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Edit: Thank you all so much for this!! The idea came to me in the shower about a week ago, as a thought about "what really weird things we could find as we set to explore the galaxy?". I liked it because there are so many possible angles, and because it hasn't been done before AFAIK (???). I am having a blast reading a... | [WP] It's the year 2851. Humanity develops interstellar travel and begins to explore the Milky Way galaxy in search for life. However, much to everyone's surprise, instead of alien life we find... Earth's biosphere complete with humans, repeated over and over at different stages of progress. | The planet Auryth was splashed across the holoscreens, a single spot of resplendent green and blue amongst an inky canvas of somber black. The gathered crew in the command bridge silently watched as the reconnaissance probe completed its task, then puttered back slowly to dock with the mothership.
Gareth Hader, First... | It's been 500 years since we discovered that Constellation A-B21 was filled with life. We prepared our best space armies to launch a full-fledged assault. But when we identified the life, our desire to annihilate them...vanished. All we could see on the closest planet were humans. Humans like us.
The same green planet... |
Edit: Thank you all so much for this!! The idea came to me in the shower about a week ago, as a thought about "what really weird things we could find as we set to explore the galaxy?". I liked it because there are so many possible angles, and because it hasn't been done before AFAIK (???). I am having a blast reading a... | [WP] It's the year 2851. Humanity develops interstellar travel and begins to explore the Milky Way galaxy in search for life. However, much to everyone's surprise, instead of alien life we find... Earth's biosphere complete with humans, repeated over and over at different stages of progress. | The planet Auryth was splashed across the holoscreens, a single spot of resplendent green and blue amongst an inky canvas of somber black. The gathered crew in the command bridge silently watched as the reconnaissance probe completed its task, then puttered back slowly to dock with the mothership.
Gareth Hader, First... | As the CSD Persphone approached the edge of the galaxy, her crew gathered on the bridge to celebrate the notable feat. She was the first ship capable of inter-Galactic travel and her crew was now the only explorers to ever leave humanities Galactic home. The sensors indicated they had breached the edges and each looked... |
Have fun! | [WP] You have just defeated the Elite Four and are on your way back home to see your Mom. Along the way you are challenged by a low level trainer in a busy city square. However, he does not know your entire party is made up of legendary Pokemon. | "Hey!" I shouted, "You're the new champion, right?"
The older kid paused and turned to look at me, "yeah, I am."
I swallowed, "Then I challenge you to a battle!"
He sized me up, "what? Aren't you like ten?"
I chuckled, "I'm actually sixteen. I'm just really short. I really like shorts too. They're super comfy."
Th... | "Look, bud, I really don't think that's a good idea" I said, again, not knowing how else to say no. This 10 year old girl had been following me since I entered the city. She was half my size, but was keeping up with my rather quick walking speed. She must be mostly leg, I suppose.
"Hey, I don't tell you how to do your... |
[WP] One day while watching The Price is Right you hear your name called and someone who looks just like you stands up in the audience | Ravenous, David dropped his heavy container of cucumber salad on one of the small, empty tables in the break room and took the seat in front of it. Eagerly, he fought a plastic fork out of a plastic wrapper and began cramming forkfuls of delicious cucumbers into his mouth.
"Oh yeah," he exhaled through a full mouth, a... | Norman clicked on the TV. It whirred, the screen buzzed for a moment, and after a few seconds, the CRT screen came alive. *I really should invest in a new television*, Norman thought to himself. But he was too old fashioned for the fancy new smart-TV screens and high contrast ratios that the "hip kids" were using, and ... | |
Yandere girlfriend and immortal guy! | [WP] Today you found out that your girlfriend is a murderous psychopath as she cuts you into pieces and hugs your severed head while she slept, only for her to found out your secret, that you're an immortal who can survives anything. Describe the morning after that. [Possibly NSFW?] | When my nervous system reconnected and sensation returned to my fingers, I had the distinct urge to wrap them around her still-sleeping throat and throttle her. Instead, I got a good grip on the bloodstained mattress and dumped her straight on the floor. Call me petty, but the woman HAD dismembered me.
Pain and death ... | **Morning, babe!**
OH MY GOD IT SPEAKS!
**Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm immortal. But that's ok. You never told me you were gonna cut me into pieces and cuddle my head.**
If I did, you wouldn't have stuck around.
**Of course I'm sticking around. I'm immortal, remember?**
Uh...
**Yes, my limbs and stuff will heal and... |
Yandere girlfriend and immortal guy! | [WP] Today you found out that your girlfriend is a murderous psychopath as she cuts you into pieces and hugs your severed head while she slept, only for her to found out your secret, that you're an immortal who can survives anything. Describe the morning after that. [Possibly NSFW?] | I was tempted to speak up when she started but I was too surprised I suppose. It is not every day that one is chopped to bits by the woman you love. I stayed quiet and watched her lips curl upward into a satisfied smile as I bled on our bed. It seemed each drop brought her more joy. Not as much joy as cradling my sever... | **Morning, babe!**
OH MY GOD IT SPEAKS!
**Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm immortal. But that's ok. You never told me you were gonna cut me into pieces and cuddle my head.**
If I did, you wouldn't have stuck around.
**Of course I'm sticking around. I'm immortal, remember?**
Uh...
**Yes, my limbs and stuff will heal and... |
Yandere girlfriend and immortal guy! | [WP] Today you found out that your girlfriend is a murderous psychopath as she cuts you into pieces and hugs your severed head while she slept, only for her to found out your secret, that you're an immortal who can survives anything. Describe the morning after that. [Possibly NSFW?] | The screaming, it is usually all I can focus on. It always does hurt like a bitch, but this one hurt in that very special way that knowing the woman you were going to marry viciously murdering you. Luckily she took my head off before she began the major mutilation, or else I would have felt it all. She did give me a ni... | I woke up to tears on my cheeks and apologies in my ear.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I just couldn't control myself--and I had to chop your head off, the other girl was *looking* at you and it wasn't my fault, it was hers--"
"Amy," I said, "what are you talking about?"
She smeared her arm over her face, and replace... |
Yandere girlfriend and immortal guy! | [WP] Today you found out that your girlfriend is a murderous psychopath as she cuts you into pieces and hugs your severed head while she slept, only for her to found out your secret, that you're an immortal who can survives anything. Describe the morning after that. [Possibly NSFW?] | It didn't take long for me to remember the horrors of my nightmare when I woke up. I had dreamt that my girlfriend, Sophie, had brutally murdered me. Although the meaning behind the dream was not clear, I wanted to forget about it so I took a shower.
I thought about our upcoming anniversary as a distraction and I pani... | "Hey babe"
Your girlfriend jumps what seems to be 10 feet in the air.
"You're..alive?!"
"Yeah, turns out I'm immortal. I figured I'd let you have your way with me since that's the only thing that seems to get you off anymore. Besides, this way you can at least stay out of prison."
She's still struggling to get mu... |
Yandere girlfriend and immortal guy! | [WP] Today you found out that your girlfriend is a murderous psychopath as she cuts you into pieces and hugs your severed head while she slept, only for her to found out your secret, that you're an immortal who can survives anything. Describe the morning after that. [Possibly NSFW?] | The screaming, it is usually all I can focus on. It always does hurt like a bitch, but this one hurt in that very special way that knowing the woman you were going to marry viciously murdering you. Luckily she took my head off before she began the major mutilation, or else I would have felt it all. She did give me a ni... | "Hey babe"
Your girlfriend jumps what seems to be 10 feet in the air.
"You're..alive?!"
"Yeah, turns out I'm immortal. I figured I'd let you have your way with me since that's the only thing that seems to get you off anymore. Besides, this way you can at least stay out of prison."
