging current of absence. In an instant, every single scar on my psyche was torn back open. Suddenly it was every Christmas... every birthday that I cried in my poor mother's arms as she'... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | The young man yawned, moaning with a volume fit for a cartoon bear breaking his winter hibernation. Jakob was exhausted from sleeping in late and then attaching his backside to the worn, leather recliner that was the sole piece of furniture in the living room of his one bedroom apartment, not counting the tv stand, of... | My mouth hit the floor as the memory of the man I'd forced myself to forget over the last 2 decades rushed back into my mind like a raging current of absence. In an instant, every single scar on my psyche was torn back open. Suddenly it was every Christmas... every birthday that I cried in my poor mother's arms as she'... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | I stood in shock, total disbelief. His hair matted and tangled curling round his shoulders, some parts falling over his waist.
Before me stood my father, a man who left 20 years ago, with no explination beyond groceries, and here he was. Returned, I had no idea what to say. Thankfully, I didn't need to start the conve... | This man was my father? This was the fucker that left my mum 20 years ago to take care of their year old son? I didn't believe him one bit. Probably was some hobo looking for free food and shelter. Regardless, I decided to listen to his story.
"Before I start, where's your mother?" He started with a challenging quest... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | The air of disbelief hung between us.
He stood there in the doorway; wide-eyed and panting like he’d just been running from something fierce. Incredibly he was still wearing the same clothes he had all those years ago. He shuffled towards my bed, dropping the bag he had clutched in his left hand and limping heavily a... | This man was my father? This was the fucker that left my mum 20 years ago to take care of their year old son? I didn't believe him one bit. Probably was some hobo looking for free food and shelter. Regardless, I decided to listen to his story.
"Before I start, where's your mother?" He started with a challenging quest... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened." He rushed in through the open door and swept everything off the countertop to make space for his groceries. Key Food.
The last Key Food had closed 5 years ago. The Key Food near our house, 10. Who was this straggler who barged into my house? How far and how long had he be... | This man was my father? This was the fucker that left my mum 20 years ago to take care of their year old son? I didn't believe him one bit. Probably was some hobo looking for free food and shelter. Regardless, I decided to listen to his story.
"Before I start, where's your mother?" He started with a challenging quest... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | I stood in shock, total disbelief. His hair matted and tangled curling round his shoulders, some parts falling over his waist.
Before me stood my father, a man who left 20 years ago, with no explination beyond groceries, and here he was. Returned, I had no idea what to say. Thankfully, I didn't need to start the conve... | Stomach growling, I decided to haul my 18-year-old rear out of bed and sneak my way downstairs for a late-night snack. Ma was already in bed reading the evening paper or listening to the radio, so I was sure she wouldn't hear me. As I tiptoed across the hallway floor, a loud series of knocks rang out from the front doo... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "I'm going to get cigarettes," I said.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," I said, shortly after putting on my Calvin Klien Arnold Lace-Up Sneakers.
I left my house with those sneakers, my Pleated Super 100s Worsted Wool Trousers, and my Smartcare™ Traditional Fit Plaid Dress Shirt. Nothing special, but at the time... | It all came back to me the minute I saw him. I tried to resist reliving that wretched day during the day, only for the memories to flood in during the night. This was my nightly struggle.
"Daddy!" I yelled as I ran into his arms.
"Sweetie, before we play with your tea set, I am gonna go get some things at the store.... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | He was never your typical father, but he always cared. He never missed turning a special occasion into a really special occasion. Birthdays were his favorite. One of my lone memories is when he pretended to be a pirate for my sixth birthday, and turned the house into a ship’s galley. I was daddy’s girl, and I loved... | It all came back to me the minute I saw him. I tried to resist reliving that wretched day during the day, only for the memories to flood in during the night. This was my nightly struggle.
"Daddy!" I yelled as I ran into his arms.
"Sweetie, before we play with your tea set, I am gonna go get some things at the store.... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | It had been three years since I set foot in my old home. By then, my mother was long since committed to Restoration Point Psychiatric Hospital. Once my father left us some 20 years ago, she was never the same person. My uncle, her brother, moved in to help take care of us and was putting up the old home for sale shortl... | It all came back to me the minute I saw him. I tried to resist reliving that wretched day during the day, only for the memories to flood in during the night. This was my nightly struggle.
