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[WP] Two days ago at noon GMT, the richest man in the world died. Yesterday at noon GMT, the new richest man in the world died. Today at noon GMT, the new-new richest man in the world dies. | "There goes another one", I though to myself as I checked my watch. Right on schedule. Let's see who it was today. I clicked on the link to the news article describing the "incident" du jour. Some guy named Zygmunt. He was a Polish entertainer of some sort. Looks like it started simple enough. He slipped on a patch ... | I remember it like it was yesterday, First the leading Tech CEO passed away, then a day later the creator of Microsoft followed by a lucrative investor on the third day...word had spread across the globe that the richest people in the world were dying and everyone was glued to their TV's for the latest death update...i... | |
[WP] Two days ago at noon GMT, the richest man in the world died. Yesterday at noon GMT, the new richest man in the world died. Today at noon GMT, the new-new richest man in the world dies. | "There goes another one", I though to myself as I checked my watch. Right on schedule. Let's see who it was today. I clicked on the link to the news article describing the "incident" du jour. Some guy named Zygmunt. He was a Polish entertainer of some sort. Looks like it started simple enough. He slipped on a patch ... | The wintry breeze from the nearby window kissed upon the side of my cheek as I watched the telly. The news was on and was discussing uninteresting events like "doggy surfing" and the weather until the "Breaking News" banner scrolled across the screen interrupting the normal broadcast of BBC. The news to follow introduc... | |
[WP] Having developed time travel in secret, you find yourself stranded alone in the 1800s following your test jump. Walking amongst the crowds on the cobbles of Victorian London years later, you pass someone humming a Beatles song. | Oh, my god, are these depressing times. Oh, sorry there inner monologue, I have to say "Oh my gawd" even on my inner thoughts lest I slip up and arouse suspicion. I sat on a crate down at the dock of the Thames and thought just for today, I'd give myself a reprieve from this tedious mental exercise. Seven frickin' year... | *Yesterday...*
I looked up, pulling my cap slightly lower to shield my eyes from the rain. That voice seemed familiar, somehow.
*All my troubles seemed so far away...*
My eyes widened. I spun on my heel, for once not caring if I drew attention. I scanned the crowd, eyes darting from face to face, from back to back, ... | |
[WP] Having developed time travel in secret, you find yourself stranded alone in the 1800s following your test jump. Walking amongst the crowds on the cobbles of Victorian London years later, you pass someone humming a Beatles song. | I moved through the market lazily. My daily routine had become almost automatic to me, at least since I gave up hope of getting back to my time. Three years of failed attempts at repairs and five more years of living my life in this new- or would it be old?- world.
I picked through the carts of vegetables. I don't th... | I hurriedly ran, desprately attempting to escape from my pursuers, in HOA one little mistake meant life imprisonment, imagine what destroying a time rift would do, and after building a machine to replicate it, they tried to silence me about the injustice in our world.
I felt betrayed, tears started welling in my eyes ... | |
[WP] Having developed time travel in secret, you find yourself stranded alone in the 1800s following your test jump. Walking amongst the crowds on the cobbles of Victorian London years later, you pass someone humming a Beatles song. | It was a Sunday and I always hated Sundays.
I hated them more these days, or should I say *those* days, because I'd usually sit and binge watch some sci-fi show on Netflix with a beautiful Chai Latte ordered straight to my door from the Starbucks down the road. But in the 1800s, there was no Starbucks.
I'd finally ... | I hurriedly ran, desprately attempting to escape from my pursuers, in HOA one little mistake meant life imprisonment, imagine what destroying a time rift would do, and after building a machine to replicate it, they tried to silence me about the injustice in our world.
I felt betrayed, tears started welling in my eyes ... | |
[WP] Having developed time travel in secret, you find yourself stranded alone in the 1800s following your test jump. Walking amongst the crowds on the cobbles of Victorian London years later, you pass someone humming a Beatles song. | I didn't even realize until after I started in, singing with the humming.
"And make it be-e-etter, remember—" we both spun, stared at each other for a moment, looking into each other's eyes. Then he ran.
I chased after, knowing he was my ticket out. I had built a time machine, but this little old man had too. Even i... | I hurriedly ran, desprately attempting to escape from my pursuers, in HOA one little mistake meant life imprisonment, imagine what destroying a time rift would do, and after building a machine to replicate it, they tried to silence me about the injustice in our world.
I felt betrayed, tears started welling in my eyes ... | |
[WP] Having developed time travel in secret, you find yourself stranded alone in the 1800s following your test jump. Walking amongst the crowds on the cobbles of Victorian London years later, you pass someone humming a Beatles song. | I decided to make myself known: "Love, love, love," I sung.
The man looked at me, confused.
"Love, love, love," I tried again. He continued to look confused. He must realise I'm also from the future, too. Surely.
"Love, love, love," I continued. He looked uncomfortable and started to move away.
In increasing despe... | I hurriedly ran, desprately attempting to escape from my pursuers, in HOA one little mistake meant life imprisonment, imagine what destroying a time rift would do, and after building a machine to replicate it, they tried to silence me about the injustice in our world.
I felt betrayed, tears started welling in my eyes ... | |
[WP] Having developed time travel in secret, you find yourself stranded alone in the 1800s following your test jump. Walking amongst the crowds on the cobbles of Victorian London years later, you pass someone humming a Beatles song. | I pull from the pocket of my waistcoat a roughly-sewn handkerchief to cover my nose. With every step the stench coming off the Thames becomes impossibly more putrid. At first I'd thought plumbing is what I'd missed most.
I whiff a bit of oily perfume soaked into the cloth square - it's lavender, a natural antibacteri... | I hurriedly ran, desprately attempting to escape from my pursuers, in HOA one little mistake meant life imprisonment, imagine what destroying a time rift would do, and after building a machine to replicate it, they tried to silence me about the injustice in our world.
I felt betrayed, tears started welling in my eyes ... | |
[WP] Having developed time travel in secret, you find yourself stranded alone in the 1800s following your test jump. Walking amongst the crowds on the cobbles of Victorian London years later, you pass someone humming a Beatles song. | I decided to make myself known: "Love, love, love," I sung.
The man looked at me, confused.
"Love, love, love," I tried again. He continued to look confused. He must realise I'm also from the future, too. Surely.
"Love, love, love," I continued. He looked uncomfortable and started to move away.
In increasing despe... | I didn't even realize until after I started in, singing with the humming.
"And make it be-e-etter, remember—" we both spun, stared at each other for a moment, looking into each other's eyes. Then he ran.
I chased after, knowing he was my ticket out. I had built a time machine, but this little old man had too. Even i... | |
[WP] One day you are in a pool and dive under. When you come back up, you are in an ocean in a different part of the world. Every time you dive under water and come back up, you are in a different body of water, anywhere in the world. | “Alright son, you’ve got one more chance. Explain slowly, and start from the beginning.”
I knew this was going to be an awkward conversation. Explaining to the officer what had happened was going to be completely out of the question. Same as it was with his partner an hour ago. That’s my super power? Really? He’d neve... | “Wow....” Jeremy had said. Shocked he looked around and saw giant green trees all around him lined with vines and animals. “Wha-“ but before he had time to think he was already on the move, his body floating towards the end of a waterfall. Terrified he started to thrash his arms in every direction possible but to no av... | |
[WP] While mysterious unsolved deaths are not unheard of, they are usually thought of as isolated events. However, a new advancement in neuroscience has yielded the ability to read the last few seconds of someone's internal monologue in plain text. A pattern is emerging. | In my experience, a *real* unsolved death is a unicorn; mostly they're just deaths the surviving family won't accept. A 3-year-old dies at a Christmas party because the family forgot to watch her closely. A successful husband commits suicide. Heck, someone even dies because they ate some bad tuna. There are many reason... | "Is Neuro-drive charged and set?" I call through the small mic on my lapel as I work with my team to secure the body on the table. I place a small head gear on the corpse and await a response.
"Neuro-drive ready..." The sound comes over the tanoy in the room. I nod to no one in particular but make a short signal to t... | |
[WP] Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian Demon. His methods are often much more violent. But much more straightforward. | I light my cigarette, shakingly. I put away the lighter as I take a light glimpse over to my ever so "helpful" demon that fills my ears everyday.
"Do this" he says, "do that" he says.
The wild rustling of trash bags could be heard blocks away. Yet there he is... shoving a corpse into dumpster like a kid trying to fi... | This is just my luck instead of a guardian angel I have a giant psychopath looking out for me. Well I guess she isn’t a complete psychopath because she seems to care about me.