She's still struggling to get mu... |
Yandere girlfriend and immortal guy! | [WP] Today you found out that your girlfriend is a murderous psychopath as she cuts you into pieces and hugs your severed head while she slept, only for her to found out your secret, that you're an immortal who can survives anything. Describe the morning after that. [Possibly NSFW?] | "Good morning, dear."
They said Monday morning couldn't get any worse. So what in the world is any good in today, of all time?
"Can't breathe..." I mumbled in-between her clothed bosom. At least I was thankful to have a girlfriend this well-endowed. If only her mind were as developed as her body.
"Then, don't hug me... | "Hey babe"
Your girlfriend jumps what seems to be 10 feet in the air.
"You're..alive?!"
"Yeah, turns out I'm immortal. I figured I'd let you have your way with me since that's the only thing that seems to get you off anymore. Besides, this way you can at least stay out of prison."
She's still struggling to get mu... |
Yandere girlfriend and immortal guy! | [WP] Today you found out that your girlfriend is a murderous psychopath as she cuts you into pieces and hugs your severed head while she slept, only for her to found out your secret, that you're an immortal who can survives anything. Describe the morning after that. [Possibly NSFW?] | The screaming, it is usually all I can focus on. It always does hurt like a bitch, but this one hurt in that very special way that knowing the woman you were going to marry viciously murdering you. Luckily she took my head off before she began the major mutilation, or else I would have felt it all. She did give me a ni... | It didn't take long for me to remember the horrors of my nightmare when I woke up. I had dreamt that my girlfriend, Sophie, had brutally murdered me. Although the meaning behind the dream was not clear, I wanted to forget about it so I took a shower.
I thought about our upcoming anniversary as a distraction and I pani... |
Yandere girlfriend and immortal guy! | [WP] Today you found out that your girlfriend is a murderous psychopath as she cuts you into pieces and hugs your severed head while she slept, only for her to found out your secret, that you're an immortal who can survives anything. Describe the morning after that. [Possibly NSFW?] | "Good morning, dear."
They said Monday morning couldn't get any worse. So what in the world is any good in today, of all time?
"Can't breathe..." I mumbled in-between her clothed bosom. At least I was thankful to have a girlfriend this well-endowed. If only her mind were as developed as her body.
"Then, don't hug me... | It didn't take long for me to remember the horrors of my nightmare when I woke up. I had dreamt that my girlfriend, Sophie, had brutally murdered me. Although the meaning behind the dream was not clear, I wanted to forget about it so I took a shower.
I thought about our upcoming anniversary as a distraction and I pani... |
[WP] Time travel turned out to be so simple and easy someone put open source instructions on the internet. Everyone and their dog went back to change something. No one has comeback, you and the others who decided to stay try your best to survive in a mostly empty world. | They’d all left so long ago, Jack had forgotten what the city used to sound like. He’d always complained about the noise. Sirens, horns, angry people yelling. All of it seemingly about to boil over into chaos. But now it was the silence that kept him awake. An eerie reminder that he was alone. Every so often the silenc... | Diary Entry 2042C: Took a stroll to the store today to get a newspaper and stock up on some essentials. It was a beautiful day yet again but the eery feeling being the only person on the street doesn't leave me despite the warmth of the sun and the company of bird song. I reach the store and the headline on the San Fra... | |
[WP] As more and more mythical races are revealed, some are starting to wonder if any genuine humans actually exist. | "Hey, Doug! You're a human, right?" Ninthalor asked as Doug sat with his friends.
"Ah... no, I'm half giant," the former high-school basketball player admitted.
"Wait, what about you, Janet?" Ninthalor continued in his line of questioning.
"I'm Fairy, you dipstick. We've had this conversation already," tinkled the ... | Dwarves. Dark elves. High elves. Trolls. Gnomes.
The reaper comes for all.
After the great wars, mankind slowly dwindled. The northern provinces have been primarily High Elven. The southern mostly Dwarven. The Westerlands and the Light Islands have been controlled by the mindless violence of Troll Raiders and Gnome ... | |
[WP] As more and more mythical races are revealed, some are starting to wonder if any genuine humans actually exist. | It's been almost a year now, since I started posting at r/trulyhuman . I'm not a mod or anything there, but I'm one of the most frequent posters there. Here we document how to hide amongst the *others*. My latest post was a comment on a newbie who was wondering how to ensure pool water was neutralized by chlorine or s... | Dwarves. Dark elves. High elves. Trolls. Gnomes.
The reaper comes for all.
After the great wars, mankind slowly dwindled. The northern provinces have been primarily High Elven. The southern mostly Dwarven. The Westerlands and the Light Islands have been controlled by the mindless violence of Troll Raiders and Gnome ... | |
[WP] As more and more mythical races are revealed, some are starting to wonder if any genuine humans actually exist. | **Part 1**
"Hey, Craig! Long time no see!"
Craig had taken a different route today to avoid someone, and almost immediately regretted it. He wasn't expecting to run into... HIM.
"Mordübh?" All he wanted was to get away. He tried to hide it, smiling uncomfortably. "Um, I thought you worked in the West Wing."
The ... | Dwarves. Dark elves. High elves. Trolls. Gnomes.
The reaper comes for all.
After the great wars, mankind slowly dwindled. The northern provinces have been primarily High Elven. The southern mostly Dwarven. The Westerlands and the Light Islands have been controlled by the mindless violence of Troll Raiders and Gnome ... | |
[WP] You get in the elevator, press the button for the twelfth floor, and take a deep drink from your coffee. Somewhere between the fifth and sixth floor, there's a shudder and the lift stops. The door opens, and you're greeted by an astonishing sight. | My weekday morning routine begins at 6:15 AM, when my alarm goes off for the first time. My protocol here is to reach over from my bed to my nightstand, and scoop six tablespoons of grounds into my coffee maker. By 6:18, I have switched the machine on, and by 6:20, I am half asleep again.
At 6:28, my pot of coffee is ... | I can't deal with this job until I've had my coffee.
Everybody thinks that working in HR at Logicua is this big party. Everybody thinks it must be so much fun, with giant salaries and worldly prestige and foosball tables in every breakroom.
And yeah, we have all that. But there's also the drama.
I stepped on the ele... | |
[WP] Aliens often vacation on Earth disguised as humans. There are three big rules. No killing, no love, no revealing what you actually are. It's your first time on Earth and you have broken all three rules in one day. | “You… what?!” asked Jack.
“I know, I know! But I panicked!” said Steve.
“We all freak out a little our first time on Earth… but this is a bit much, don’t you think?”
“But I’d never been with a woman before!”
“I hate to bring it up, but most people don’t kill the first hooker they sleep with. It’s much later in lif... | I couldn't see her standing there,
the blood still in my eyes.
But what I knew I could not fake,
I was wearing no disguise.
I loved her more than she could know,
as I'm sat there with the dead...
and if I'm counting that's all 3,
they'll surely have my head.
| |
[WP] Aliens often vacation on Earth disguised as humans. There are three big rules. No killing, no love, no revealing what you actually are. It's your first time on Earth and you have broken all three rules in one day. | Title: It is still a tape recording.
Marie ripped open a pack of Cheerios, and feasted off the grainy goodness. A few feet away, the dead body of who looked like Marie bled on the green carpet. I looked from the dead body, to the living Marie, and opened my mouth to speak, but no words would come out.
“Do you want so... | "Claryion what the actual fuck!"
I turned my head to look at my friend Doorni who came with me to Earth. It wasn't hard obtaining the space passports or anything so but we just had to follow the three rules.
Everything was going fine and the Two of us were enjoying the trip. Well now I look at my friend sitting on ... | |
[WP] Aliens often vacation on Earth disguised as humans. There are three big rules. No killing, no love, no revealing what you actually are. It's your first time on Earth and you have broken all three rules in one day. | Title: It is still a tape recording.
Marie ripped open a pack of Cheerios, and feasted off the grainy goodness. A few feet away, the dead body of who looked like Marie bled on the green carpet. I looked from the dead body, to the living Marie, and opened my mouth to speak, but no words would come out.
