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[WP] You can see video game-like titles for the people you meet. Usually they are just "The Shopkeeper", or "The Mayor", but today you saw an old homeless man with the title "The Forgotten King". | I have a peculiar talent. I know, there are lots of folks that say that. Most of them are people who can, I don't know, play the violin with their feet or do origami with their tongue or something like that. Compared with mine, those talents look commonplace.
When I was a kid, video games were all I cared about. I... | Adam froze. "FUCK YEAH!"
"Excuse me?" The homeless man - no, The Forgotten King, spoke with a cultured, precise accent.
"Let me guess, you were once a king or a famous man, ruler of an empire or something. Then, due to events out of your control, or self imposed exile, or a brother betraying you for the throne, you ... | |
[WP] You can see video game-like titles for the people you meet. Usually they are just "The Shopkeeper", or "The Mayor", but today you saw an old homeless man with the title "The Forgotten King". | As I walked my usual way home from work, I went about everything normally. I nodded at The Baker in her little shop as she wiped down the counters. I reminded myself, like I did every day, that I needed to pay that lady a visit on a lunch break--she looked like she didn't get a lot of business, but everything in the wi... | Adam froze. "FUCK YEAH!"
"Excuse me?" The homeless man - no, The Forgotten King, spoke with a cultured, precise accent.
"Let me guess, you were once a king or a famous man, ruler of an empire or something. Then, due to events out of your control, or self imposed exile, or a brother betraying you for the throne, you ... | |
[WP] You can see video game-like titles for the people you meet. Usually they are just "The Shopkeeper", or "The Mayor", but today you saw an old homeless man with the title "The Forgotten King". | Everyone has a title. I’ve always been able to see them, but it didn’t take long to figure out nobody else could. Mom heard me sounding out the text shortly after I learned to read, and asked me what I was doing. When I told her, she laughed and said something about how kids had such vivid imaginations. She didn’t laug... | Adam froze. "FUCK YEAH!"
"Excuse me?" The homeless man - no, The Forgotten King, spoke with a cultured, precise accent.
"Let me guess, you were once a king or a famous man, ruler of an empire or something. Then, due to events out of your control, or self imposed exile, or a brother betraying you for the throne, you ... | |
[WP] You can see video game-like titles for the people you meet. Usually they are just "The Shopkeeper", or "The Mayor", but today you saw an old homeless man with the title "The Forgotten King". | As I walked my usual way home from work, I went about everything normally. I nodded at The Baker in her little shop as she wiped down the counters. I reminded myself, like I did every day, that I needed to pay that lady a visit on a lunch break--she looked like she didn't get a lot of business, but everything in the wi... | I have a peculiar talent. I know, there are lots of folks that say that. Most of them are people who can, I don't know, play the violin with their feet or do origami with their tongue or something like that. Compared with mine, those talents look commonplace.
When I was a kid, video games were all I cared about. I... | |
[WP] You can see video game-like titles for the people you meet. Usually they are just "The Shopkeeper", or "The Mayor", but today you saw an old homeless man with the title "The Forgotten King". | Everyone has a title. I’ve always been able to see them, but it didn’t take long to figure out nobody else could. Mom heard me sounding out the text shortly after I learned to read, and asked me what I was doing. When I told her, she laughed and said something about how kids had such vivid imaginations. She didn’t laug... | I have a peculiar talent. I know, there are lots of folks that say that. Most of them are people who can, I don't know, play the violin with their feet or do origami with their tongue or something like that. Compared with mine, those talents look commonplace.
When I was a kid, video games were all I cared about. I... | |
[WP] You’ve just discovered that you're an elite, highly trained deep-hypnosis sleeper agent put in place by the government, and now your employers are sending other agents to bring you in. Thing is, they’re actually being really nice about it. | "So, I'm not really Brandon?" You ask? Your hands are awkwardly holding a paper cup of coffee. Staring into the deep brown liquid, you thought you loved coffee, used to love it, but now...