I never thought this would be my life. It all started that one day 8 years ago when I was standing in the snow. I had a terrible life to say... | |
[WP] Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian Demon. His methods are often much more violent. But much more straightforward. | I practically threw my wallet at the gang member. I pulled off my watch and handed him my smart phone too. I was scared. Not of the gun he held or the other five gang members surrounding me with knives drawn.
"You have my money," I said quickly, looking around, "Now go. Please! The code to unlock my phone is 389... | This is just my luck instead of a guardian angel I have a giant psychopath looking out for me. Well I guess she isn’t a complete psychopath because she seems to care about me.
I never thought this would be my life. It all started that one day 8 years ago when I was standing in the snow. I had a terrible life to say... | |
[WP] Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian Demon. His methods are often much more violent. But much more straightforward. | When the devil himself appears before you and tells you you're going to protect some random human from all harm.
You do it.
It's the devil, you don't say no to him.
So a trip up to the human world. The last time I was up here... well that's a story for another time.
I began to search for the human. That's the thing... | This is just my luck instead of a guardian angel I have a giant psychopath looking out for me. Well I guess she isn’t a complete psychopath because she seems to care about me.
I never thought this would be my life. It all started that one day 8 years ago when I was standing in the snow. I had a terrible life to say... | |
[WP] Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian Demon. His methods are often much more violent. But much more straightforward. | The courtroom was tense. An erie miasma seemed to be blanketing the room, although I was the only one that could see it. The judge started.
"Seeing how this was a grave and therefore a grusome and heinous crime, but given your guilty plea, 30 years minimum, to be reprimanded at the Glavine Federal Correction institu... | This is just my luck instead of a guardian angel I have a giant psychopath looking out for me. Well I guess she isn’t a complete psychopath because she seems to care about me.
I never thought this would be my life. It all started that one day 8 years ago when I was standing in the snow. I had a terrible life to say... | |
[WP] Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian Demon. His methods are often much more violent. But much more straightforward. | I practically threw my wallet at the gang member. I pulled off my watch and handed him my smart phone too. I was scared. Not of the gun he held or the other five gang members surrounding me with knives drawn.
"You have my money," I said quickly, looking around, "Now go. Please! The code to unlock my phone is 389... | I light my cigarette, shakingly. I put away the lighter as I take a light glimpse over to my ever so "helpful" demon that fills my ears everyday.
"Do this" he says, "do that" he says.
The wild rustling of trash bags could be heard blocks away. Yet there he is... shoving a corpse into dumpster like a kid trying to fi... | |
[WP] Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian Demon. His methods are often much more violent. But much more straightforward. | When the devil himself appears before you and tells you you're going to protect some random human from all harm.
You do it.
It's the devil, you don't say no to him.
So a trip up to the human world. The last time I was up here... well that's a story for another time.
I began to search for the human. That's the thing... | The company dinner had just ended, but the party had just started. As was the custom in restaurants like these, the jugs of Tiger Beer appeared out of nowhere, and glasses that used to contain Coca-Cola were filled with the golden nectar.
"Intern only right? Never mind, drink glass can already," my colleagues said, ca... | |
[WP] Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian Demon. His methods are often much more violent. But much more straightforward. | The courtroom was tense. An erie miasma seemed to be blanketing the room, although I was the only one that could see it. The judge started.
"Seeing how this was a grave and therefore a grusome and heinous crime, but given your guilty plea, 30 years minimum, to be reprimanded at the Glavine Federal Correction institu... | The company dinner had just ended, but the party had just started. As was the custom in restaurants like these, the jugs of Tiger Beer appeared out of nowhere, and glasses that used to contain Coca-Cola were filled with the golden nectar.
"Intern only right? Never mind, drink glass can already," my colleagues said, ca... | |
[WP] Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian Demon. His methods are often much more violent. But much more straightforward. | The courtroom was tense. An erie miasma seemed to be blanketing the room, although I was the only one that could see it. The judge started.
"Seeing how this was a grave and therefore a grusome and heinous crime, but given your guilty plea, 30 years minimum, to be reprimanded at the Glavine Federal Correction institu... | When the devil himself appears before you and tells you you're going to protect some random human from all harm.
You do it.
It's the devil, you don't say no to him.
So a trip up to the human world. The last time I was up here... well that's a story for another time.
I began to search for the human. That's the thing... | |
[WP] A story written from the POV where the protagonist realises he's only an antagonist in someone elses story | That cheerful background music is moving toward the elevator. Ryan must leaving, going to lunch or something.
But where does the music come from, and why does it follow him everywhere he goes? And why does it play whenever anyone talks about Ryan or anything about him?
It's almost as if... No. No, there's no way.
Ok... | I've lost. After six hundred years of peace and stability. It's all crumbling down as I speak. From dust to dust. The kingdom I've built, the lives I've sown, the blood and sweat of thousands poured to unify the lands. How?
Everytime I seem to have him cornered, he miraculously pulls himself back from defeat into an o... | |
(I hope I did this right, first try making a prompt) | [WP] On a rainy night you let in a wounded girl begging for help. You treat her wounds and she spends the night at your place. Next day you wake up as the girl, alone in the house, with a note next to you. It starts with "I'm sorry..." | “*I’m sorry*,” read the note. “*You may not believe me, but this is the truth: My name is Lindsay Lohan and something terrible has happened to the both of us.*”
I blinked my eyes, heavy with sleep and something else, something foreign and sticky, dried tar on each lash. The note ended there, the end of the page ripped... | I had to pee, but the bed was warm and I didn’t really want to get up. It was Saturday and the sun was streaming through the line where the curtains were supposed to meet. I stretched not even bothering to fight the massive yawn that split my mouth open.
Red. I blinked once and then angled my head and lifted my hands... |
(I hope I did this right, first try making a prompt) | [WP] On a rainy night you let in a wounded girl begging for help. You treat her wounds and she spends the night at your place. Next day you wake up as the girl, alone in the house, with a note next to you. It starts with "I'm sorry..." | She came to my door in the rain. The dark night filled with thunder and lightning, like a drowned cat with nowhere to go. Her face was a mess, awash with smeared make up and soaking wet hair hiding her eyes. She pleaded for a dry bed, a place to sleep, somewhere warm to be safe for just a night. The children were aslee... | What the fuck!
What the flying fuck!
What is this?!
What did that girl do?!
Okay, calm down
Calm down
Deep breaths
Deep breaths
Calm down before you hurt yourself
What happened last night
I found a girl, wounded and begging for help
I took her to my house
Treated her wounds
And gave her something to eat
T... |
(I hope I did this right, first try making a prompt) | [WP] On a rainy night you let in a wounded girl begging for help. You treat her wounds and she spends the night at your place. Next day you wake up as the girl, alone in the house, with a note next to you. It starts with "I'm sorry..." | I have been told I am a soft touch. No, that's putting it too mildly -- I'm one of those suckers they say is born every minute. So when the girl - Alissa, she said her name was - came to my door all battered and bruised, yeah, of course I helped her. Of course I completely skipped over the part where I asked any number... | What the fuck!
What the flying fuck!
What is this?!
What did that girl do?!
Okay, calm down
Calm down
Deep breaths
Deep breaths
Calm down before you hurt yourself
What happened last night
I found a girl, wounded and begging for help
I took her to my house
Treated her wounds
And gave her something to eat
T... |
(I hope I did this right, first try making a prompt) | [WP] On a rainy night you let in a wounded girl begging for help. You treat her wounds and she spends the night at your place. Next day you wake up as the girl, alone in the house, with a note next to you. It starts with "I'm sorry..." | I have been told I am a soft touch. No, that's putting it too mildly -- I'm one of those suckers they say is born every minute. So when the girl - Alissa, she said her name was - came to my door all battered and bruised, yeah, of course I helped her. Of course I completely skipped over the part where I asked any number... | The rain was still continuing. Glancing at the clock, it was still before noon. A growl reverberated through my body, like it forgot about everything it ate last night.
Standing up to stretch, my lungs caught halfway.
'I can't breath.' My legs gave out as i managed to take a step back towards the couch.