“Do you want so... | Earth.
The wispy clouds and blue oceans beckoned me as my ship cut in through the atmosphere, the tiles on its skin glowing bright red. I gripped the armrest of my seat tighter and closed my eyes as the autopilot continued its descent to the Pacific. Almost there…
I felt a roar as the ramjets kicked in and the ship s... | |
[WP] Tell me an original horror story so scary that I will have trouble falling asleep tonight. | I don't want you to believe this story, though I also feel like it's important for me to tell you that it's all true.
I used to work at an old pub in London. It was built with a victorian edge, thick walls and a deep cellar. I absolutely adored that place, I made my first friends in a new city there and learned a trad... | Your wife gives birth to a beautiful child. After a year of no sleep and countless late night feedings, your baby is finally sleeping through the night. You lay down for what's sure to be a great night sleep. All of a sudden your wife comes out of the bathroom pale as a ghost!!! "I'm pregnant" | |
[WP] Tell me an original horror story so scary that I will have trouble falling asleep tonight. | I don't want you to believe this story, though I also feel like it's important for me to tell you that it's all true.
I used to work at an old pub in London. It was built with a victorian edge, thick walls and a deep cellar. I absolutely adored that place, I made my first friends in a new city there and learned a trad... | I can hear them sceaming, begging me to help them. I screw my eyes shut as though it will shut my ears too. I'd clap my hands over my ears, but I can't let go of the handle. I can't let it out. I can't.
The screams are louder now. They're telling me they have families. That they have to see their children. Maybe we co... | |
[WP] Tell me an original horror story so scary that I will have trouble falling asleep tonight. | The first night it happened, I barely noticed it.
The second night it happened, there was something. Not enough to tell a friend but enough to notice.
The third night it happened, it was enough to tell a friend. Not enough to file a police report, but enough to mention.
"Y'know when I woke up this morning, my windo... | I can hear them sceaming, begging me to help them. I screw my eyes shut as though it will shut my ears too. I'd clap my hands over my ears, but I can't let go of the handle. I can't let it out. I can't.
The screams are louder now. They're telling me they have families. That they have to see their children. Maybe we co... | |
When I mean they have a "real feud" I meant as in they already had some beef or problem between the two of them and now are in classroom court just to clarify. | [WP] Your middle school class history teacher wants to do a mock trial, only to find that the two participants have a real feud. The quiet kid volunteers to be the lawyer for the defense. | "I-I really can't remember, Jeff." Big-boned Billy was a shivering mess before the ruthless, orange juice fueled fervor of Jeff Mitchell, ginger prosecutor in the people's court of Ms. Hendricks's third grade history class. It didn't help that the quiet girl, Sally, was his defense attorney. She'd spent all class writi... | UP FOR DEBATE
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A Short Play
Cast of Characters
Billy Grayson: Male, 15
John Applewood: Male, 15
Mr. Nelson: Male, Mid-thirties
Samantha Marshall: Female, 15
SETTING: Sandra Day O’Connor Middle School. Mr. Nelson’s 8th grade US History class.
AT RISE: The class is divided into two teams. Two r... |
[WP] Your bank heist goes terribly wrong when you realize every single person there is also attempting to rob the bank. | "It's payday fellas!"
I put the mask on, ready for panic. Instead, the rest of the "civilians" put on a mask. Even the tellars put one on! "Wait, what?" I said. "EVERYONE GET THE FUCK DOWN" said the guy with the american flag mask. I hastily told him "Wait, wait! I'm robbing this bank, not you!" He was extremely confus... | Pablo hadn't done anything so reckless in his life, but he couldn't bare to leave his daughter and wife across the border anymore. He buttoned his checkered shirt to his adam apple and looked over the small .44 snub nose that diablo had given him on loan. he placed it in the small deposit bag along with his Mothers spa... | |
[WP] Your bank heist goes terribly wrong when you realize every single person there is also attempting to rob the bank. | "It's payday fellas!"
I put the mask on, ready for panic. Instead, the rest of the "civilians" put on a mask. Even the tellars put one on! "Wait, what?" I said. "EVERYONE GET THE FUCK DOWN" said the guy with the american flag mask. I hastily told him "Wait, wait! I'm robbing this bank, not you!" He was extremely confus... | Thanks for the prompt. Had a lot of fun with this one
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Was it the man leaning on the pillars? The woman signing checks? She had spent quite an odd time at the table? Or the older gentlemen tal... | |
[WP] Your bank heist goes terribly wrong when you realize every single person there is also attempting to rob the bank. | His fingers tremble as he enters the bank, automatic doors whooshing aside to let him in. On reflex, he scans the building, noting all security guards and customers and ... well. Clearly, no need for that. The only security guard seems to be sleeping at his post; a bored banker is staring at her screen blankly while ty... | I could hardly believe it.
I was *inside*.
Each towering marble column, every engraved dark walnut attendant's desk was laid out to bare before me, exactly according to plan. It's a strange thing, seeing years of hard work come to fruition.
It sorta made me emotional.
The bank was busy today. Plenty of witnesse... | |
[WP] Your bank heist goes terribly wrong when you realize every single person there is also attempting to rob the bank. | Terry had told himself it would only be the once. Then, when his rent was paid and the eviction notice gone, he would become a salary slave and slowly repay all the money he had stolen. That was two years ago and since then, he had robbed over twenty-three banks. Today marked twenty-four.
It wasn’t that he needed the ... | I could hardly believe it.
I was *inside*.
Each towering marble column, every engraved dark walnut attendant's desk was laid out to bare before me, exactly according to plan. It's a strange thing, seeing years of hard work come to fruition.
It sorta made me emotional.
The bank was busy today. Plenty of witnesse... | |
[WP] All day, the pop songs you incidentally hear seem to be describing your movements exactly. | *8am again?* I think to myself as I look at my alarm clock. The whole summer I've been trying to sleep in, yet every day I wake up at exactly eight o'clock. I sigh, thinking about what's in store for me today. And then it happens.
"Today I don't feel like doing anything..." comes the voice of Bruno Mars.
I look wildl... | I walked like I didn't care through the train terminal, cutting cooly through the crowd like silk.
Just then a man gripped his chest and keeled over. I ran over to him quickly, and tried to rouse him.
“What's your name?” I asked, trying to get a response. He merely gripped his chest more and heaved in time to a pass... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | "No, that can't be." i said as the number showed up on the screen."this machine should probably be checked. No existing human had that net worth to society, so why should my child?" the doctor ran the machine again. The same results. "Sir, i need to make a report. This has to be written down." said the doctor, with the... | He grew up to be the most reckless super "hero" of all time. He cost our city millions, and our country the rest.
Laser eyes, super strength, and an absolute klutz. Wouldn't you know. | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | My heart melted when her tiny hand grabbed my index finger. She giggled, little blue eyes following every movement of mine. I placed a kiss on her forehead, “Dear Kelly, please be a better one.”
My oldest son, James, who was 11 years old, stormed into the nursery room:”Mom! Is the food ready yet? Me and Clark are huu... | He grew up to be the most reckless super "hero" of all time. He cost our city millions, and our country the rest.
Laser eyes, super strength, and an absolute klutz. Wouldn't you know. | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | My heart melted when her tiny hand grabbed my index finger. She giggled, little blue eyes following every movement of mine. I placed a kiss on her forehead, “Dear Kelly, please be a better one.”
My oldest son, James, who was 11 years old, stormed into the nursery room:”Mom! Is the food ready yet? Me and Clark are huu... | You barely had time to process the outlandish figure when the hospital room door burst off of its hinges. Through it hurtled a large man in a black suit, wearing dark sunglasses and an earpiece, bowling over the nurse as he scooped up little Reggie. A quick pivot and he dodged the doctor's lunge, tearing off through th... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | My heart melted when her tiny hand grabbed my index finger. She giggled, little blue eyes following every movement of mine. I placed a kiss on her forehead, “Dear Kelly, please be a better one.”