"No, no, no." The woman across from you says. "You are Brandon." She smiles reassuringly. "You're still you, all we did was encryp... | "Get back! I know who I am now... *what* I am now!" screamed Brian. "I could kill you with two fingers, or a toothpick, or... or..."
The other two agents in the room held up their hands in an attempt to placate him. One of them spoke up. "Brian, you're not that kind of secret agent, all right? Get off the table, *plea... | |
[WP] You're an alien studying humans. You keep hearing about this "Golden Rule" that every human is aware of. You're convinced it's a source of human power but nobody will actually tell you what it is, assuming you already know it, and you're too afraid of blowing your cover to come out and ask. | It has been many moons since I settled upon this planet to study the humans to see if I couldn't gather information about them and then exploit it for my own gains. I settled in nicely, and they accepted me as one of their own, suspecting nothing. My mission was clear, but secret: Conquer earth and bring it to the heel... | maybe a bit off topic, but I'll write it down any way
As the aliens took me:
3 years ago I was kidnapped by a group of aliens who wanted to know if there is an intelligent life on earth. They had a device that translates their language into English. Apparently, they had been observing the earth for a really long time... | |
[WP] You're an alien studying humans. You keep hearing about this "Golden Rule" that every human is aware of. You're convinced it's a source of human power but nobody will actually tell you what it is, assuming you already know it, and you're too afraid of blowing your cover to come out and ask. | "Tzelle, it's been a *month*. How hard *is* it to find what we're looking for? I'm docking your pay."
Tzelle scratched at the implant in his head as he winced at the voice of his boss yelling at him. There was no way to turn it off, and his head throbbed as Arch-Overseer Kricha's voice reverberated through his skull. ... | maybe a bit off topic, but I'll write it down any way
As the aliens took me:
3 years ago I was kidnapped by a group of aliens who wanted to know if there is an intelligent life on earth. They had a device that translates their language into English. Apparently, they had been observing the earth for a really long time... | |
[WP] You're an alien studying humans. You keep hearing about this "Golden Rule" that every human is aware of. You're convinced it's a source of human power but nobody will actually tell you what it is, assuming you already know it, and you're too afraid of blowing your cover to come out and ask. | It has been many moons since I settled upon this planet to study the humans to see if I couldn't gather information about them and then exploit it for my own gains. I settled in nicely, and they accepted me as one of their own, suspecting nothing. My mission was clear, but secret: Conquer earth and bring it to the heel... | >*After three and a half "decades" (three of our solar llarn cycles) I have studied the three dominant species on this dingy backwater seed planet. Their cultures are unique and widespread, but very diverse. One in the sea, two on land. The easiest to study was the tailless lemurs. But one aspect confused me, their ... | |
[WP] You're an alien studying humans. You keep hearing about this "Golden Rule" that every human is aware of. You're convinced it's a source of human power but nobody will actually tell you what it is, assuming you already know it, and you're too afraid of blowing your cover to come out and ask. | "Tzelle, it's been a *month*. How hard *is* it to find what we're looking for? I'm docking your pay."
Tzelle scratched at the implant in his head as he winced at the voice of his boss yelling at him. There was no way to turn it off, and his head throbbed as Arch-Overseer Kricha's voice reverberated through his skull. ... | Over 70 years on Earth. I have not only disguised myself as one of them, but reached the very top of their society. The weak humans don't suspect a thing.
I was sent on a mission. To find the most important thing a human can know and bring it back.
Those that came before me failed. They talked about a "golden rule" t... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | "Fucking wanker." She said.
A young novice strode out of the crooked stone tower, home of the towns resident wizard. A piece of parchemnt was clutched tightly in her fist. She had spent the past sixteen months fetching this ingredient, paying off that merchant, appeasing *so and so's* husband. He is an absolute cad, ... | Diana woke up promptly at 6am every muggy Monday morning with a burning,full-bodied headache brought on from tailing her boss through another weekend of debauchery. Diana did everything for her, hailing cabs, scheduling meetings, and holding back her hair when the meetings went too well, and turned into rooftop parties... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | "Fucking wanker." She said.