I had half a... |
(I hope I did this right, first try making a prompt) | [WP] On a rainy night you let in a wounded girl begging for help. You treat her wounds and she spends the night at your place. Next day you wake up as the girl, alone in the house, with a note next to you. It starts with "I'm sorry..." | I have been told I am a soft touch. No, that's putting it too mildly -- I'm one of those suckers they say is born every minute. So when the girl - Alissa, she said her name was - came to my door all battered and bruised, yeah, of course I helped her. Of course I completely skipped over the part where I asked any number... | She came to my door in the rain. The dark night filled with thunder and lightning, like a drowned cat with nowhere to go. Her face was a mess, awash with smeared make up and soaking wet hair hiding her eyes. She pleaded for a dry bed, a place to sleep, somewhere warm to be safe for just a night. The children were aslee... |
(I hope I did this right, first try making a prompt) | [WP] On a rainy night you let in a wounded girl begging for help. You treat her wounds and she spends the night at your place. Next day you wake up as the girl, alone in the house, with a note next to you. It starts with "I'm sorry..." | Grey storm clouds gathered in the distance, approaching slowly. The air smelled like rain, and I sighed deeply, content. I loved the smell of rain. I looked up and down the dirt road in front of my inn, just to check and see if anyone happened to be coming along looking for shelter. It had been a quiet day, and the... | *I'm sorry.*
*Your life is not yours anymore. It is now mine till my mission is completed.*
*Everything I say past this point will annoy you more than anything that came before it but I'll need you to read, understand and keep this note, even if you doubt me and you're willing to tell the police on me. They will sug... |
(I hope I did this right, first try making a prompt) | [WP] On a rainy night you let in a wounded girl begging for help. You treat her wounds and she spends the night at your place. Next day you wake up as the girl, alone in the house, with a note next to you. It starts with "I'm sorry..." | I have been told I am a soft touch. No, that's putting it too mildly -- I'm one of those suckers they say is born every minute. So when the girl - Alissa, she said her name was - came to my door all battered and bruised, yeah, of course I helped her. Of course I completely skipped over the part where I asked any number... | *I'm sorry.*
*Your life is not yours anymore. It is now mine till my mission is completed.*
*Everything I say past this point will annoy you more than anything that came before it but I'll need you to read, understand and keep this note, even if you doubt me and you're willing to tell the police on me. They will sug... |
(I hope I did this right, first try making a prompt) | [WP] On a rainy night you let in a wounded girl begging for help. You treat her wounds and she spends the night at your place. Next day you wake up as the girl, alone in the house, with a note next to you. It starts with "I'm sorry..." | I have been told I am a soft touch. No, that's putting it too mildly -- I'm one of those suckers they say is born every minute. So when the girl - Alissa, she said her name was - came to my door all battered and bruised, yeah, of course I helped her. Of course I completely skipped over the part where I asked any number... | Grey storm clouds gathered in the distance, approaching slowly. The air smelled like rain, and I sighed deeply, content. I loved the smell of rain. I looked up and down the dirt road in front of my inn, just to check and see if anyone happened to be coming along looking for shelter. It had been a quiet day, and the... |
[WP] You finally have a career that takes you out your boring small town, ready to explore the world. It’s awkward at first, but your colleagues are kind, and you regale them with stories of your youth. The next day one of them confronts you, confused. From what he found, your town doesn’t exist. |
Jeff pressed an overstuffed envelope into my hand. Someone had written ‘Conclusive proof’ on it in neat block capitals.
‘What’s this, Jeff?’ I asked.
‘Well, I was listening to you yesterday and something seemed a bit off about your story. I mean, Carlingsford right? You’re saying that’s your home town.’
‘Well, ... | As they clutch steaming bowls of tomato soup, the crew glares at me. Last night was amazing—we drank and laughed and told each other stories about our homelands until dawn. Tonight, though…
“So where are you *really* from?” Daniel, head of the crew, asks, waggling a ladle at me. “And no lying!”
They’re kind people.... | |
[WP] A genie asks to hear your 3 wishes before granting then. Afterwards, he informs you that those wishes will be saved for his next master and you'll now receive the wishes of the previous master. | "Three wishes, huh?"
I held the lamp in front of me, regarding the vaguely humanoid, semitransparent puff of green smoke. The genie smirked at me, trying and failing to conceal his poor attempt to suppress laughter.
"Yep." He giggled, as if he had remembered the most hilarious joke he'd overheard. "You get to ask for... | Ray looked down at the shell the giant genie had emerged from not two seconds ago. Huh. Itty bitty living space indeed.
He glanced back up at the genie.
“So. Three wishes, right?”
The genie nodded and Ray brought out a list he’d carried in his pocket since fifth grade.
“I wish that every third Wednesday of mont... | |
[WP] A genie asks to hear your 3 wishes before granting then. Afterwards, he informs you that those wishes will be saved for his next master and you'll now receive the wishes of the previous master. | "I can wish for anything right? anything at all?" I said, sitting cross-legged on my bed. I'd only bought the ring 'cause it matched the color of my eyes. If this was really happening and I wasn't just hallucinating then I was about to fix everything for everybody. Forever.
"Yes, as long as it's logically possible and... | Ray looked down at the shell the giant genie had emerged from not two seconds ago. Huh. Itty bitty living space indeed.
He glanced back up at the genie.
“So. Three wishes, right?”
The genie nodded and Ray brought out a list he’d carried in his pocket since fifth grade.
“I wish that every third Wednesday of mont... | |
[WP] A genie asks to hear your 3 wishes before granting then. Afterwards, he informs you that those wishes will be saved for his next master and you'll now receive the wishes of the previous master. | "I can wish for anything right? anything at all?" I said, sitting cross-legged on my bed. I'd only bought the ring 'cause it matched the color of my eyes. If this was really happening and I wasn't just hallucinating then I was about to fix everything for everybody. Forever.
"Yes, as long as it's logically possible and... | "Three wishes, huh?"
I held the lamp in front of me, regarding the vaguely humanoid, semitransparent puff of green smoke. The genie smirked at me, trying and failing to conceal his poor attempt to suppress laughter.
"Yep." He giggled, as if he had remembered the most hilarious joke he'd overheard. "You get to ask for... | |
[WP] A genie asks to hear your 3 wishes before granting then. Afterwards, he informs you that those wishes will be saved for his next master and you'll now receive the wishes of the previous master. | "The previous' owner's first wish was for world peace" the genie said.
"Oh," I muttered. "I was hoping for some cash. but I guess the previous owner was a humanitarian, huh? I guess it's good for the world though."
The genie nodded, "Very good for the world indeed. I was more than happy to grant that wish."
"The ... | "Three wishes? Anything I want?" The genie grinned and nodded, a twinkle in his eye. I take a few moments to think. The genie lounged on my couch, looking over my worldly possessions. He seemed amused by the television.
"Do you have any suggestions?" I ask the being, startling him out of his first opportunity to watc... | |
[WP] A genie asks to hear your 3 wishes before granting then. Afterwards, he informs you that those wishes will be saved for his next master and you'll now receive the wishes of the previous master. | "The previous' owner's first wish was for world peace" the genie said.
"Oh," I muttered. "I was hoping for some cash. but I guess the previous owner was a humanitarian, huh? I guess it's good for the world though."
The genie nodded, "Very good for the world indeed. I was more than happy to grant that wish."
"The ... | "How is that even fair?" I screamed at the smokey red giant in front of me.
"Well most people wish for roughly the same thing anyway," he replied. "Wealth, happiness, destruction to their enemies, so it usually doesn't matter."
I thought for a moment. I did just wish to be rich and to live a long and happy life. The... | |
[WP] You are playing rock, paper, scissors with yourself in the mirror... and you lose. | Galway didn't trust mirrors, nor reflective surfaces in general for that matter. He couldn't justify his innate distrust for them, yet an intense dread permeated his core every time he was forced into a showdown with his own reflection. Nothing had prompted this response, as far as he could remember. Perhaps it was ano... | I stared at my reflection. I lifted my eyebrow. They lifted their eyebrow. I wiggled my nose. They wiggled theirs. I raised my left hand. They raised their right. I watched my reflection mirror every motion that I made, not missing a single beat.
"Are you ready?" we asked each other. We smiled and held out our fist. "... | |
[WP] You are playing rock, paper, scissors with yourself in the mirror... and you lose. | A chill ran up my spine as my face in the mirror blinked, slowly and clumsily rolling her neck as if it had been frozen in place for years. I closed my eyes – this couldn’t be happening, this had to be a dream – and tried to reach up to rub them with the heels of my hands.
But my hands wouldn’t cooperate.
I opened m... | I stared at my reflection. I lifted my eyebrow. They lifted their eyebrow. I wiggled my nose. They wiggled theirs. I raised my left hand. They raised their right. I watched my reflection mirror every motion that I made, not missing a single beat.
"Are you ready?" we asked each other. We smiled and held out our fist. "... | |
[WP] You are playing rock, paper, scissors with yourself in the mirror... and you lose. | A chill ran up my spine as my face in the mirror blinked, slowly and clumsily rolling her neck as if it had been frozen in place for years. I closed my eyes – this couldn’t be happening, this had to be a dream – and tried to reach up to rub them with the heels of my hands.