My oldest son, James, who was 11 years old, stormed into the nursery room:”Mom! Is the food ready yet? Me and Clark are huu... | "No, that can't be." i said as the number showed up on the screen."this machine should probably be checked. No existing human had that net worth to society, so why should my child?" the doctor ran the machine again. The same results. "Sir, i need to make a report. This has to be written down." said the doctor, with the... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | My heart melted when her tiny hand grabbed my index finger. She giggled, little blue eyes following every movement of mine. I placed a kiss on her forehead, “Dear Kelly, please be a better one.”
My oldest son, James, who was 11 years old, stormed into the nursery room:”Mom! Is the food ready yet? Me and Clark are huu... | One
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That is the year my child was born. If i had known what he would cause, what he would do i would've eaten the grass to kill a babe in the mothers womb.
A May baby they said, May baby's are good children, intelligent they said.
I should've questioned the seer more then i had. When that machine ... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | It was cold, it was wet. The wind and rain would not let up, but Jake dare not try to go back to society. He clutched his child to his chest, trying to keep it dry and warm. The tent they managed to put up was barely keeping out the rain, but it seemed the whole world was wet, and that wetness seemed to permeate, even ... | One
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That is the year my child was born. If i had known what he would cause, what he would do i would've eaten the grass to kill a babe in the mothers womb.
A May baby they said, May baby's are good children, intelligent they said.
I should've questioned the seer more then i had. When that machine ... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | I make adverts. It’s what I was born to do. Net worth at birth: 412.6 billion. I’m a big player in the world of marketing. I have written guides for young entrepreneurs trying to make a brand for themselves. I’ve helped giant companies sprawl their advertising slogans across the world. I’ve made catch phrases that foun... | One
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That is the year my child was born. If i had known what he would cause, what he would do i would've eaten the grass to kill a babe in the mothers womb.
A May baby they said, May baby's are good children, intelligent they said.
I should've questioned the seer more then i had. When that machine ... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | I never really cared for the technology, and neither did my wife.
We were having a baby. Our _first_ baby. That's enough anticipation, I think. It's one of if not the most profound moments of one's life.
But the technology was cheap, and a quarter of a century being on the market was enough time to prove its bizarre... | One
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That is the year my child was born. If i had known what he would cause, what he would do i would've eaten the grass to kill a babe in the mothers womb.
A May baby they said, May baby's are good children, intelligent they said.
I should've questioned the seer more then i had. When that machine ... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | "Check it again, please."
No one moved, even though I was very sure that they had heard me. The nurse I could forgive - she looked like she was new on the job, still with that spritely and cheerful demeanour. I doubted if she had attended to more than five births, at this point.
The doctor I had less sympathy for. ... | One
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That is the year my child was born. If i had known what he would cause, what he would do i would've eaten the grass to kill a babe in the mothers womb.
A May baby they said, May baby's are good children, intelligent they said.
I should've questioned the seer more then i had. When that machine ... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | I never really cared for the technology, and neither did my wife.
We were having a baby. Our _first_ baby. That's enough anticipation, I think. It's one of if not the most profound moments of one's life.
But the technology was cheap, and a quarter of a century being on the market was enough time to prove its bizarre... | It was cold, it was wet. The wind and rain would not let up, but Jake dare not try to go back to society. He clutched his child to his chest, trying to keep it dry and warm. The tent they managed to put up was barely keeping out the rain, but it seemed the whole world was wet, and that wetness seemed to permeate, even ... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | "Check it again, please."
No one moved, even though I was very sure that they had heard me. The nurse I could forgive - she looked like she was new on the job, still with that spritely and cheerful demeanour. I doubted if she had attended to more than five births, at this point.
The doctor I had less sympathy for. ... | It was cold, it was wet. The wind and rain would not let up, but Jake dare not try to go back to society. He clutched his child to his chest, trying to keep it dry and warm. The tent they managed to put up was barely keeping out the rain, but it seemed the whole world was wet, and that wetness seemed to permeate, even ... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | "Check it again, please."
No one moved, even though I was very sure that they had heard me. The nurse I could forgive - she looked like she was new on the job, still with that spritely and cheerful demeanour. I doubted if she had attended to more than five births, at this point.
The doctor I had less sympathy for. ... | I never really cared for the technology, and neither did my wife.
We were having a baby. Our _first_ baby. That's enough anticipation, I think. It's one of if not the most profound moments of one's life.
But the technology was cheap, and a quarter of a century being on the market was enough time to prove its bizarre... | |
[WP] Whenever a baby is born, a machine predicts the baby's net worth to society. Your newborn child's net worth reads: -$1 trillion. | "Check it again, please."
No one moved, even though I was very sure that they had heard me. The nurse I could forgive - she looked like she was new on the job, still with that spritely and cheerful demeanour. I doubted if she had attended to more than five births, at this point.
The doctor I had less sympathy for. ... | I remember when it happened.
I was so exited, my wife and I had rushed to the hospital when her water broke. The baby wasn't due for another 2 weeks! We where ready though, we had an emergency route and everything.
I got behind the steering wheel of our white ford F-250 and drove like a madman down the dirt road be... | |
[WP] By 2200, one cup of fortified gruel a day provides all the food a body needs, and eating meat is illegal. You run a bootleg hamburger joint/speakeasy in Harlem. | “Password.”
“Two pickles?”
“Come in.”
You see, I had to be cautious in those dark days - for all I knew, a myriad of FBI agents were preparing to erupt through my doors, confiscate my buns, incinerate my beef, and use my hot dogs to sodomise me into leaking the names of my suppliers. Passwords were the only way to k... | The wars. That's what I told myself when he asked me how gruel became the norm. But those aren't the words I spoke to him, my son Hoss. I told him "It's just how things have to be son, we all have to settle." "But why do you have a secret meat restaurant?" "You ask too many questions kid, someday you'll understan... | |
[WP] By 2200, one cup of fortified gruel a day provides all the food a body needs, and eating meat is illegal. You run a bootleg hamburger joint/speakeasy in Harlem. | The world was stunned when it happened. *The Miracle Food* they called it. But despite the Vegan Party's best efforts, they couldn't get any rational person to eat that disgusting gruel. So instead, they declared the consumption of meat illegal and arrested anyone that refused to comply.
My folks owned a small deli sh... | The wars. That's what I told myself when he asked me how gruel became the norm. But those aren't the words I spoke to him, my son Hoss. I told him "It's just how things have to be son, we all have to settle." "But why do you have a secret meat restaurant?" "You ask too many questions kid, someday you'll understan... | |
[WP] Two fathers are called in to the principal's office after their kids got into a fight. The principal is concerned about disciplining their children but the fathers are more interested in whose kid won the fight. | “Mr. Smith, Mr. Wesson, I’ve called you in here today for a very important matter”, Principal Johnson began, “it concerns your boys. They’ve been fighting.”
The two fathers were remarkably similar men. Both were in their late forties and had begun to go grey. They were about the same height, and both were built like t... | "Good evening gentleman, and *thank* you for coming in on such short notice," Principal Renniks said. "As I am sure you are both aware, since you both responded to emails and texts, both of your sons were in a fight today. *With* each other. Now, I mean no disrespect, but Mr. Fallon it appears that your son insta-"
"P... | |
[WP] Two fathers are called in to the principal's office after their kids got into a fight. The principal is concerned about disciplining their children but the fathers are more interested in whose kid won the fight. | “Mr. Smith, Mr. Wesson, I’ve called you in here today for a very important matter”, Principal Johnson began, “it concerns your boys. They’ve been fighting.”