"Daddy!" I yelled as I ran into his arms.
"Sweetie, before we play with your tea set, I am gonna go get some things at the store.... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened." He rushed in through the open door and swept everything off the countertop to make space for his groceries. Key Food.
The last Key Food had closed 5 years ago. The Key Food near our house, 10. Who was this straggler who barged into my house? How far and how long had he be... | It all came back to me the minute I saw him. I tried to resist reliving that wretched day during the day, only for the memories to flood in during the night. This was my nightly struggle.
"Daddy!" I yelled as I ran into his arms.
"Sweetie, before we play with your tea set, I am gonna go get some things at the store.... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened." He rushed in through the open door and swept everything off the countertop to make space for his groceries. Key Food.
The last Key Food had closed 5 years ago. The Key Food near our house, 10. Who was this straggler who barged into my house? How far and how long had he be... | The air of disbelief hung between us.
He stood there in the doorway; wide-eyed and panting like he’d just been running from something fierce. Incredibly he was still wearing the same clothes he had all those years ago. He shuffled towards my bed, dropping the bag he had clutched in his left hand and limping heavily a... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | It had been three years since I set foot in my old home. By then, my mother was long since committed to Restoration Point Psychiatric Hospital. Once my father left us some 20 years ago, she was never the same person. My uncle, her brother, moved in to help take care of us and was putting up the old home for sale shortl... | "I'm going to get cigarettes," I said.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," I said, shortly after putting on my Calvin Klien Arnold Lace-Up Sneakers.
I left my house with those sneakers, my Pleated Super 100s Worsted Wool Trousers, and my Smartcare™ Traditional Fit Plaid Dress Shirt. Nothing special, but at the time... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened." He rushed in through the open door and swept everything off the countertop to make space for his groceries. Key Food.
The last Key Food had closed 5 years ago. The Key Food near our house, 10. Who was this straggler who barged into my house? How far and how long had he be... | "I'm going to get cigarettes," I said.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," I said, shortly after putting on my Calvin Klien Arnold Lace-Up Sneakers.
I left my house with those sneakers, my Pleated Super 100s Worsted Wool Trousers, and my Smartcare™ Traditional Fit Plaid Dress Shirt. Nothing special, but at the time... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened." He rushed in through the open door and swept everything off the countertop to make space for his groceries. Key Food.
The last Key Food had closed 5 years ago. The Key Food near our house, 10. Who was this straggler who barged into my house? How far and how long had he be... | He was never your typical father, but he always cared. He never missed turning a special occasion into a really special occasion. Birthdays were his favorite. One of my lone memories is when he pretended to be a pirate for my sixth birthday, and turned the house into a ship’s galley. I was daddy’s girl, and I loved... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened." He rushed in through the open door and swept everything off the countertop to make space for his groceries. Key Food.
The last Key Food had closed 5 years ago. The Key Food near our house, 10. Who was this straggler who barged into my house? How far and how long had he be... | It had been three years since I set foot in my old home. By then, my mother was long since committed to Restoration Point Psychiatric Hospital. Once my father left us some 20 years ago, she was never the same person. My uncle, her brother, moved in to help take care of us and was putting up the old home for sale shortl... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "Rioting continues over water shortages as what's left of the government scrambles to--"
There was a knock on the door. I shut off the tv and headed over to see who it was.
"Dad?!?"
There he was, looking more haggard and old than he did when he left me and my mom over twenty years ago, carrying a beat-up burlap sack... | "You abandoned me is what happened!" the son quipped.
"What? I'd never! Just hear me out! I may be a little cloudy on the details, though..."
The father, easing into a recliner, sighed. "20 years ago, I left to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. You remember!"
The son nods curiously.
"On the way, I was assaulted by a... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "Oh my goodness... Mom, look out the window!" i yell in disbelief as I peek through the side windows next to our front door.