But my hands wouldn’t cooperate.
I opened m... | If I could just win this one. Just this one.
“One two three... Rock!”
Tie. He always throws the same as me.
Again. I can’t afford a tie.
“One two three... Paper!”
Tie. Goddamn it. I need this. I’ve been playing in front of this mirror for three hours, twenty-six minutes, five seconds and counting. I am so ti... | |
[WP] You won the lottery. $1000 a day for life. However, the lottery didn’t realize you were immortal. It’s been 400 years, and they’ve sent their 1000th hitman to kill you. You’ve bested all the others, but this one is different. | They’ve tried to poison me, stab me, drown me, drop sound equipment on me, even a moose during an interview. But this one... this one sits across from me smiling in pale makeup and a cleanly shaven head. It’s my friend Helmut Kruger. Or so I thought it was when I handed him his orders and turned to go to the bathroom. ... | He was short, like 4 foot 9 inches wearing a pokemon shirt and a red hat. He aimed a shotgun at me, yet I couldn't move because I was in such a shock that they sent a mere child to kill me."Don't you have any parents that know where you are?""My master Mr Lotto is my parent. Time to die!" He shoots the gun and misse... | |
[WP] You won the lottery. $1000 a day for life. However, the lottery didn’t realize you were immortal. It’s been 400 years, and they’ve sent their 1000th hitman to kill you. You’ve bested all the others, but this one is different. | Seneca said luck happens when preparation meets opportunity. Not for me. It was just timing. I didn't usually buy lottery tickets, but that day, I did. And then I won the lottery -- I hadn't prepared for it, and it wasn't really an opportunity, I just got lucky.
Then I got a little luckier: I decided not to take the l... | Had the first one worked the price for my head would have been cheaper than my lotto winnings. But at this point I am really wondering how they can afford to keep paying me and all of these contract killers. The first few were the easiest to get rid of, I just paid them off with a week’s worth of winnings.
These last... | |
[WP] You won the lottery. $1000 a day for life. However, the lottery didn’t realize you were immortal. It’s been 400 years, and they’ve sent their 1000th hitman to kill you. You’ve bested all the others, but this one is different. | I checked my phone, my daily $1000 deposit arrived. For a company so desperate to kill me, I have to admit they keep their promises. Money doesn't even matter to me anymore. Life got boring after year 140. I remember. The money that I won from the lottery is simple pocket change now. However I did use it to create a su... | Had the first one worked the price for my head would have been cheaper than my lotto winnings. But at this point I am really wondering how they can afford to keep paying me and all of these contract killers. The first few were the easiest to get rid of, I just paid them off with a week’s worth of winnings.
These last... | |
[WP] You won the lottery. $1000 a day for life. However, the lottery didn’t realize you were immortal. It’s been 400 years, and they’ve sent their 1000th hitman to kill you. You’ve bested all the others, but this one is different. | The hitman was different. He gave you a cheerful nod, then started beating the shit out of your place.
You try to stop him as his massive sledgehammer devastated centuries of opulence, but you were immortal, not "Superman-without-flight" immortal. You swung and bounced along with the wreckage, only without shattering... | that's only $365,000 a year. at 3% inflation your money loses half of its value every 24 years. after the first hundred years your yearly take home would be worth $22,000 before taxes.
after 200 years your yearly take home is worth less than $1500 before taxes.
after 300 years youd be lucky to afford a single nice ... | |
[WP] You won the lottery. $1000 a day for life. However, the lottery didn’t realize you were immortal. It’s been 400 years, and they’ve sent their 1000th hitman to kill you. You’ve bested all the others, but this one is different. | I checked my phone, my daily $1000 deposit arrived. For a company so desperate to kill me, I have to admit they keep their promises. Money doesn't even matter to me anymore. Life got boring after year 140. I remember. The money that I won from the lottery is simple pocket change now. However I did use it to create a su... | that's only $365,000 a year. at 3% inflation your money loses half of its value every 24 years. after the first hundred years your yearly take home would be worth $22,000 before taxes.
after 200 years your yearly take home is worth less than $1500 before taxes.
after 300 years youd be lucky to afford a single nice ... | |
[WP] You won the lottery. $1000 a day for life. However, the lottery didn’t realize you were immortal. It’s been 400 years, and they’ve sent their 1000th hitman to kill you. You’ve bested all the others, but this one is different. | I checked my phone, my daily $1000 deposit arrived. For a company so desperate to kill me, I have to admit they keep their promises. Money doesn't even matter to me anymore. Life got boring after year 140. I remember. The money that I won from the lottery is simple pocket change now. However I did use it to create a su... | The hitman was different. He gave you a cheerful nod, then started beating the shit out of your place.
You try to stop him as his massive sledgehammer devastated centuries of opulence, but you were immortal, not "Superman-without-flight" immortal. You swung and bounced along with the wreckage, only without shattering... | |
[WP] You won the lottery. $1000 a day for life. However, the lottery didn’t realize you were immortal. It’s been 400 years, and they’ve sent their 1000th hitman to kill you. You’ve bested all the others, but this one is different. | I checked my phone, my daily $1000 deposit arrived. For a company so desperate to kill me, I have to admit they keep their promises. Money doesn't even matter to me anymore. Life got boring after year 140. I remember. The money that I won from the lottery is simple pocket change now. However I did use it to create a su... | *The thousandth assassin has arrived.* Hilda drifted in through the walls. Covered in chains and drowned a near score of millennia ago she was once a Shield maiden. The fiercest, or so she says, murdered the way she was as price to buy time for her family to flee. Now she shoot strong as scout and adviser. She was the ... | |
[WP] When Voldemort was about to enter the Potters home, he didn't expect the most powerful witches to be protecting Harry and his family. Not even his immortality could protect him from the combined wrath of Mary Poppins and Mrs. Frizzle. | The door to the Magic School Bus closed with a familiar creak. A frazzled looking red head waved behind the doors windows, looking on as the last muggle child trudged slowly up their country lane to the cozy, brick house up ahead. Mrs. Frizzle's smile wilted slightly, replaced by something close to determination with h... | I fear what's to happen all happened before.
\-Bert, Mary Poppins (1964)
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It is Halloween night and a cold wind is blowing in the east. The small town of Godric's Hollow is full of giggling children as they visit each house in pursuit of their treasures. A young boy dressed as a lizard opens his candy ba... | |
[WP] When Voldemort was about to enter the Potters home, he didn't expect the most powerful witches to be protecting Harry and his family. Not even his immortality could protect him from the combined wrath of Mary Poppins and Mrs. Frizzle. | As Voldemort neared the front door the house was illuminated in a bright yellow light and the sound of an electric horn. Glancing over his shoulder he could see a rather irate red head driving a muggle school bus directly at him.
"Wingardium Leviosa," shouts Volemort and he points toward the bus with his wand sending... | Mrs Frizzle summons her bus in order to go inside Voldemort and destroy him with its enlargement but she was too late.
“Imperio,” he whispers.
Lily Potter, holding her baby protectively suddenly feels a wash of pure happiness and hears a voice in her head commanding her to shake her baby boy.
A look of horror fills ... | |
[WP] When Voldemort was about to enter the Potters home, he didn't expect the most powerful witches to be protecting Harry and his family. Not even his immortality could protect him from the combined wrath of Mary Poppins and Mrs. Frizzle. | Voldemort stepped through the magical veil protecting the Potter's house. Gleefully laughing at this nigh impenetrable magic that wormtail had helped him bypass. That is until he looked closer at the house. A small yellow bus that he could tell was bigger on the inside sat in the driveway. She was here. One of the most... | Mrs Frizzle summons her bus in order to go inside Voldemort and destroy him with its enlargement but she was too late.
“Imperio,” he whispers.
Lily Potter, holding her baby protectively suddenly feels a wash of pure happiness and hears a voice in her head commanding her to shake her baby boy.
A look of horror fills ... | |
[WP] When Voldemort was about to enter the Potters home, he didn't expect the most powerful witches to be protecting Harry and his family. Not even his immortality could protect him from the combined wrath of Mary Poppins and Mrs. Frizzle. |
“Chim-chim chimney chim-chim-cheroo!”
Voldemort screamed as his body flew backwards across the land.
Mary Poppins straightened her jacket. “Good riddance!”
Valerie pulled up in the Magic School bus, the sides decorated in arcane symbols and pages of grimoires. Valerie stepped from the bus and joined her comrade.... | Mrs Frizzle summons her bus in order to go inside Voldemort and destroy him with its enlargement but she was too late.