A young novice strode out of the crooked stone tower, home of the towns resident wizard. A piece of parchemnt was clutched tightly in her fist. She had spent the past sixteen months fetching this ingredient, paying off that merchant, appeasing *so and so's* husband. He is an absolute cad, ... | Thaddius Kalvenn stared pitifully at the task log hovering before him. The sole assignment plastered alone on his planner petrifying his mind to its core. Three hours had passed since he left the Institution, and three hours of shallow breathing and the steady hum of his ships engine were the only sources of stimulatio... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." |
"Sir, I just checked my tasks for the day, and... well frankly I won't be able to complete this in the day. This is three days work at least, and they're all marked to be done today?" I looked up from my unusually long list of tasks to find that his eyes were already fixed on me.
His brow furrowed, he leaned in as h... | This was, by far, the dumbest thing this old wizard had asked me to do. Honestly, figure out how to fit more than twenty four hours into Earth's good old twenty four hour day?
At first I didn't know what he wanted me to do. Every time I asked about it he just shrugged me off and told me I'd "Figure it out." Hah. Yeah... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | " So, let me get this straight." the innkeeper said, looking quite concerned. " If I don't wash all these cauldrons in exactly this manner every Tuesday for the next year and a half, the great and powerful wizard who has lived outside of our village for decades is going to rain down fire and brimstone on everyone withi... | This was, by far, the dumbest thing this old wizard had asked me to do. Honestly, figure out how to fit more than twenty four hours into Earth's good old twenty four hour day?
At first I didn't know what he wanted me to do. Every time I asked about it he just shrugged me off and told me I'd "Figure it out." Hah. Yeah... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." |
*The clock can sing.*
*It sang, it sings, and it will sing again.*
​
“I’m sorry, Jack,” Clara said, “I don’t know why the clock would be singing.”
She was sneaky. Oh yes, yes she was.
Jack smiled, "Ah, so you confirm that the clock *does* sing! You just don't know why."
Clara's short brown hair fram... | Being the White Wizard’s apprentice is an honest days work.
Still. I didn’t spend 7 years and $350k in tuition to spend my days skinning newts, grinding herbs, and swiping right for the White Wizard Elon Musk.
“Elon. I’ve never let you down. But today’s list is impossible.”
“Fucking millennial. Siri could do your jo... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." |
"Sir, I just checked my tasks for the day, and... well frankly I won't be able to complete this in the day. This is three days work at least, and they're all marked to be done today?" I looked up from my unusually long list of tasks to find that his eyes were already fixed on me.
His brow furrowed, he leaned in as h... | Being the White Wizard’s apprentice is an honest days work.
Still. I didn’t spend 7 years and $350k in tuition to spend my days skinning newts, grinding herbs, and swiping right for the White Wizard Elon Musk.
“Elon. I’ve never let you down. But today’s list is impossible.”
“Fucking millennial. Siri could do your jo... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | My name is Jim, and I have a problem. You see, I have a propensity for making bad bets. Mostly to friends, granted, and for the last year, never for money. When part of the last bet I lost included crashing a campus event, I decided to show up to our upperclassman's career day in an homage to our school's mascot, to t... | Being the White Wizard’s apprentice is an honest days work.
Still. I didn’t spend 7 years and $350k in tuition to spend my days skinning newts, grinding herbs, and swiping right for the White Wizard Elon Musk.
“Elon. I’ve never let you down. But today’s list is impossible.”
“Fucking millennial. Siri could do your jo... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | " So, let me get this straight." the innkeeper said, looking quite concerned. " If I don't wash all these cauldrons in exactly this manner every Tuesday for the next year and a half, the great and powerful wizard who has lived outside of our village for decades is going to rain down fire and brimstone on everyone withi... | Being the White Wizard’s apprentice is an honest days work.
Still. I didn’t spend 7 years and $350k in tuition to spend my days skinning newts, grinding herbs, and swiping right for the White Wizard Elon Musk.
“Elon. I’ve never let you down. But today’s list is impossible.”