My mother scampers over, moving her little feet as fast as possible. She begins to weep uncontrollably, a moan of relief bursts out of her. I was not certain who that stranger was walking to m... | "You abandoned me is what happened!" the son quipped.
"What? I'd never! Just hear me out! I may be a little cloudy on the details, though..."
The father, easing into a recliner, sighed. "20 years ago, I left to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. You remember!"
The son nods curiously.
"On the way, I was assaulted by a... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | I say nothing and watch as his anticipation becomes impatience, which becomes disappointment and finally anger.
"You're not going to ask me what happened?" he asks. "Don't you even care?"
"20 years," I say, "I waited 20 years. You can barely wait 20 seconds."
"A wit! How wonderful!" he mutters, "You people are al... | "You abandoned me is what happened!" the son quipped.
"What? I'd never! Just hear me out! I may be a little cloudy on the details, though..."
The father, easing into a recliner, sighed. "20 years ago, I left to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. You remember!"
The son nods curiously.
"On the way, I was assaulted by a... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened."
"You killed your brother in a bar fight and stowed away on one of Salar's ships and ended up enslaved I bet."
"Okay, then you will believe what happened."
"Dad, mom isn't so easy to fool."
"What do you mean?"
"She found your brother and beat him within an inch of his ... | "You abandoned me is what happened!" the son quipped.
"What? I'd never! Just hear me out! I may be a little cloudy on the details, though..."
The father, easing into a recliner, sighed. "20 years ago, I left to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. You remember!"
The son nods curiously.
"On the way, I was assaulted by a... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | I loooked up at this tall, hardened figure.
"You'll never believe what happened," said the sword wielding, bearded man who claimed to be my father. The last time I had seen him was when he went out to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. I decided to listen to him.
"What happened?" I asked, curious.
"I got cigarettes, mi... | "You abandoned me is what happened!" the son quipped.
"What? I'd never! Just hear me out! I may be a little cloudy on the details, though..."
The father, easing into a recliner, sighed. "20 years ago, I left to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. You remember!"
The son nods curiously.
"On the way, I was assaulted by a... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | At first Emma thought he was an old tramp. She glanced at him, smelling the cheap whisky on his breath. Her instinct was to give him some food or a few dollars. It took a moment for the image of the father that sat in her mind to reconcile with this person that stood before her.
Twenty years changes a person. All thes... | "You abandoned me is what happened!" the son quipped.
"What? I'd never! Just hear me out! I may be a little cloudy on the details, though..."
The father, easing into a recliner, sighed. "20 years ago, I left to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. You remember!"
The son nods curiously.
"On the way, I was assaulted by a... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're right," I said. "I don't believe you."
The man - my father - sat across from me, his naked sword laid out across my kitchen table. It was dulled, and covered in scratches, nicks every few inches taken out of the edge of its blade. It looked like my father, his hair a dull steel grey, his face worn with lines.... | "You abandoned me is what happened!" the son quipped.
"What? I'd never! Just hear me out! I may be a little cloudy on the details, though..."
The father, easing into a recliner, sighed. "20 years ago, I left to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. You remember!"
The son nods curiously.
"On the way, I was assaulted by a... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "Oh my goodness... Mom, look out the window!" i yell in disbelief as I peek through the side windows next to our front door.
My mother scampers over, moving her little feet as fast as possible. She begins to weep uncontrollably, a moan of relief bursts out of her. I was not certain who that stranger was walking to m... | "Rioting continues over water shortages as what's left of the government scrambles to--"
There was a knock on the door. I shut off the tv and headed over to see who it was.
"Dad?!?"
There he was, looking more haggard and old than he did when he left me and my mom over twenty years ago, carrying a beat-up burlap sack... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | I say nothing and watch as his anticipation becomes impatience, which becomes disappointment and finally anger.
"You're not going to ask me what happened?" he asks. "Don't you even care?"
"20 years," I say, "I waited 20 years. You can barely wait 20 seconds."
"A wit! How wonderful!" he mutters, "You people are al... | "Rioting continues over water shortages as what's left of the government scrambles to--"
There was a knock on the door. I shut off the tv and headed over to see who it was.
"Dad?!?"