“Imperio,” he whispers.
Lily Potter, holding her baby protectively suddenly feels a wash of pure happiness and hears a voice in her head commanding her to shake her baby boy.
A look of horror fills ... | |
[WP] When Voldemort was about to enter the Potters home, he didn't expect the most powerful witches to be protecting Harry and his family. Not even his immortality could protect him from the combined wrath of Mary Poppins and Mrs. Frizzle. | His cloak bristled the autumn leaves as he walked up the flagged pathway. He deftly flicked his wand without breaking his stride and watched as the little cottage shimmered into view.
He heard a bustling inside the home, they knew he was coming. As he approached the door, it opened suddenly, as if it knew what evil wa... | Mrs Frizzle summons her bus in order to go inside Voldemort and destroy him with its enlargement but she was too late.
“Imperio,” he whispers.
Lily Potter, holding her baby protectively suddenly feels a wash of pure happiness and hears a voice in her head commanding her to shake her baby boy.
A look of horror fills ... | |
[WP] The universe is in the final stages of heat death. The last remnants of humanity live in ring stations built around white dwarfs and black holes. As the final stars die, humanity throws everything left into an insane, experimental technology- a technology that promises salvation. | *This is my first one here in r/WritingPrompts HAHA feel free to criticize me (is that the correct term?)*
"From dust I was made, to dust I shall return," says the test subject, "I'm ready." He was afraid to enter the machine, nobody knew what would happen. The fear he felt, thinking that the machine would destroy him... | "Our project was controversial, to say the least. Most called us mad scientists. This is a fair point; we were, after all, right about to 'end the world'. But what did it mean anyway, with the entire universe in shambles, and only a handful of systems in a single galaxy still inhabitable? We had failed our mission as a... | |
[WP] Animals with eyes on the sided their head are prey and animals with eyes in front are predators. Tell the story of why dragons have eyes on the side of their head | "Evolution is a wonderful thing," Kathryn said, not for the first time.
Jared rolled his eyes, "Just because we are biologists doesn't mean you have to keep repeating that. We all get it. Evolution rules."
"I know, I know. It's just... this place is spooky. It keeps me distracted, reflecting on life's ultimate purpos... | We've lived peacefully alongside the enormous beast for years. But today, something felt different.
I worked in a facility that tended to dragon's medical issues. I recorded every dragon and built an average list of daily visits.
Monday: 3.5
Tuesday: 5.2
Wednesday: 2.3
Thursday: 5.0
Friday: 6.1
Saturday: 5.2
Su... | |
[WP] As the hostile alien fleet closed in on Earth, oceans the world over began to churn. On the night side of the planet, all eyes are drawn skyward as the moon begins to visibly rotate. A flash of static hits every radio frequency before an echoic voice bellows, "This is our planet, too." | I hated the Dolphining from the moment I heard that stupid fucking name.
I mean, what were they going to do? Flap their stupid fucking flippers in the general direction of the alien ships?
Some people were in awe of them. Some people cried at the thought of how we’d exploited them for our entertainment. Not me; I wis... | The main gun of an M5 Goliath battle tank tracked the moonship as two retrograde thrusters pivoted 90 degrees and fired landwards. F-41 Starhawks screamed overhead, flanked by two starships of Earth's own design, which appeared as little more than floating tubes of steel covered in bulky blocks of nuclear missile tubes... | |
[WP] As the hostile alien fleet closed in on Earth, oceans the world over began to churn. On the night side of the planet, all eyes are drawn skyward as the moon begins to visibly rotate. A flash of static hits every radio frequency before an echoic voice bellows, "This is our planet, too." | I hated the Dolphining from the moment I heard that stupid fucking name.
I mean, what were they going to do? Flap their stupid fucking flippers in the general direction of the alien ships?
Some people were in awe of them. Some people cried at the thought of how we’d exploited them for our entertainment. Not me; I wis... | I can't help myself anymore, I'm just too terrified at this point.
Last saturday morning i was playing with my older brother and father, my mother prepared a nice, warm breakfast of sunnyside eggs and ham, along with some orange juice and few bacon strips, before my brothers and i went out on a journey near the lake ... | |
[WP] As the hostile alien fleet closed in on Earth, oceans the world over began to churn. On the night side of the planet, all eyes are drawn skyward as the moon begins to visibly rotate. A flash of static hits every radio frequency before an echoic voice bellows, "This is our planet, too." | We were doomed to a fiery atomic death. The Hasturan Fleet was closing in on Sol-3a, closing in on our Earth. The enemy was a vast mind, a being composed of trillions of bodies and brains. We were hopeless as their hivemind allocated what it claimed to be a 'light assault fleet' of 77,000 ships to glass the continents ... | I can't help myself anymore, I'm just too terrified at this point.
Last saturday morning i was playing with my older brother and father, my mother prepared a nice, warm breakfast of sunnyside eggs and ham, along with some orange juice and few bacon strips, before my brothers and i went out on a journey near the lake ... | |
[WP] Aliens invade earth, but they have never understood the concept of guerilla warfare. Humanity's doom is out there, marching toward us in neat, straight lines. |
The story of how the Human race found itself not only as part of The Unity, but also as it’s main military councilors, is a sad and funny one, that demonstrates some lessons in how not to make a first contact.
Until the Earthling war, when the Unity council decided that a system or planet was of interest, and sho... | **Commanders report to high command, rotation 10 of the Terran campaign.**
The humans are insane.
The members of any sane race in the galaxy, when faced with multiple options they will simply choose the one most advantageous to themselves.
Obedience or Servitude? Choose Obedience
Servitude or slavery? Choose Se... | |
[WP] Aliens invade earth, but they have never understood the concept of guerilla warfare. Humanity's doom is out there, marching toward us in neat, straight lines. |
The story of how the Human race found itself not only as part of The Unity, but also as it’s main military councilors, is a sad and funny one, that demonstrates some lessons in how not to make a first contact.
Until the Earthling war, when the Unity council decided that a system or planet was of interest, and sho... | Heh. Heh heh heh. Old-school science fiction tends to paint humanity as the fragile hothouse flowers of the galaxy. Not much in the way of natural weaponry or armor, and apparently rather frail in structure.
But what if it's the reverse? What if Earth, to the perception of every other starfaring culture, is a planetar... | |
[WP] Aliens invade earth, but they have never understood the concept of guerilla warfare. Humanity's doom is out there, marching toward us in neat, straight lines. |
The story of how the Human race found itself not only as part of The Unity, but also as it’s main military councilors, is a sad and funny one, that demonstrates some lessons in how not to make a first contact.