“Fucking millennial. Siri could do your jo... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." |
"Sir, I just checked my tasks for the day, and... well frankly I won't be able to complete this in the day. This is three days work at least, and they're all marked to be done today?" I looked up from my unusually long list of tasks to find that his eyes were already fixed on me.
His brow furrowed, he leaned in as h... |
*The clock can sing.*
*It sang, it sings, and it will sing again.*
​
“I’m sorry, Jack,” Clara said, “I don’t know why the clock would be singing.”
She was sneaky. Oh yes, yes she was.
Jack smiled, "Ah, so you confirm that the clock *does* sing! You just don't know why."
Clara's short brown hair fram... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | " So, let me get this straight." the innkeeper said, looking quite concerned. " If I don't wash all these cauldrons in exactly this manner every Tuesday for the next year and a half, the great and powerful wizard who has lived outside of our village for decades is going to rain down fire and brimstone on everyone withi... |
*The clock can sing.*
*It sang, it sings, and it will sing again.*
​
“I’m sorry, Jack,” Clara said, “I don’t know why the clock would be singing.”
She was sneaky. Oh yes, yes she was.
Jack smiled, "Ah, so you confirm that the clock *does* sing! You just don't know why."
Clara's short brown hair fram... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | My name is Jim, and I have a problem. You see, I have a propensity for making bad bets. Mostly to friends, granted, and for the last year, never for money. When part of the last bet I lost included crashing a campus event, I decided to show up to our upperclassman's career day in an homage to our school's mascot, to t... | "But Merlin. This ain't Harry Potter! I can't just jump back in time," Roland moaned as he followed Merlin who was gathering things.
"Of course you can't jump back in time. Time travel is not allowed magic. If you did that, you'd be executed on the spot. On the spot, I tell you," the old man said, finally taking his w... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | " So, let me get this straight." the innkeeper said, looking quite concerned. " If I don't wash all these cauldrons in exactly this manner every Tuesday for the next year and a half, the great and powerful wizard who has lived outside of our village for decades is going to rain down fire and brimstone on everyone withi... | "But Merlin. This ain't Harry Potter! I can't just jump back in time," Roland moaned as he followed Merlin who was gathering things.
"Of course you can't jump back in time. Time travel is not allowed magic. If you did that, you'd be executed on the spot. On the spot, I tell you," the old man said, finally taking his w... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | I was a good mathematician. Perhaps one of the greatest to have graduated the Dimensional Academy. So it didn’t take long for me to do the math.
“Wait, this adds up to 45 hours, Professor.” I addressed the middle aged woman, dressed in a space suit adorned with complex equations, who had been waving her hand over... | "But Merlin. This ain't Harry Potter! I can't just jump back in time," Roland moaned as he followed Merlin who was gathering things.
"Of course you can't jump back in time. Time travel is not allowed magic. If you did that, you'd be executed on the spot. On the spot, I tell you," the old man said, finally taking his w... | |
[WP] You're the wizard's apprentice, and of course the first few years involve running errands and doing other tasks. He hands you a daily schedule, but to your confusion the total hours for the different tasks add up to more than 24. "Figure it out" He says, "I chose you for a reason." | " So, let me get this straight." the innkeeper said, looking quite concerned. " If I don't wash all these cauldrons in exactly this manner every Tuesday for the next year and a half, the great and powerful wizard who has lived outside of our village for decades is going to rain down fire and brimstone on everyone withi... | My name is Jim, and I have a problem. You see, I have a propensity for making bad bets. Mostly to friends, granted, and for the last year, never for money. When part of the last bet I lost included crashing a campus event, I decided to show up to our upperclassman's career day in an homage to our school's mascot, to t... | |
[WP] A god has been abducting people from our world and sending them to his own to participate in absurd quests. Unbeknownst to him he has accidentally abducted an older and more powerful god masquerading as a human. Now he is very confused and frustrated why nothing is going his way. | “No.” I walked past the three headed beast, and all three heads bowed as he moved out of my way.