The two fathers were remarkably similar men. Both were in their late forties and had begun to go grey. They were about the same height, and both were built like t... | Both sat twirling their small fingers as the petite woman with braided brown hair sat in her black cushioned chair. The men sat on uncomfortable wooden seats.
"I call you today for your children, Brian and Joseph. It appears they got in a fight."
The men took side glances at each other, but continued to let her speak... | |
[WP] The dragons of old have always been big fans of language and clever wordplay. How would a rap battle with one go? | The knight in shining armor approached the dragon slowly. His eyes were closed, nostrils breathing heavily- smoke was billowing forth at a toxic rate. The knight drew his sword and pressed a button on the handle; The sword lit up with a blue electricity. He pressed the point into the underbelly of the dragon softly, an... | The world had become dependent on dragons for linguistics years ago. It was a natural fit for them, many agreed, especially considering they were nigh invulnerable to any sort of weapon.
As it turned out, dragons were the closest to cosmically immortal beings that Earth had ever produced. All those tales of knights sl... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | James Galloway never enjoyed his craft. Surgery was a delicate business, and he knew that. For every patient you saved, there were five who you couldn't save. And he was the one who had to tell the distraught families that their son, daughter, grandmother, whoever they were, wasn't going to make it. And he hated that. ... | Patrick was sitting in his lounger, he just finished hand making it today. It was Saturday and his favourite actor was on TV so he was getting a great opportunity to use it for the time. The phone rang, work, he scoffed at the idea of going in on his days off.
He thought about what would really make a good evening pe... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | The sun smiled brightly at me as I half walked, half skipped to my favorite florist shop. The scents of honeysuckle and gardenias tickled my nose as I turned a street corner. Today was going to be wonderful. When I finally made it to "Ella's Petal Palace" Ella greeted me with her signature priceless smile.
"Hey there ... | Patrick was sitting in his lounger, he just finished hand making it today. It was Saturday and his favourite actor was on TV so he was getting a great opportunity to use it for the time. The phone rang, work, he scoffed at the idea of going in on his days off.
He thought about what would really make a good evening pe... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | Now I fucking got him. This asshole thinks he can harass my family and get away with every day. He puts his hands on my sister, and touches my mother, and thinks that I was just going to take it?! No, no, no, not today. Today is the day I stop him.
I sat silently as I watched him walk up the street. I had been prepari... | Patrick was sitting in his lounger, he just finished hand making it today. It was Saturday and his favourite actor was on TV so he was getting a great opportunity to use it for the time. The phone rang, work, he scoffed at the idea of going in on his days off.
He thought about what would really make a good evening pe... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | Brian peered forward, squinting through the Caribbean sun and another sparkling spray of salt water as his single-masted sloop cut through the emerald sea. He could hear the guffaws and hollers of Blackbeard's crew chasing his merchant ship...
"Beep Beep Beep Beep..."
Brian groaned and opened his eyes, blinking again... | Patrick was sitting in his lounger, he just finished hand making it today. It was Saturday and his favourite actor was on TV so he was getting a great opportunity to use it for the time. The phone rang, work, he scoffed at the idea of going in on his days off.
He thought about what would really make a good evening pe... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | 1:30 AM.
The simple white clock hung on the wall. Perched below it, an equally simple placard with a single, inspirational reminder,
"Everything has a cure."
The sign's words, like the clock's numbers, were getting hazy and hard to read. He'd been at this for 11 straight hours already. Looking back and forth fro... | Patrick was sitting in his lounger, he just finished hand making it today. It was Saturday and his favourite actor was on TV so he was getting a great opportunity to use it for the time. The phone rang, work, he scoffed at the idea of going in on his days off.
He thought about what would really make a good evening pe... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | Dave felt the rug beneath his feet before his eyes began to see the outlines in the room. It was still early, and he hoped to get started before his wife woke up. He silently lifted off the bed to find his way to the bathroom down the hall. He looked back at her silhouette, barely moving with her soft, tired breaths.
... | Patrick was sitting in his lounger, he just finished hand making it today. It was Saturday and his favourite actor was on TV so he was getting a great opportunity to use it for the time. The phone rang, work, he scoffed at the idea of going in on his days off.
He thought about what would really make a good evening pe... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | William couldn't believe his luck. His Phone just buzzed with a message from Nomi, the only girl whose heart he had ever desired. He'd added her on Facebook a couple weeks ago, after seeing her across the street in the town they grew up in. He didn't dare to say anything then, Will was ever the introvert, and simply wa... | Patrick was sitting in his lounger, he just finished hand making it today. It was Saturday and his favourite actor was on TV so he was getting a great opportunity to use it for the time. The phone rang, work, he scoffed at the idea of going in on his days off.
He thought about what would really make a good evening pe... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | The sun smiled brightly at me as I half walked, half skipped to my favorite florist shop. The scents of honeysuckle and gardenias tickled my nose as I turned a street corner. Today was going to be wonderful. When I finally made it to "Ella's Petal Palace" Ella greeted me with her signature priceless smile.
"Hey there ... | "I'm a lucky man" I thought to myself as I looked at my new girlfriend across the table of a small cafe we were eating lunch at. She looked absolutely beautiful even when she wasn't trying. Neither of us were talking, yet it wasn't awkward. It was warm, I could see this lasting a long time. The moment was subsequently ... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | Brian peered forward, squinting through the Caribbean sun and another sparkling spray of salt water as his single-masted sloop cut through the emerald sea. He could hear the guffaws and hollers of Blackbeard's crew chasing his merchant ship...
"Beep Beep Beep Beep..."
Brian groaned and opened his eyes, blinking again... | "I'm a lucky man" I thought to myself as I looked at my new girlfriend across the table of a small cafe we were eating lunch at. She looked absolutely beautiful even when she wasn't trying. Neither of us were talking, yet it wasn't awkward. It was warm, I could see this lasting a long time. The moment was subsequently ... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | The sun smiled brightly at me as I half walked, half skipped to my favorite florist shop. The scents of honeysuckle and gardenias tickled my nose as I turned a street corner. Today was going to be wonderful. When I finally made it to "Ella's Petal Palace" Ella greeted me with her signature priceless smile.
"Hey there ... | James Galloway never enjoyed his craft. Surgery was a delicate business, and he knew that. For every patient you saved, there were five who you couldn't save. And he was the one who had to tell the distraught families that their son, daughter, grandmother, whoever they were, wasn't going to make it. And he hated that. ... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | Brian peered forward, squinting through the Caribbean sun and another sparkling spray of salt water as his single-masted sloop cut through the emerald sea. He could hear the guffaws and hollers of Blackbeard's crew chasing his merchant ship...
"Beep Beep Beep Beep..."
Brian groaned and opened his eyes, blinking again... | James Galloway never enjoyed his craft. Surgery was a delicate business, and he knew that. For every patient you saved, there were five who you couldn't save. And he was the one who had to tell the distraught families that their son, daughter, grandmother, whoever they were, wasn't going to make it. And he hated that. ... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | Brian peered forward, squinting through the Caribbean sun and another sparkling spray of salt water as his single-masted sloop cut through the emerald sea. He could hear the guffaws and hollers of Blackbeard's crew chasing his merchant ship...
"Beep Beep Beep Beep..."
Brian groaned and opened his eyes, blinking again... | Now I fucking got him. This asshole thinks he can harass my family and get away with every day. He puts his hands on my sister, and touches my mother, and thinks that I was just going to take it?! No, no, no, not today. Today is the day I stop him.
I sat silently as I watched him walk up the street. I had been prepari... | |
[WP] Write a story with what appears to be a completely likable and relatable protagonist, then make him a villain in the last paragraph. | 1:30 AM.
The simple white clock hung on the wall. Perched below it, an equally simple placard with a single, inspirational reminder,
"Everything has a cure."