Until the Earthling war, when the Unity council decided that a system or planet was of interest, and sho... | Dr. Sarah Godavaci, leading astronomer and military advisor to the Union of Alien Affairs, turned to her subordinate taking the large binder containing reports of spectrophotometry, advanced imaging, and other information regarding the redcoat’s home planet. It’s been ten years since the attack from the alien species, ... | |
[WP] Aliens invade earth, but they have never understood the concept of guerilla warfare. Humanity's doom is out there, marching toward us in neat, straight lines. | Command Report Stardate 103984932 High Inquisitor Melfizoc
Despite our numerous preparations for the initial assault, today took an unexpected turn. Nearly half of our front line forces were eliminated today when they met with resistance from the native primitives. It would appear these primitives have some advanced t... | Dr. Sarah Godavaci, leading astronomer and military advisor to the Union of Alien Affairs, turned to her subordinate taking the large binder containing reports of spectrophotometry, advanced imaging, and other information regarding the redcoat’s home planet. It’s been ten years since the attack from the alien species, ... | |
[WP] Aliens invade earth, but they have never understood the concept of guerilla warfare. Humanity's doom is out there, marching toward us in neat, straight lines. | Many people, throughout the myriad ages have tried to define what humanity truly is; To some, it's ingenuity, to others it is compassion, again to some others it is our artistic ability. Poets claim it is our ability to know deeper meaning, philosophers differ from pain, lust, power and suffering as our definite traits... | Dr. Sarah Godavaci, leading astronomer and military advisor to the Union of Alien Affairs, turned to her subordinate taking the large binder containing reports of spectrophotometry, advanced imaging, and other information regarding the redcoat’s home planet. It’s been ten years since the attack from the alien species, ... | |
[WP] Aliens invade earth, but they have never understood the concept of guerilla warfare. Humanity's doom is out there, marching toward us in neat, straight lines. | Many people, throughout the myriad ages have tried to define what humanity truly is; To some, it's ingenuity, to others it is compassion, again to some others it is our artistic ability. Poets claim it is our ability to know deeper meaning, philosophers differ from pain, lust, power and suffering as our definite traits... | Command Report Stardate 103984932 High Inquisitor Melfizoc
Despite our numerous preparations for the initial assault, today took an unexpected turn. Nearly half of our front line forces were eliminated today when they met with resistance from the native primitives. It would appear these primitives have some advanced t... | |
[WP] Aliens invade earth, but they have never understood the concept of guerilla warfare. Humanity's doom is out there, marching toward us in neat, straight lines. | People have a terrible understanding of scope and scale. It’s just a light-year, how many of them could there be? Gee Ben, I don’t know, how many alien ships do you think can fit into *six trillion miles*? One by one, unceasing, and that’s just all we could observe. There could be infinitely more equally patient, equal... | We knew they were coming. The news spread quick throughout our world. These beings looked similar to us, but they were not like us at all. The first time their massive ships appeared on the horizon, no one knew what to expect. By the time they landed, we had our defenses prepared. We had no idea how little damage we co... | |
[WP] Aliens invade earth, but they have never understood the concept of guerilla warfare. Humanity's doom is out there, marching toward us in neat, straight lines. | Many people, throughout the myriad ages have tried to define what humanity truly is; To some, it's ingenuity, to others it is compassion, again to some others it is our artistic ability. Poets claim it is our ability to know deeper meaning, philosophers differ from pain, lust, power and suffering as our definite traits... | We knew they were coming. The news spread quick throughout our world. These beings looked similar to us, but they were not like us at all. The first time their massive ships appeared on the horizon, no one knew what to expect. By the time they landed, we had our defenses prepared. We had no idea how little damage we co... | |
[WP] Aliens invade earth, but they have never understood the concept of guerilla warfare. Humanity's doom is out there, marching toward us in neat, straight lines. | Many people, throughout the myriad ages have tried to define what humanity truly is; To some, it's ingenuity, to others it is compassion, again to some others it is our artistic ability. Poets claim it is our ability to know deeper meaning, philosophers differ from pain, lust, power and suffering as our definite traits... | People have a terrible understanding of scope and scale. It’s just a light-year, how many of them could there be? Gee Ben, I don’t know, how many alien ships do you think can fit into *six trillion miles*? One by one, unceasing, and that’s just all we could observe. There could be infinitely more equally patient, equal... | |
[WP] A Vampire Hunter, a Dragon Slayer, a Witch Inquisitor, and a Demon Excorcist must work together to kill a Vampire Dragon possessed by a Demon controlled by a powerful coven of Witches. They all absolutely hate each other. | "Hey, stake-fingers, hands off the sword."
"I have a _name_," said the non-stake-fingered vampire hunter, whose name was Valentina. "And 'hands off the sword' isn't something I get very often."
The Dragon Slayer stared at her dumbly for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, then flushed. "Stop that."
"Stop what?"
"Flir... | Stormy gray skies had writhed and molded until they were black as sin with crackling tongues of lightning that licked the earth in the distance. No chance for a fire to burn, less the blaze was equally as wicked. The flames burned well below when Marcus slid the telescope closed, "It looks like the ceremony is underway... | |
[WP] A Vampire Hunter, a Dragon Slayer, a Witch Inquisitor, and a Demon Excorcist must work together to kill a Vampire Dragon possessed by a Demon controlled by a powerful coven of Witches. They all absolutely hate each other. | "We need to kill a *what*?"
Sometimes, just sometimes, Gwen was positive she chose the wrong career. She was in her late twenties, still in the optimal range to squeeze out a kid or two, and had a nice face. Not a pretty face, just a nice one. If she tried, she could be the nice, stay-at-home mom she often sneered at... | Stormy gray skies had writhed and molded until they were black as sin with crackling tongues of lightning that licked the earth in the distance. No chance for a fire to burn, less the blaze was equally as wicked. The flames burned well below when Marcus slid the telescope closed, "It looks like the ceremony is underway... | |
[WP] A Vampire Hunter, a Dragon Slayer, a Witch Inquisitor, and a Demon Excorcist must work together to kill a Vampire Dragon possessed by a Demon controlled by a powerful coven of Witches. They all absolutely hate each other. | "We need to kill a *what*?"
Sometimes, just sometimes, Gwen was positive she chose the wrong career. She was in her late twenties, still in the optimal range to squeeze out a kid or two, and had a nice face. Not a pretty face, just a nice one. If she tried, she could be the nice, stay-at-home mom she often sneered at... | "Hey, stake-fingers, hands off the sword."
"I have a _name_," said the non-stake-fingered vampire hunter, whose name was Valentina. "And 'hands off the sword' isn't something I get very often."
The Dragon Slayer stared at her dumbly for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, then flushed. "Stop that."
"Stop what?"
"Flir... | |
[WP] A Vampire Hunter, a Dragon Slayer, a Witch Inquisitor, and a Demon Excorcist must work together to kill a Vampire Dragon possessed by a Demon controlled by a powerful coven of Witches. They all absolutely hate each other. | "How the hell does a dragon get possessed by demon?" Asked the Vampire hunter as he added more wooden stakes to his utility belt, "I thought only human souls could be possessed".
"With witches anythings possible", replied the Witch Inquisitor who was tying the laces to her thigh high leather boots.
"Shows what the fu... | From land afar came the wise,
a collection of masters in disguise,
To slay the beast was the request,
Achieving that was not the test,
Even tho they had great skill,
Their conquest brought a chill,
To every man that heard them speak,
Words that would make a sailor squeak,
No one could say for certain,
If they would ha... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | “Smith! We got a noise complaint, go check it out- small neighbourhood on north street 34 house probably nothing”
Fucking a minute off my shift dammit
“Yes chief” I’m not a pussy I just gotta keep this job okay.
So twenty minutes later I’m coming up on north street, a small town skittering the edge of civilisation. ... | I didn’t think I would be a police officer on one of these runs, but hey, it seemed appealing.
Usually, I stick to the normal office jobs, boring stuff, you know? Paperwork, coffee breaks, whatever.
Turns out, it’s pretty much the same, except sometimes, I get to drive out and hunt some idiot down for breaking the la... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | It was 12:11pm. I had only been on my lunch break for eleven minutes, eating a chicken sandwich parked across the road from the gates of a local high school. This was my usual spot to take break since it made me feel like I was still doing my duty even though I was stuffing my face at the same time. Got to protect our ... | I didn’t think I would be a police officer on one of these runs, but hey, it seemed appealing.
Usually, I stick to the normal office jobs, boring stuff, you know? Paperwork, coffee breaks, whatever.
Turns out, it’s pretty much the same, except sometimes, I get to drive out and hunt some idiot down for breaking the la... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | "No, don't run that way, this way!" Damn idiot kid nearly ran into the basement; nothing down there but an ancient boiler that heats this old warehouse and a confusing tangle of dead-ends and rusty pipes. What kind of weirdo teenagers breaks into an abandoned factory to hook-up anyway? A crash from behind us indicated ... | I didn’t think I would be a police officer on one of these runs, but hey, it seemed appealing.
Usually, I stick to the normal office jobs, boring stuff, you know? Paperwork, coffee breaks, whatever.
Turns out, it’s pretty much the same, except sometimes, I get to drive out and hunt some idiot down for breaking the la... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | It was 12:11pm. I had only been on my lunch break for eleven minutes, eating a chicken sandwich parked across the road from the gates of a local high school. This was my usual spot to take break since it made me feel like I was still doing my duty even though I was stuffing my face at the same time. Got to protect our ... | The call came in around 11:15pm PST for a noise complaint. Apparently, some teenagers had been screaming their heads off and the neighbors had called it in. Officer Riley and I got to the scene and stepped out of our patrol vehicle around 11:22pm and the street was quiet except the screams coming from in the house. Ril... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | "No, don't run that way, this way!" Damn idiot kid nearly ran into the basement; nothing down there but an ancient boiler that heats this old warehouse and a confusing tangle of dead-ends and rusty pipes. What kind of weirdo teenagers breaks into an abandoned factory to hook-up anyway? A crash from behind us indicated ... | The call came in around 11:15pm PST for a noise complaint. Apparently, some teenagers had been screaming their heads off and the neighbors had called it in. Officer Riley and I got to the scene and stepped out of our patrol vehicle around 11:22pm and the street was quiet except the screams coming from in the house. Ril... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | "No, don't run that way, this way!" Damn idiot kid nearly ran into the basement; nothing down there but an ancient boiler that heats this old warehouse and a confusing tangle of dead-ends and rusty pipes. What kind of weirdo teenagers breaks into an abandoned factory to hook-up anyway? A crash from behind us indicated ... | “Smith! We got a noise complaint, go check it out- small neighbourhood on north street 34 house probably nothing”
Fucking a minute off my shift dammit
“Yes chief” I’m not a pussy I just gotta keep this job okay.