\--
*“What?” Nikolas, the God of Adventure, was livid. “Why are you drool speckled dogs not pouncing on him?” He tried gaining control of all three of their minds, trying to make them chase after the man in grey.*
*The t... | Who EVER the fuck heard about a dead God coming back? /\
It's been a great century. I've been having a ball. First I took that one fancy lady and made her go on a quest through a bog. I thought it would be kinda like a sitcom, but damn she started an empire. It was real cool. After her success, I started thinking hey-... | |
[WP] A god has been abducting people from our world and sending them to his own to participate in absurd quests. Unbeknownst to him he has accidentally abducted an older and more powerful god masquerading as a human. Now he is very confused and frustrated why nothing is going his way. | “No.” I walked past the three headed beast, and all three heads bowed as he moved out of my way.
\--
*“What?” Nikolas, the God of Adventure, was livid. “Why are you drool speckled dogs not pouncing on him?” He tried gaining control of all three of their minds, trying to make them chase after the man in grey.*
*The t... | Suchari Renzin, Guardian of Fate and Mother of Gods, looked in disbelief as more and more of the intricate tapestry that she was responsible for weaving started to unravel, tangle, and rot before her very eyes. Destiny was being bent, ignored, or outright deleted, events that should have happened never did, and events ... | |
[WP] A god has been abducting people from our world and sending them to his own to participate in absurd quests. Unbeknownst to him he has accidentally abducted an older and more powerful god masquerading as a human. Now he is very confused and frustrated why nothing is going his way. | He had disguised himself as a humble farmer, beseeching Potami the river goddess to grant him a gift for his nonexistent daughter's dowry. She had a soft spot for those kinds of things, and honestly he was hoping for a singing fish. He'd seen something like it in a retail store, but to his disappointment it was mechani... | Abram stood at the edge of the great dam and looked down at the devastation that the breach had brought. A might river unleashed upon the town. His servants prowled through the wreckage, over turning stone and gravel and dirt.
The occasional animal left dead, water bloat taking away from them their particular features... | |
[WP] A god has been abducting people from our world and sending them to his own to participate in absurd quests. Unbeknownst to him he has accidentally abducted an older and more powerful god masquerading as a human. Now he is very confused and frustrated why nothing is going his way. | Loki, Odin-son stood atop a grand palace with the ferocity of a swelling tempest. As he let the new batch of humans shuffle about in surprise, Loki considered what he would say. There were several possible paths into which he could funnel the unsuspecting guests, and each provided their own unique entertainment.
It h... | Abram stood at the edge of the great dam and looked down at the devastation that the breach had brought. A might river unleashed upon the town. His servants prowled through the wreckage, over turning stone and gravel and dirt.
The occasional animal left dead, water bloat taking away from them their particular features... | |
[WP] Reverse werewolf transformation. Every full moon, your pet turns into its human form. | I startled awake and grabbed my phone from underneath the pillow. My eyes were so blurred it took me a few tries to slide the alarm to 'off'. The glowing screen read 12:30 AM.
I sighed, pulled the blanket off my legs, and swung them off the bed to sit up. Groaning, I reached over with one hand and clicked on the lamp... | Something shattered outside.
A painful cracking of glass on the concrete patio out back. It forced my heart to skip a beat and I paused, mind blank. I turned off the TV and got up. That primordial part of me knew something was out there, lingering. A patient predator, goading me from the silent, still night. I paus... | |
[WP]Everyone knows what a antihero is, but what about a antivillian? | "Oh no..." he muttered as he watched the hero arrive to the scene, "Please, don't hurt me..." he whispered under his breath as he looked down.
The hero, a strong man with the ability to control the elements, stood before him, a small child around 10 years old, wearing a simple tee shirt, shorts, hoodie, and sneakers.
... | I saw her dead on the ground and my heart broke.
A life without her wasn’t worth living.
I reached into my robes and drew out a small dark vial.
“Oh Juliet, my love, my light, why has this happened to us?”