The sign's words, like the clock's numbers, were getting hazy and hard to read. He'd been at this for 11 straight hours already. Looking back and forth fro... | Now I fucking got him. This asshole thinks he can harass my family and get away with every day. He puts his hands on my sister, and touches my mother, and thinks that I was just going to take it?! No, no, no, not today. Today is the day I stop him.
I sat silently as I watched him walk up the street. I had been prepari... | |
[WP] You are a captured POW in a dangerous foreign country. You are about to undergo your first torture session. The method: being dipped head-first into a barrel of acid. The hallucinogenic, not the hazardous corrosive substance. | "Kaleidoscope". It's a peculiar word. You found the toy to be amusing as a child; you had even heard of boutique one's that had sold to persons of higher social standing than were familiar to you. The way that a tube crammed full of mirrors and colored glass could mangle reality so artistically was. . . you weren't par... | You proceed to have an experience that is far beyond being described by mere words, and realize the infinite vibrations of existence that coalesce into the world that we call "reality". Your torturer says, "Mannn, this is some serious bullshit. I'm tired of having a fucking hippy for a commander. All we've managed to d... | |
[WP] In a world of superpowers, you are the anomaly. After years of being bullied and being called 'freak', you finally can't take it anymore and reveal your immensely powerful superpower | Since the day i was born, my family had been waiting and watching, trying to determine if i have powers and spending hours speculating what my ability will be.
When i was l 2 my uncle, in a misguided attempt to determine what my powers were, dropped me from the fourth story of our family home. I was saved by mother, j... | Ten days ago, the world ended with a single thought.
Not mine, I should clarify, I'm not that vindictive. That being said, I light the fire that destroyed the world. You don't need to know much about me to understand where I come from. I ate crackers and mustard for lunch, my shirt was always faded and my hair no m... | |
[WP] Every morning when your phone's alarm goes off, it shows a headline in the notification bar. If you snooze the alarm, the headline changes. You must choose which headline with which to wake. But, after three snoozes you're stuck with that future. | ZZT! ZZT! ZZT!
"Ugh... 5.30 already...", I mumble to myself as I check for the morning's headline.
It reads, "A coworker will show a romantic interest towards you today."
"...bollocks to it... I can sleep another ten minutes. Only one I'd be interested in is Heather, and with ny luck, it's bound to be Carla anyhow..... | 7:00
The sweet smell of cinnamon enslaves my nostrils. How I've grown tired of her constant selflessness; my stomach begins to churn at the thought of another day wasted on me. See routine has held me in shackles for the better part of the last six years. Every morning at seven I wake to a wife I no longer care for, ... | |
[WP] Every morning when your phone's alarm goes off, it shows a headline in the notification bar. If you snooze the alarm, the headline changes. You must choose which headline with which to wake. But, after three snoozes you're stuck with that future. | Some say that a good story never starts with someone waking up. After all, out of all the great men and women in history, how many of them has accomplished anything of worth before they've had breakfast?
This was not the case for Elise. Before the sun had peaked over the horizon, before she even clambered out of bed, ... | When the Strangers arrived on our planet with their 'alien tech' offering it for free to the applicant of their choosing, almost everyone I knew put in an application. Strange questions of ‘what would you do if…” and “Would you rather…” made it all seem like an overhyped joke. I almost didn’t submit mine but in the end... | |
[WP] Every morning when your phone's alarm goes off, it shows a headline in the notification bar. If you snooze the alarm, the headline changes. You must choose which headline with which to wake. But, after three snoozes you're stuck with that future. | Some say that a good story never starts with someone waking up. After all, out of all the great men and women in history, how many of them has accomplished anything of worth before they've had breakfast?
This was not the case for Elise. Before the sun had peaked over the horizon, before she even clambered out of bed, ... | **BEEP BEEP BEEP**
My dreams are interrupted by familiar, yet annoying sound. Night turned into morning, and I turned from a calmly sleeping guy into the most powerful man - for a few minutes at least. I reached out and carefully picked up the source of the noise.
*The Alarm of Fate* - as the officials who handed it ... | |
[WP] Every morning when your phone's alarm goes off, it shows a headline in the notification bar. If you snooze the alarm, the headline changes. You must choose which headline with which to wake. But, after three snoozes you're stuck with that future. | Some say that a good story never starts with someone waking up. After all, out of all the great men and women in history, how many of them has accomplished anything of worth before they've had breakfast?
This was not the case for Elise. Before the sun had peaked over the horizon, before she even clambered out of bed, ... | Everyone over six foot tall must be taken to hard labour camps. Wouldn't you know that I'd sleep in today?
Things were not going well. They arrived to arrest me not ten minutes after my third snooze. Society had become intolerant of long sleepers as quickly as we'd become intolerant of gluten.
I arrived at my cell, h... | |
[WP] Every morning when your phone's alarm goes off, it shows a headline in the notification bar. If you snooze the alarm, the headline changes. You must choose which headline with which to wake. But, after three snoozes you're stuck with that future. | *Beep.*
A daily game. A daily gamble. I didn't understand why it was me, and why the power of a future-changer was in my hands, but I sure as hell knew my importance. I rolled over, eyes already opened and brain ready to process. *This had better be good...*
'Worldwide bomb strike annihilates Asia'. Fuck...that was o... | *HOBOKEN, NEW JERSEY*
...BZZZ...BZZZ...BZZZ...
*"Just another day."*
Yeah, no. Fuck that. Skipped for the millionth time.
*"Confront your past."*
Sure, right after I finish confronting the future. Next.
*"A quiet night in."*
I think I'll get my fill of those when I'm lying in a casket. Come on lucky sevens.
*"L... | |
[WP] Every morning when your phone's alarm goes off, it shows a headline in the notification bar. If you snooze the alarm, the headline changes. You must choose which headline with which to wake. But, after three snoozes you're stuck with that future. | The first few bleats of my alarm shatter sleep, wake me instantly. My heart lurches for my throat. I am all deep breaths and muted terror. Beside me Arnold rolls over in his sleep.
I have to look. I have to look and I have to decide.
I grip my comforter between my fingers, letting the alarm ring for a few seconds mor... | *HOBOKEN, NEW JERSEY*
...BZZZ...BZZZ...BZZZ...
*"Just another day."*
Yeah, no. Fuck that. Skipped for the millionth time.
*"Confront your past."*
Sure, right after I finish confronting the future. Next.
*"A quiet night in."*
I think I'll get my fill of those when I'm lying in a casket. Come on lucky sevens.
*"L... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | I look in the mirror. I see a pale, wan man looking back at me. I no longer recognize myself but that barely concerns me. I see countless tattoos of the same shape. Small shapes of knife scattered all across my body like the stars of the galaxy. When people discover a tattoo, they wonder what meaning it has for their l... | All sorts of things were possible, when they appeared on your arm. Others loved to explain their own when they were easily interpreted and many made a fortune interpreting others. But most confusing were the people whose tattoos meant nothing. Like my own upon the cold morning of August, '17. My arm sported a childish ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | It's genetic, they think, but only mad men try to pick apart the threads of this phenomenon. But some of it is genetic, because some families get them more than others. Or maybe those families are similarly emotional.
There's surely more important things for the minds of our generation to worry about.
My mother was h... | All sorts of things were possible, when they appeared on your arm. Others loved to explain their own when they were easily interpreted and many made a fortune interpreting others. But most confusing were the people whose tattoos meant nothing. Like my own upon the cold morning of August, '17. My arm sported a childish ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Ryan never wanted a tattoo. He always thought they looked out of place, unnatural. Tattoos weren't dominant in his family. His mom only had a small one on her leg and his dad had only three tattoos, all of which were on his right arm.
Ryan's nineteenth birthday was coming right around the corner, and he still hadn't h... | All sorts of things were possible, when they appeared on your arm. Others loved to explain their own when they were easily interpreted and many made a fortune interpreting others. But most confusing were the people whose tattoos meant nothing. Like my own upon the cold morning of August, '17. My arm sported a childish ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | People tended to stay away from me. At first I told myself I didn't mind, but I'm starting to feel like a monster simply for the ink that's inhabiting my forehead.