So twenty minutes later I’m coming up on north street, a small town skittering the edge of civilisation. ... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | "No, don't run that way, this way!" Damn idiot kid nearly ran into the basement; nothing down there but an ancient boiler that heats this old warehouse and a confusing tangle of dead-ends and rusty pipes. What kind of weirdo teenagers breaks into an abandoned factory to hook-up anyway? A crash from behind us indicated ... | It was 12:11pm. I had only been on my lunch break for eleven minutes, eating a chicken sandwich parked across the road from the gates of a local high school. This was my usual spot to take break since it made me feel like I was still doing my duty even though I was stuffing my face at the same time. Got to protect our ... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | Some weird things have been going on lately. I don’t know if it’s the start of fall, the cool air, or the Halloween spirit (no pun intended) coming early. I pulled my squad car up to the convenient store. It was my regular stop in the early morning, but I due to lack of officers in our town, I was working night shift t... | *What do you do when your entire continent disappears?
When what comes to life are your realest fears?*
Apparently run around like headless chickens, rioting, looting, and committing general buffoonery.
But oh no, not me sir. I wouldn't do any of that, or my name isn't "Jester Saneman", just ... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | \---Verbal Report transcript of 415, construction site located at Hawthorne Boulevard and Wilmington Avenue, November 7th, 2018. Unnamed Sergeant Shift Supervisor interview.---
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"Camera is on... go ahead and start wherever you'd like."
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I've been workin the beat for 15 years now. LAPD. I nev... | *What do you do when your entire continent disappears?
When what comes to life are your realest fears?*
Apparently run around like headless chickens, rioting, looting, and committing general buffoonery.
But oh no, not me sir. I wouldn't do any of that, or my name isn't "Jester Saneman", just ... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | Some weird things have been going on lately. I don’t know if it’s the start of fall, the cool air, or the Halloween spirit (no pun intended) coming early. I pulled my squad car up to the convenient store. It was my regular stop in the early morning, but I due to lack of officers in our town, I was working night shift t... | I carefully weighed the situation. The monster *whatever it was* had long since fled. Confronted with someone armed, who knew how to fight, it had decided it had drunk enough blood this harvest. Wasn’t a match for officer Duke. *clever boy* I think to myself.
*what to do about this mess?*. Three dead cheerleaders and... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | I've been on this case for some time. Nut job left a trail of blood a mile wide (figuratively speaking, but not by much) all across the city. It started with him killing some kids at a camp. Not just killing them, but butchering them in terrible ways. One he shot through the eye with a crossbow (ok, crossbow bolt),... | I carefully weighed the situation. The monster *whatever it was* had long since fled. Confronted with someone armed, who knew how to fight, it had decided it had drunk enough blood this harvest. Wasn’t a match for officer Duke. *clever boy* I think to myself.
*what to do about this mess?*. Three dead cheerleaders and... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | I walk up to the house at 135 Cherry Lane and knock on the front door. My partner trusts me enough to handle the situation on my own. Hopefully this won't take long. The full moon is glowing tonight, and I still have other houses to visit.
"Hello?" I call out. "There's been a noise complaint about screaming and gunsho... | I carefully weighed the situation. The monster *whatever it was* had long since fled. Confronted with someone armed, who knew how to fight, it had decided it had drunk enough blood this harvest. Wasn’t a match for officer Duke. *clever boy* I think to myself.
*what to do about this mess?*. Three dead cheerleaders and... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | \---Verbal Report transcript of 415, construction site located at Hawthorne Boulevard and Wilmington Avenue, November 7th, 2018. Unnamed Sergeant Shift Supervisor interview.---
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"Camera is on... go ahead and start wherever you'd like."
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I've been workin the beat for 15 years now. LAPD. I nev... | I carefully weighed the situation. The monster *whatever it was* had long since fled. Confronted with someone armed, who knew how to fight, it had decided it had drunk enough blood this harvest. Wasn’t a match for officer Duke. *clever boy* I think to myself.
*what to do about this mess?*. Three dead cheerleaders and... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | There was a time that I didn't think about the taste of ink running through my veins, the smell of stale piss and arthritis in my fingers. But it was just so, in a small town.
The town never had any incidents worse than a noisy neighbour or teenagers doing a run on the night. Sometimes a stray would rear its head ... | I carefully weighed the situation. The monster *whatever it was* had long since fled. Confronted with someone armed, who knew how to fight, it had decided it had drunk enough blood this harvest. Wasn’t a match for officer Duke. *clever boy* I think to myself.
*what to do about this mess?*. Three dead cheerleaders and... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | I honestly don't know how some of these guys do it. I mean, I have suspicions, but...I'm single, not many friends, not many hobbies, so that's how *I* stay on top of it. These other guys, though - how can you write meaningful, well-thought-out, *error-free* reports when you've got all this other shit to take care of du... | I carefully weighed the situation. The monster *whatever it was* had long since fled. Confronted with someone armed, who knew how to fight, it had decided it had drunk enough blood this harvest. Wasn’t a match for officer Duke. *clever boy* I think to myself.
*what to do about this mess?*. Three dead cheerleaders and... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | The scent in the patrol car was an exotic mix of chemical cleaner, stale farts, and Mexican food. My partner, Stanley, was tapping her hand on the passenger window in time with the rhythm of the rain.
"You know...", she said, nursing her coffee cup, "the biggest cop killer is heart disease. All that grease is gonna ta... | I carefully weighed the situation. The monster *whatever it was* had long since fled. Confronted with someone armed, who knew how to fight, it had decided it had drunk enough blood this harvest. Wasn’t a match for officer Duke. *clever boy* I think to myself.
*what to do about this mess?*. Three dead cheerleaders and... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | \---Verbal Report transcript of 415, construction site located at Hawthorne Boulevard and Wilmington Avenue, November 7th, 2018. Unnamed Sergeant Shift Supervisor interview.---
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"Camera is on... go ahead and start wherever you'd like."
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I've been workin the beat for 15 years now. LAPD. I nev... | Some weird things have been going on lately. I don’t know if it’s the start of fall, the cool air, or the Halloween spirit (no pun intended) coming early. I pulled my squad car up to the convenient store. It was my regular stop in the early morning, but I due to lack of officers in our town, I was working night shift t... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | \---Verbal Report transcript of 415, construction site located at Hawthorne Boulevard and Wilmington Avenue, November 7th, 2018. Unnamed Sergeant Shift Supervisor interview.---
​
"Camera is on... go ahead and start wherever you'd like."
​
I've been workin the beat for 15 years now. LAPD. I nev... | I've been on this case for some time. Nut job left a trail of blood a mile wide (figuratively speaking, but not by much) all across the city. It started with him killing some kids at a camp. Not just killing them, but butchering them in terrible ways. One he shot through the eye with a crossbow (ok, crossbow bolt),... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | \---Verbal Report transcript of 415, construction site located at Hawthorne Boulevard and Wilmington Avenue, November 7th, 2018. Unnamed Sergeant Shift Supervisor interview.---
​
"Camera is on... go ahead and start wherever you'd like."
​
I've been workin the beat for 15 years now. LAPD. I nev... | I walk up to the house at 135 Cherry Lane and knock on the front door. My partner trusts me enough to handle the situation on my own. Hopefully this won't take long. The full moon is glowing tonight, and I still have other houses to visit.
"Hello?" I call out. "There's been a noise complaint about screaming and gunsho... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | I honestly don't know how some of these guys do it. I mean, I have suspicions, but...I'm single, not many friends, not many hobbies, so that's how *I* stay on top of it. These other guys, though - how can you write meaningful, well-thought-out, *error-free* reports when you've got all this other shit to take care of du... | There was a time that I didn't think about the taste of ink running through my veins, the smell of stale piss and arthritis in my fingers. But it was just so, in a small town.
The town never had any incidents worse than a noisy neighbour or teenagers doing a run on the night. Sometimes a stray would rear its head ... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | The scent in the patrol car was an exotic mix of chemical cleaner, stale farts, and Mexican food. My partner, Stanley, was tapping her hand on the passenger window in time with the rhythm of the rain.
"You know...", she said, nursing her coffee cup, "the biggest cop killer is heart disease. All that grease is gonna ta... | "Have you ever shot an alien?"
"No."
"Have you ever fired a ray gun?"
"No."