There he was, looking more haggard and old than he did when he left me and my mom over twenty years ago, carrying a beat-up burlap sack... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened."
"You killed your brother in a bar fight and stowed away on one of Salar's ships and ended up enslaved I bet."
"Okay, then you will believe what happened."
"Dad, mom isn't so easy to fool."
"What do you mean?"
"She found your brother and beat him within an inch of his ... | "Rioting continues over water shortages as what's left of the government scrambles to--"
There was a knock on the door. I shut off the tv and headed over to see who it was.
"Dad?!?"
There he was, looking more haggard and old than he did when he left me and my mom over twenty years ago, carrying a beat-up burlap sack... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | I loooked up at this tall, hardened figure.
"You'll never believe what happened," said the sword wielding, bearded man who claimed to be my father. The last time I had seen him was when he went out to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. I decided to listen to him.
"What happened?" I asked, curious.
"I got cigarettes, mi... | "Rioting continues over water shortages as what's left of the government scrambles to--"
There was a knock on the door. I shut off the tv and headed over to see who it was.
"Dad?!?"
There he was, looking more haggard and old than he did when he left me and my mom over twenty years ago, carrying a beat-up burlap sack... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | At first Emma thought he was an old tramp. She glanced at him, smelling the cheap whisky on his breath. Her instinct was to give him some food or a few dollars. It took a moment for the image of the father that sat in her mind to reconcile with this person that stood before her.
Twenty years changes a person. All thes... | "Rioting continues over water shortages as what's left of the government scrambles to--"
There was a knock on the door. I shut off the tv and headed over to see who it was.
"Dad?!?"
There he was, looking more haggard and old than he did when he left me and my mom over twenty years ago, carrying a beat-up burlap sack... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | I say nothing and watch as his anticipation becomes impatience, which becomes disappointment and finally anger.
"You're not going to ask me what happened?" he asks. "Don't you even care?"
"20 years," I say, "I waited 20 years. You can barely wait 20 seconds."
"A wit! How wonderful!" he mutters, "You people are al... | "Oh my goodness... Mom, look out the window!" i yell in disbelief as I peek through the side windows next to our front door.
My mother scampers over, moving her little feet as fast as possible. She begins to weep uncontrollably, a moan of relief bursts out of her. I was not certain who that stranger was walking to m... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened."
"You killed your brother in a bar fight and stowed away on one of Salar's ships and ended up enslaved I bet."
"Okay, then you will believe what happened."
"Dad, mom isn't so easy to fool."
"What do you mean?"
"She found your brother and beat him within an inch of his ... | "Oh my goodness... Mom, look out the window!" i yell in disbelief as I peek through the side windows next to our front door.
My mother scampers over, moving her little feet as fast as possible. She begins to weep uncontrollably, a moan of relief bursts out of her. I was not certain who that stranger was walking to m... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | I loooked up at this tall, hardened figure.
"You'll never believe what happened," said the sword wielding, bearded man who claimed to be my father. The last time I had seen him was when he went out to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. I decided to listen to him.
"What happened?" I asked, curious.
"I got cigarettes, mi... | "Oh my goodness... Mom, look out the window!" i yell in disbelief as I peek through the side windows next to our front door.
My mother scampers over, moving her little feet as fast as possible. She begins to weep uncontrollably, a moan of relief bursts out of her. I was not certain who that stranger was walking to m... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | "You're never going to believe what happened."
"You killed your brother in a bar fight and stowed away on one of Salar's ships and ended up enslaved I bet."
"Okay, then you will believe what happened."
"Dad, mom isn't so easy to fool."
"What do you mean?"
"She found your brother and beat him within an inch of his ... | I say nothing and watch as his anticipation becomes impatience, which becomes disappointment and finally anger.
"You're not going to ask me what happened?" he asks. "Don't you even care?"
"20 years," I say, "I waited 20 years. You can barely wait 20 seconds."
"A wit! How wonderful!" he mutters, "You people are al... | |
[WP] Your father left 20 years ago the night before your birthday to get Cigarettes, Milk, and Bread. Today he comes home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip. The first thing he says to you is "You're never going to believe what happened." | I loooked up at this tall, hardened figure.