I have some on my arms, a crying woman in the fetal position surrounded by a dark circle that I assume is for the loneliness that my life will have.... | All sorts of things were possible, when they appeared on your arm. Others loved to explain their own when they were easily interpreted and many made a fortune interpreting others. But most confusing were the people whose tattoos meant nothing. Like my own upon the cold morning of August, '17. My arm sported a childish ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Everyone has at least one tattoo they absolutely love.
Jenny from upstairs has this peacock on her back- something she says is for her mother. Which is. Just. Absolute bullshit. She has it because she's a vain bitch.
But god is that tattoo beautiful. Curving lines inlayed with golds and greens and shocking blues. I... | All sorts of things were possible, when they appeared on your arm. Others loved to explain their own when they were easily interpreted and many made a fortune interpreting others. But most confusing were the people whose tattoos meant nothing. Like my own upon the cold morning of August, '17. My arm sported a childish ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | I look in the mirror. I see a pale, wan man looking back at me. I no longer recognize myself but that barely concerns me. I see countless tattoos of the same shape. Small shapes of knife scattered all across my body like the stars of the galaxy. When people discover a tattoo, they wonder what meaning it has for their l... | "Jonah, I'm sorry, but I just don't see this... no, I just don't see *us* working out in the long term."
She was clearly holding back tears, trying to look strong, but I knew Georgia too well by now. These tears were no longer from our argument. She was devastated, but she'd never admit it. That stubbornness was part ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | France was rife with optimism, peace and prosperity during the late stages of the 19th century. It comes to no surprise that the period is known more commonly today as "La Belle Époque".
From the end of the Franco-Prussian war right up until WWI, the country witnessed a boom in the arts and the economy. Things were p... | "Jonah, I'm sorry, but I just don't see this... no, I just don't see *us* working out in the long term."
She was clearly holding back tears, trying to look strong, but I knew Georgia too well by now. These tears were no longer from our argument. She was devastated, but she'd never admit it. That stubbornness was part ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | It's genetic, they think, but only mad men try to pick apart the threads of this phenomenon. But some of it is genetic, because some families get them more than others. Or maybe those families are similarly emotional.
There's surely more important things for the minds of our generation to worry about.
My mother was h... | "Jonah, I'm sorry, but I just don't see this... no, I just don't see *us* working out in the long term."
She was clearly holding back tears, trying to look strong, but I knew Georgia too well by now. These tears were no longer from our argument. She was devastated, but she'd never admit it. That stubbornness was part ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Ryan never wanted a tattoo. He always thought they looked out of place, unnatural. Tattoos weren't dominant in his family. His mom only had a small one on her leg and his dad had only three tattoos, all of which were on his right arm.
Ryan's nineteenth birthday was coming right around the corner, and he still hadn't h... | "Jonah, I'm sorry, but I just don't see this... no, I just don't see *us* working out in the long term."
She was clearly holding back tears, trying to look strong, but I knew Georgia too well by now. These tears were no longer from our argument. She was devastated, but she'd never admit it. That stubbornness was part ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | People tended to stay away from me. At first I told myself I didn't mind, but I'm starting to feel like a monster simply for the ink that's inhabiting my forehead.
I have some on my arms, a crying woman in the fetal position surrounded by a dark circle that I assume is for the loneliness that my life will have.... | "Jonah, I'm sorry, but I just don't see this... no, I just don't see *us* working out in the long term."
She was clearly holding back tears, trying to look strong, but I knew Georgia too well by now. These tears were no longer from our argument. She was devastated, but she'd never admit it. That stubbornness was part ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Everyone has at least one tattoo they absolutely love.
Jenny from upstairs has this peacock on her back- something she says is for her mother. Which is. Just. Absolute bullshit. She has it because she's a vain bitch.
But god is that tattoo beautiful. Curving lines inlayed with golds and greens and shocking blues. I... | "Jonah, I'm sorry, but I just don't see this... no, I just don't see *us* working out in the long term."
She was clearly holding back tears, trying to look strong, but I knew Georgia too well by now. These tears were no longer from our argument. She was devastated, but she'd never admit it. That stubbornness was part ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Keenan Avery woke up from another drunken slumber. He rolled out of bed uneasily, his stomach flipping end over end as the twenty-five year old made a beeline for the bathroom. After he had finished emptying the contents from the previous night into the toilet, Keenan made his way to the sink to rinse his mouth. He ... | "Jonah, I'm sorry, but I just don't see this... no, I just don't see *us* working out in the long term."
She was clearly holding back tears, trying to look strong, but I knew Georgia too well by now. These tears were no longer from our argument. She was devastated, but she'd never admit it. That stubbornness was part ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Hi! I'm new to Writing Prompts and I'd appreciate any feedback you're willing to give!
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Katrina pulled her clothes tightly across her shoulders and looked down. All she wanted to do was pay for her groceries. But no; They had to ask. Everytime. Every. Single. Time.
“You got any clue what it means y... | "Jonah, I'm sorry, but I just don't see this... no, I just don't see *us* working out in the long term."
She was clearly holding back tears, trying to look strong, but I knew Georgia too well by now. These tears were no longer from our argument. She was devastated, but she'd never admit it. That stubbornness was part ... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | It's genetic, they think, but only mad men try to pick apart the threads of this phenomenon. But some of it is genetic, because some families get them more than others. Or maybe those families are similarly emotional.
There's surely more important things for the minds of our generation to worry about.
My mother was h... | I look in the mirror. I see a pale, wan man looking back at me. I no longer recognize myself but that barely concerns me. I see countless tattoos of the same shape. Small shapes of knife scattered all across my body like the stars of the galaxy. When people discover a tattoo, they wonder what meaning it has for their l... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | People tended to stay away from me. At first I told myself I didn't mind, but I'm starting to feel like a monster simply for the ink that's inhabiting my forehead.
I have some on my arms, a crying woman in the fetal position surrounded by a dark circle that I assume is for the loneliness that my life will have.... | I look in the mirror. I see a pale, wan man looking back at me. I no longer recognize myself but that barely concerns me. I see countless tattoos of the same shape. Small shapes of knife scattered all across my body like the stars of the galaxy. When people discover a tattoo, they wonder what meaning it has for their l... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Everyone has at least one tattoo they absolutely love.
Jenny from upstairs has this peacock on her back- something she says is for her mother. Which is. Just. Absolute bullshit. She has it because she's a vain bitch.
But god is that tattoo beautiful. Curving lines inlayed with golds and greens and shocking blues. I... | I look in the mirror. I see a pale, wan man looking back at me. I no longer recognize myself but that barely concerns me. I see countless tattoos of the same shape. Small shapes of knife scattered all across my body like the stars of the galaxy. When people discover a tattoo, they wonder what meaning it has for their l... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | It's genetic, they think, but only mad men try to pick apart the threads of this phenomenon. But some of it is genetic, because some families get them more than others. Or maybe those families are similarly emotional.
There's surely more important things for the minds of our generation to worry about.
My mother was h... | France was rife with optimism, peace and prosperity during the late stages of the 19th century. It comes to no surprise that the period is known more commonly today as "La Belle Époque".
From the end of the Franco-Prussian war right up until WWI, the country witnessed a boom in the arts and the economy. Things were p... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Ryan never wanted a tattoo. He always thought they looked out of place, unnatural. Tattoos weren't dominant in his family. His mom only had a small one on her leg and his dad had only three tattoos, all of which were on his right arm.
Ryan's nineteenth birthday was coming right around the corner, and he still hadn't h... | France was rife with optimism, peace and prosperity during the late stages of the 19th century. It comes to no surprise that the period is known more commonly today as "La Belle Époque".