With a dramatic flourish I took a swig and fell to the ground as symbols crashed symbolically in the backgro... | |
[WP] Thirty years after the apocalypse, a book is discovered. It tells the people of old gods, the strongest, the smartest, the tallest. Places of splendor and objects renowned for rarity. They immediately created a religion, following the Gods shown by the Guinness Book of World Records. | Maj would never shut up. Not when we were children play-fighting with moss covered sticks in the woods. Not when our parents would sit down for dinner and ask about my day. Not in the classroom when I was the one called on by Teacher Latke. He would always jump in with a glistening smile and a resounding speech. My pre... | High in the timber-shrouded hights of the Guinness Crags a light snow fell. A crescent moon shone through the clouds like the Great Lightstick of old. All was silent; all was dark; all was deathly cold.
In a quaint stick hut nestled in a dell upon the mountain-side song and laughter hid from the cold in the light of a... | |
[WP] Thirty years after the apocalypse, a book is discovered. It tells the people of old gods, the strongest, the smartest, the tallest. Places of splendor and objects renowned for rarity. They immediately created a religion, following the Gods shown by the Guinness Book of World Records. | “What is wrong, my child?”
Silence.
“You know the words spoken at Confession will never leave this room.”
“It…it hurts, High Priest.”
“What hurts?”
“This doubt.”
“What do you doubt, child?”
“I doubt…everything. It is as if all the truths I once believed in were merely a house of cards, and now a breeze has come ... | Years... No, it took *decades* of real preparation. They say that to honor your god is to make the ultimate thing. Once you manage to do that *thing*, they will bless you. There were many gods. Many.
But none of them mattered to John. For John, there was only one true god. And just thinking of rewards made him giggle,... | |
[WP] Thirty years after the apocalypse, a book is discovered. It tells the people of old gods, the strongest, the smartest, the tallest. Places of splendor and objects renowned for rarity. They immediately created a religion, following the Gods shown by the Guinness Book of World Records. | What if I told you there once lived men who could lift automobiles using only their breath? Almighty beings that ate metal slabs for breakfast, who covered their bodies with hieroglyphs, purposely inflicting pain upon themselves just because they could. What if I told you these creatures walked the earth, like you and ... | Years... No, it took *decades* of real preparation. They say that to honor your god is to make the ultimate thing. Once you manage to do that *thing*, they will bless you. There were many gods. Many.
But none of them mattered to John. For John, there was only one true god. And just thinking of rewards made him giggle,... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | “Jay. Come on,” My mother said, grabbing my father’s hand. He jerked it away quickly, not bothering to give her a second glance as he stormed off towards the classroom. My mother cursed under her breath and followed, leaving me alone in the hallway. I always knew that things were tense between my parents. I wasn’t blin... | *part 2/2*
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Henry felt his nerves flutter in his chest as he stood at the office door, knowing he was about to meet the disappointment and ire of his parents. He hoped that he could explain, he hoped that they would understand.
Taking a gulp of air, he latched onto his last bit of courage and pushed open th... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | The reason Babs Bernstein had pursued a career in preschool education was, mainly, because it had seemed so very simple at the time.
Where her friends had dreamed of careers with the military, or in stem cell research, Babs had been fully content to work semi-comfortable hours and pay the bills until that Perfect Hus... | *part 2/2*
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Henry felt his nerves flutter in his chest as he stood at the office door, knowing he was about to meet the disappointment and ire of his parents. He hoped that he could explain, he hoped that they would understand.
Taking a gulp of air, he latched onto his last bit of courage and pushed open th... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | *part 1/2*
The parking lot of Generic American High School was still. A discarded wrapper blew across the asphalt, the scratched white sedans waited patiently in their rows for class to be let out, the sky the flat burnt blue like vintage film.
And then, something like electricity crackling in the air:
A white Tesla... | *part 2/2*
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Henry felt his nerves flutter in his chest as he stood at the office door, knowing he was about to meet the disappointment and ire of his parents. He hoped that he could explain, he hoped that they would understand.