"Have you ever shot down a flying saucer while lying on your back, screaming 'aaaaargh'?"
"No, Danny." said Nicholas with a sigh, "Look, being a police officer on exchange in Roswell, New Mexico is just like any other standard beat. N... | |
[WP] You're a police officer in a horror movie, but actually competent. | The scent in the patrol car was an exotic mix of chemical cleaner, stale farts, and Mexican food. My partner, Stanley, was tapping her hand on the passenger window in time with the rhythm of the rain.
"You know...", she said, nursing her coffee cup, "the biggest cop killer is heart disease. All that grease is gonna ta... | Even I heard about the sewers. The story of the disappearing orphan even made its way to someone as out of touch as I am. It’s said that a child ran away from the nearby orphanage into the woods. A storm hit soon after and she was tossed around by the flood currents until she found herself where the water ended up: the... | |
[WP] After Earth realized that other worlds actually are summoning our people to theirs for various reasons, governments took the natural next step: Regulate it. Now even the deities are faced with the hell of bureaucracy and taxes whenever they try to take someone. | "Look, for some reason or another, the Oracle's specified that it must be a eighteen year old female of Asian descent that comes over to assist us." The man, shuffling uncomfortably in a suit and tie, pointed at the representative sitting opposite him. "The Demon King apparently can only be defeated by a hero that fits... | It all starts in japan. Young teenager to young adults around japan would disappear and come back later. Some returns in a few seconds and some returns in a few days, some returns years later. There were also some other unfortunate souls who would disappear and never come back. Due to the random disappearance time and ... | |
[WP] After Earth realized that other worlds actually are summoning our people to theirs for various reasons, governments took the natural next step: Regulate it. Now even the deities are faced with the hell of bureaucracy and taxes whenever they try to take someone. | "Where do I go to apply for a generic hero for summoning?" Davids looked up at the young woman that had walked up to his desk. She wore the kind of clothing that you typically found of magic based societies, silks and fine linen. He sighed and leaned back into his chair; how they kept managing to find a tiny office ... | It all starts in japan. Young teenager to young adults around japan would disappear and come back later. Some returns in a few seconds and some returns in a few days, some returns years later. There were also some other unfortunate souls who would disappear and never come back. Due to the random disappearance time and ... | |
[WP] After Earth realized that other worlds actually are summoning our people to theirs for various reasons, governments took the natural next step: Regulate it. Now even the deities are faced with the hell of bureaucracy and taxes whenever they try to take someone. | The doors of the elevator slid silently open, revealing the shining white office on the other side. The light shimmered a pale white, reflecting off the highly polished mahogany desk that sat in the middle of the room. As he saw this sight, George sighed and trudged over to the desk, placing his bag down with a loud th... | It all starts in japan. Young teenager to young adults around japan would disappear and come back later. Some returns in a few seconds and some returns in a few days, some returns years later. There were also some other unfortunate souls who would disappear and never come back. Due to the random disappearance time and ... | |
[WP] The last bottle of maple syrup has expired. Canada has fallen. | The checkpoint was carved from the apocalypse itself; blighted maple. Only use of the darn trees nowadays. It was an ungainly sight, planted on top of what remains of the Trans-Canada Highway, much like a polar bear wearing a Bruins jersey; unnerving, awkward, but strangely fitting. And what was once the Great White No... | The most important part of Elenore's morning routine in her opinion was eating pancakes glazed with honey and maple syrup. There couldn't possibly be anything better than the feeling when that sweet buttermilk fluffiness slipped off the fork and onto her tongue. If she didn't have her pancakes in the morning, she was a... | |
[WP] Everyone dies someday, how they die determines what powers they gain in the next world. You are the last and only human on Earth as the sun engulfs it. Now you have finally entered the new world. | Eden was fine enough a place to go for the dead. A place of wonder, with cities forged by the powers of men crushed by steel beams. Beautiful forests grown at the hands of the hanged. Lakes conjured by the drowned, and countrysides forged by the lost and starving.
Of course, there were other places. Eternal, flaming b... | As you were reborn into the new world you carried with you the power of destruction.
Your kick could level buildings. Your sneeze was the butterfly effect for many a tornado and hurricane. Your touch simply engulfed your friends and enemies alike into spontaneous flames.
As years passed you became more and more isola... | |
[WP] After the spaceships left a group of volunteers from each nation stayed to clean up their planet. Vowing to rid it of all the toxic waste they had created and make it safe for the people to return. They didn’t account for the shift in the food chain this massive population shift would cause. | It had been only a few months since the ships had left. Most of the clean up crew still thought it unnerving to walk the empty streets and towns. We had heard reports that the cleanup effort was going well in other parts of the world, but the problems here just seemed so insurmountable. How were 500 people expected to ... | Larry clocked in, and put on the haz mat suit, grabbing a shovel and a bucket on his way out.
The cat vomit problem was getting worse, since the chickens got loose -- the lions ate their fill. Or rather, over-fill.
So that left Larry cleaning the lion vomit from Grand Avenue.
"Dude, any progress?" Larry asked Ant... | |
Edit: So apparently this is already the plot of a book, which is like, super cool and great. | [WP] A little invisible girl spends her days scaring everyone she meets, who all think she's a ghost. Scared and alone, she finds comfort in a little blind boy. | "Oh- I'm sorry."
He spoke with a smile Emma could only guess was sincere.
"There's nothing to be sorry for." The girl took a step back, only visible by the crushed grass under her feet.
"What's your name?" Thomas answered in childful curiosity. Anyone who sounded like a fairy shaking it's wings was probably his age... | I wasn't born like this, which I think makes it harder for everyone else. They knew me. Some loved me. So when it happened, and they thought I had died, it was difficult to deal with. And scary. They could hear my voice, feel my hand on theirs, bump into me in the hallway... They thought I was haunting them.
I suppose... |
Edit: So apparently this is already the plot of a book, which is like, super cool and great. | [WP] A little invisible girl spends her days scaring everyone she meets, who all think she's a ghost. Scared and alone, she finds comfort in a little blind boy. | *Take what you can.* That's what Jane had been telling herself for the past two weeks. It might not be ideal. It may be downright strange. But at least he was happy again.
Awkward footsteps ran past the kitchen, not quite drowned out by the local news report playing on the television by the stove. She still wasn't use... | She had always been invisible, in a sense. Her parents barely paid her any mind. They were too busy with her older brother. He was prodigy after all. The only time they really gave her any attention was when they were comparing the children. Even still, they cared for her.
Then, one day, it happened. Her brother had o... |
[WP] You, like every human, are connected to a guardian angel who must protect you from threats, both spiritual and mystical. However...destiny has somehow given and connected you to the only angel not belonging to heaven, Lucifer himself. | My name is Jonathan Kenburne. I work as a lab assistant at a major pharmaceutical company. In every way, I'm a loser. I have no luck with women. I am short, slightly fat, and my social anxiety has kept me back as long as I can remember.
I'm on the bus. It's crowded. Right now I'm thinking about what other people are t... | The sky blackened as the sun’s light was engulfed by the appearance of dark, rain clouds. An icy wind howled and the dark pulse of His arrival signaled to every rodent and creature to hide. I spat blood out of my mouth and stared deep into the eyes of the three bullies before me. I relished the metallic taste of blood ... | |
[WP] The wine god hates parties, the god of war is a scrawny nerd. The gods aren't what they seem. | Order, god of all gods valued consistency and hierarchy. Under his guidance the land remained dormant, never growing beyond what he could control. The other gods began to see the truth, they could never grow in power while kept in check, they could never be free under his oppressive hand. A simple question grew in thei... | Altas holder of worlds, Athena wisdom beauty, and then there's Dionysus and Ares..
AA meetings were tough and PTSD ruined his family, the brothers; God's of their respective realms just couldnt believe where the 21st century would turn for them. "Hi, I'm Dionysus and I'm an alcoholic, things have been rough. So on an... | |
(This is my first Writing Prompt, I'll be happy for any feedback) | [WP] You lived in a cyborg society. Everyone is a robot. That is until you cut yourself and see blood. | (WP) Child of Steel
It happened when she fell down and cut her knee; the skin had torn off, and she’d been expecting dark, thick oil streaming down her leg. But instead, bright blood dripped like liquid rubies down her leg.
She didn’t understand it; their entire society had weeded out humans, more than a century ago ... | I was coming back from school. I was walking on the sidewalk with my friends. We were talking about how weird it was 200 years ago, when people lived without wires. I turned the corner to go home. My friends went the other way. I walked into the usual bustle of my neighborhood, New York's Uptown. Suddenly, I saw people... |
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