"You'll never believe what happened," said the sword wielding, bearded man who claimed to be my father. The last time I had seen him was when he went out to get cigarettes, milk, and bread. I decided to listen to him.
"What happened?" I asked, curious.
"I got cigarettes, mi... | I say nothing and watch as his anticipation becomes impatience, which becomes disappointment and finally anger.
"You're not going to ask me what happened?" he asks. "Don't you even care?"
"20 years," I say, "I waited 20 years. You can barely wait 20 seconds."
"A wit! How wonderful!" he mutters, "You people are al... | |
[WP] Offworld colonists, departing a ruined Earth, are chosen by lottery. A religious leader is the only one in his congregation selected. |     Reverend Marcus Sands had always considered himself a good man, and somewhat to his shame, he was proud of himself. It was a sin to be proud, but it was something he could not help, and did his best not to let his pride blind him to the needs of his flock.
 &nbs... | "It is true, I have been chosen!" exclaimed the preacher to his frenzied congregation. The church erupted into a chorus of *Hallelujah's* and *Amen's*.
Father Damien's eyes were open wide and his head manically twitched as he looked over the occupants of the wooden chairs.
"The horseman has rung his bell! This sinful... | |
Edit: You guys are freaking great. | [WP] Countdown clocks give the date of death of the owner. It is discovered that everyone's clocks cut off before or on August 26th, 2025. Yours cuts off on the 27th. | They made me go on the evening news when it was discovered. They made me sit in stifling lights in face-powder and ponder on the fate of the World. How I thought it was going to happen. Even though I'm a car mechanic, for Christ's sake.
An asteroid, I said the first time. An asteroid crashes into Earth while I'm on on... | Of *course* it was me to go last.
My biggest connection is that to society, the people I love and care for.
My wife, my children, my parents.
When the date came out, my job at NASA officially ended.
Everybody just sort of... gave up? I mean, no work happened. People even covered the countdown timer just to not be... |
Edit: You guys are freaking great. | [WP] Countdown clocks give the date of death of the owner. It is discovered that everyone's clocks cut off before or on August 26th, 2025. Yours cuts off on the 27th. | "Follow me through"
Here we go again. I'm going to receive the same set of questions I normally do when somebody finds out that my cut-off date is always after theirs, as if I know the fucking answer.
I proceed through a ceramic stone doorway into a long, empty and eerie hall.
"The door to your left, he'll be wait... | Of *course* it was me to go last.
My biggest connection is that to society, the people I love and care for.
My wife, my children, my parents.
When the date came out, my job at NASA officially ended.
Everybody just sort of... gave up? I mean, no work happened. People even covered the countdown timer just to not be... |
Edit: You guys are freaking great. | [WP] Countdown clocks give the date of death of the owner. It is discovered that everyone's clocks cut off before or on August 26th, 2025. Yours cuts off on the 27th. | The world was going to end on August 26th, 2025. Thanks to the death clocks, this had been known for years. Everyone got tested. Everyone had their clock. The world was going to end and that was that. One day, I had noticed something strange. I had one more day than everyone else. I was going to spend my last day alive... | Of *course* it was me to go last.
My biggest connection is that to society, the people I love and care for.
My wife, my children, my parents.
When the date came out, my job at NASA officially ended.
Everybody just sort of... gave up? I mean, no work happened. People even covered the countdown timer just to not be... |
Edit: You guys are freaking great. | [WP] Countdown clocks give the date of death of the owner. It is discovered that everyone's clocks cut off before or on August 26th, 2025. Yours cuts off on the 27th. |     When every child is born, they're given a MorteMuetes Inc. Death Detector chip, which is injected into the nape of the neck and uses nanites to merge with the baby's nervous system, and using a predictive algorithm, projects their date of death. It updates itself daily, taking i... | Of *course* it was me to go last.
My biggest connection is that to society, the people I love and care for.
My wife, my children, my parents.
When the date came out, my job at NASA officially ended.
Everybody just sort of... gave up? I mean, no work happened. People even covered the countdown timer just to not be... |
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