Taking a gulp of air, he latched onto his last bit of courage and pushed open th... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | *part 1/2*
The parking lot of Generic American High School was still. A discarded wrapper blew across the asphalt, the scratched white sedans waited patiently in their rows for class to be let out, the sky the flat burnt blue like vintage film.
And then, something like electricity crackling in the air:
A white Tesla... | "I still can't believe you made the same mistake dad made!" Said a figure clad in black, with a huge smurk on his face.
"You realize you're talking about yourself, right, Damian?"
"No shit, Sherlock. Now go over there, we're covering you.
At least a dozen of heroes -and even some pretty concerned villains- surrounded ... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | The worst time of year was approaching. Parent teacher conferences. My parents, complete opposites, couldn’t be in the same hemisphere without causing World War 3, let alone in the same room. My mom is, objectively, the greatest superhero the world had ever seen, and my dad the greatest villain. My mom’s superhero name... | "I still can't believe you made the same mistake dad made!" Said a figure clad in black, with a huge smurk on his face.
"You realize you're talking about yourself, right, Damian?"
"No shit, Sherlock. Now go over there, we're covering you.
At least a dozen of heroes -and even some pretty concerned villains- surrounded ... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | *part 1/2*
The parking lot of Generic American High School was still. A discarded wrapper blew across the asphalt, the scratched white sedans waited patiently in their rows for class to be let out, the sky the flat burnt blue like vintage film.
And then, something like electricity crackling in the air:
A white Tesla... | The bespectacled Ms. Shepherd closed the door of the auditorium and walked nervously to her desk. Her eyes twitched towards the two people seated across her table. Dave Ivanov and Valerie Jones. She sighed quietly to herself. She somehow knew this was going to be a tough one. The school had recently buckled, and given... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | *part 1/2*
The parking lot of Generic American High School was still. A discarded wrapper blew across the asphalt, the scratched white sedans waited patiently in their rows for class to be let out, the sky the flat burnt blue like vintage film.
And then, something like electricity crackling in the air:
A white Tesla... | **I just found out my Mom and Dad are heroes\ villains AMA!!!**
I was a normal kid, went to a normal school got into normal trouble (more on that later) and even have a normal part time job at a well known big box store, you likely know the one (hint:blue and yellow).
My mom is a pretty important woman, one of the ... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | The worst time of year was approaching. Parent teacher conferences. My parents, complete opposites, couldn’t be in the same hemisphere without causing World War 3, let alone in the same room. My mom is, objectively, the greatest superhero the world had ever seen, and my dad the greatest villain. My mom’s superhero name... | **I just found out my Mom and Dad are heroes\ villains AMA!!!**
I was a normal kid, went to a normal school got into normal trouble (more on that later) and even have a normal part time job at a well known big box store, you likely know the one (hint:blue and yellow).
My mom is a pretty important woman, one of the ... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | Erin sighed and stared out the window as his parents argued, having tuned out after they had started arguing about how he was "too nice" or "needed to stay out of detention". He couldn't help but feel bad for the teacher as she hid behind her desk, cowering in fear while his hero mother and villain father yelled at eac... | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very honest b... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | “Its not his fault.” The shrill voice of my mother blasted the entire room with a tinge of awkwardness. “If his father had just-” “Had what, Alyssa?” My father's voice rumbled with the power of a thousands suns. My teacher, Mrs. Hudson, shifted her glasses as if the yelling did not phase her. “You see your son…” Quickl... | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very honest b... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | The worst time of year was approaching. Parent teacher conferences. My parents, complete opposites, couldn’t be in the same hemisphere without causing World War 3, let alone in the same room. My mom is, objectively, the greatest superhero the world had ever seen, and my dad the greatest villain. My mom’s superhero name... | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very honest b... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | Dear Diary,
​
Ughhh. I hate my life. And my parents?
You're not going to believe this. So, yeah, my grades are slipping. I just hate Miss Melivn. It's not my fault. She's boring.