From the end of the Franco-Prussian war right up until WWI, the country witnessed a boom in the arts and the economy. Things were p... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | People tended to stay away from me. At first I told myself I didn't mind, but I'm starting to feel like a monster simply for the ink that's inhabiting my forehead.
I have some on my arms, a crying woman in the fetal position surrounded by a dark circle that I assume is for the loneliness that my life will have.... | France was rife with optimism, peace and prosperity during the late stages of the 19th century. It comes to no surprise that the period is known more commonly today as "La Belle Époque".
From the end of the Franco-Prussian war right up until WWI, the country witnessed a boom in the arts and the economy. Things were p... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Everyone has at least one tattoo they absolutely love.
Jenny from upstairs has this peacock on her back- something she says is for her mother. Which is. Just. Absolute bullshit. She has it because she's a vain bitch.
But god is that tattoo beautiful. Curving lines inlayed with golds and greens and shocking blues. I... | France was rife with optimism, peace and prosperity during the late stages of the 19th century. It comes to no surprise that the period is known more commonly today as "La Belle Époque".
From the end of the Franco-Prussian war right up until WWI, the country witnessed a boom in the arts and the economy. Things were p... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Keenan Avery woke up from another drunken slumber. He rolled out of bed uneasily, his stomach flipping end over end as the twenty-five year old made a beeline for the bathroom. After he had finished emptying the contents from the previous night into the toilet, Keenan made his way to the sink to rinse his mouth. He ... | France was rife with optimism, peace and prosperity during the late stages of the 19th century. It comes to no surprise that the period is known more commonly today as "La Belle Époque".
From the end of the Franco-Prussian war right up until WWI, the country witnessed a boom in the arts and the economy. Things were p... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Hi! I'm new to Writing Prompts and I'd appreciate any feedback you're willing to give!
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Katrina pulled her clothes tightly across her shoulders and looked down. All she wanted to do was pay for her groceries. But no; They had to ask. Everytime. Every. Single. Time.
“You got any clue what it means y... | France was rife with optimism, peace and prosperity during the late stages of the 19th century. It comes to no surprise that the period is known more commonly today as "La Belle Époque".
From the end of the Franco-Prussian war right up until WWI, the country witnessed a boom in the arts and the economy. Things were p... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | It's genetic, they think, but only mad men try to pick apart the threads of this phenomenon. But some of it is genetic, because some families get them more than others. Or maybe those families are similarly emotional.
There's surely more important things for the minds of our generation to worry about.
My mother was h... | A symbol appears. :):
Glancing down at my right hand I begin to wonder.
Is it true? Or is someone trying to tell me something.
My colt is out of its stable, he's been running free for a while.
You can't tame a wild animal you know, you can only go to war with it.
A truce is formed, an agreement to stop fighting... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | FADE IN:
INT. AN OFFICE BUILDING - DAY
*The sounds of clacking keyboards and muted conversation drift through the air. Men and women in business-casual attire mill around, either pretending to look busy or rushing from one meeting to the next. This atmosphere of tense ennui is suddenly broken by the arrival of a youn... | A symbol appears. :):
Glancing down at my right hand I begin to wonder.
Is it true? Or is someone trying to tell me something.
My colt is out of its stable, he's been running free for a while.
You can't tame a wild animal you know, you can only go to war with it.
A truce is formed, an agreement to stop fighting... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Ryan never wanted a tattoo. He always thought they looked out of place, unnatural. Tattoos weren't dominant in his family. His mom only had a small one on her leg and his dad had only three tattoos, all of which were on his right arm.
Ryan's nineteenth birthday was coming right around the corner, and he still hadn't h... | A symbol appears. :):
Glancing down at my right hand I begin to wonder.
Is it true? Or is someone trying to tell me something.
My colt is out of its stable, he's been running free for a while.
You can't tame a wild animal you know, you can only go to war with it.
A truce is formed, an agreement to stop fighting... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | People tended to stay away from me. At first I told myself I didn't mind, but I'm starting to feel like a monster simply for the ink that's inhabiting my forehead.
I have some on my arms, a crying woman in the fetal position surrounded by a dark circle that I assume is for the loneliness that my life will have.... | A symbol appears. :):
Glancing down at my right hand I begin to wonder.
Is it true? Or is someone trying to tell me something.
My colt is out of its stable, he's been running free for a while.
You can't tame a wild animal you know, you can only go to war with it.
A truce is formed, an agreement to stop fighting... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Everyone has at least one tattoo they absolutely love.
Jenny from upstairs has this peacock on her back- something she says is for her mother. Which is. Just. Absolute bullshit. She has it because she's a vain bitch.
But god is that tattoo beautiful. Curving lines inlayed with golds and greens and shocking blues. I... | A symbol appears. :):
Glancing down at my right hand I begin to wonder.
Is it true? Or is someone trying to tell me something.
My colt is out of its stable, he's been running free for a while.
You can't tame a wild animal you know, you can only go to war with it.
A truce is formed, an agreement to stop fighting... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Keenan Avery woke up from another drunken slumber. He rolled out of bed uneasily, his stomach flipping end over end as the twenty-five year old made a beeline for the bathroom. After he had finished emptying the contents from the previous night into the toilet, Keenan made his way to the sink to rinse his mouth. He ... | A symbol appears. :):
Glancing down at my right hand I begin to wonder.
Is it true? Or is someone trying to tell me something.
My colt is out of its stable, he's been running free for a while.
You can't tame a wild animal you know, you can only go to war with it.
A truce is formed, an agreement to stop fighting... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Hi! I'm new to Writing Prompts and I'd appreciate any feedback you're willing to give!
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Katrina pulled her clothes tightly across her shoulders and looked down. All she wanted to do was pay for her groceries. But no; They had to ask. Everytime. Every. Single. Time.
“You got any clue what it means y... | A symbol appears. :):
Glancing down at my right hand I begin to wonder.
Is it true? Or is someone trying to tell me something.
My colt is out of its stable, he's been running free for a while.
You can't tame a wild animal you know, you can only go to war with it.
A truce is formed, an agreement to stop fighting... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Ryan never wanted a tattoo. He always thought they looked out of place, unnatural. Tattoos weren't dominant in his family. His mom only had a small one on her leg and his dad had only three tattoos, all of which were on his right arm.
Ryan's nineteenth birthday was coming right around the corner, and he still hadn't h... | FADE IN:
INT. AN OFFICE BUILDING - DAY
*The sounds of clacking keyboards and muted conversation drift through the air. Men and women in business-casual attire mill around, either pretending to look busy or rushing from one meeting to the next. This atmosphere of tense ennui is suddenly broken by the arrival of a youn... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | People tended to stay away from me. At first I told myself I didn't mind, but I'm starting to feel like a monster simply for the ink that's inhabiting my forehead.
I have some on my arms, a crying woman in the fetal position surrounded by a dark circle that I assume is for the loneliness that my life will have.... | FADE IN:
INT. AN OFFICE BUILDING - DAY
*The sounds of clacking keyboards and muted conversation drift through the air. Men and women in business-casual attire mill around, either pretending to look busy or rushing from one meeting to the next. This atmosphere of tense ennui is suddenly broken by the arrival of a youn... | |
[WP] Tattoos aren't something that gets made. Instead they randomly appears on our skin at key points in our lives and we have to figure out what they mean for ourselves. | Everyone has at least one tattoo they absolutely love.
Jenny from upstairs has this peacock on her back- something she says is for her mother. Which is. Just. Absolute bullshit. She has it because she's a vain bitch.
But god is that tattoo beautiful. Curving lines inlayed with golds and greens and shocking blues. I... | FADE IN:
INT. AN OFFICE BUILDING - DAY
*The sounds of clacking keyboards and muted conversation drift through the air. Men and women in business-casual attire mill around, either pretending to look busy or rushing from one meeting to the next. This atmosphere of tense ennui is suddenly broken by the arrival of a youn... |
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