​
Dad decided to show up to the conference mom set up. I mean, I get it. He's smart. He started to twist Miss Mel... | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very honest b... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | I stepped into the room and knew what to expect from the start. My mother, Ms. Stupendous, was brushing her hair absentmindedly. I saw the chair back behind her was crushed. She had gotten heated. My dad was his normal hippy self. His brown hair was tied back in a ponytail. His wire frame glasses sat rigidly on his fac... | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very honest b... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | “Thank you for both being here”, Mrs. Logan nervously greeted the couple sitting in undersized chairs in front of her. Kv’Steven’s father looking especially uncomfortable trying to keep his oversized frame placed on the tiny furniture. His mother seeming more comfortable but disturbing in the way her shapely but jointl... | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very honest b... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very hone... | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very honest b... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | "Violence!? My daughter!? This is no doubt your doing Richard."
"Mine!? She's in this mess because of you brain washing my kid with your self-imposed, self-righteous morals!"
"**OUR** child En... Richard."
"... You're right Morina. Our child."
At this point a very tentative principal interjected meekly. "If I may ... | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very honest b... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | The worst time of year was approaching. Parent teacher conferences. My parents, complete opposites, couldn’t be in the same hemisphere without causing World War 3, let alone in the same room. My mom is, objectively, the greatest superhero the world had ever seen, and my dad the greatest villain. My mom’s superhero name... | Erin sighed and stared out the window as his parents argued, having tuned out after they had started arguing about how he was "too nice" or "needed to stay out of detention". He couldn't help but feel bad for the teacher as she hid behind her desk, cowering in fear while his hero mother and villain father yelled at eac... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | I stepped into the room and knew what to expect from the start. My mother, Ms. Stupendous, was brushing her hair absentmindedly. I saw the chair back behind her was crushed. She had gotten heated. My dad was his normal hippy self. His brown hair was tied back in a ponytail. His wire frame glasses sat rigidly on his fac... | Erin sighed and stared out the window as his parents argued, having tuned out after they had started arguing about how he was "too nice" or "needed to stay out of detention". He couldn't help but feel bad for the teacher as she hid behind her desk, cowering in fear while his hero mother and villain father yelled at eac... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | I stepped into the room and knew what to expect from the start. My mother, Ms. Stupendous, was brushing her hair absentmindedly. I saw the chair back behind her was crushed. She had gotten heated. My dad was his normal hippy self. His brown hair was tied back in a ponytail. His wire frame glasses sat rigidly on his fac... | “Its not his fault.” The shrill voice of my mother blasted the entire room with a tinge of awkwardness. “If his father had just-” “Had what, Alyssa?” My father's voice rumbled with the power of a thousands suns. My teacher, Mrs. Hudson, shifted her glasses as if the yelling did not phase her. “You see your son…” Quickl... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | I stepped into the room and knew what to expect from the start. My mother, Ms. Stupendous, was brushing her hair absentmindedly. I saw the chair back behind her was crushed. She had gotten heated. My dad was his normal hippy self. His brown hair was tied back in a ponytail. His wire frame glasses sat rigidly on his fac... | Dear Diary,
​
Ughhh. I hate my life. And my parents?
You're not going to believe this. So, yeah, my grades are slipping. I just hate Miss Melivn. It's not my fault. She's boring.
​
Dad decided to show up to the conference mom set up. I mean, I get it. He's smart. He started to twist Miss Mel... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very hone... | Dear Diary,
​
Ughhh. I hate my life. And my parents?
You're not going to believe this. So, yeah, my grades are slipping. I just hate Miss Melivn. It's not my fault. She's boring.
​
Dad decided to show up to the conference mom set up. I mean, I get it. He's smart. He started to twist Miss Mel... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | It was always the same. My father looking at my mother with sad, loving eyes, my mother pretending nothing existed but her.
“Thank you for coming in today.”
“You assured us it was important.”
“Yes. We’re not sure how to handle Nicks mind-reading. It’s a question of whether or not he’s cheating.”
“Nick’s a very hone... | “Thank you for both being here”, Mrs. Logan nervously greeted the couple sitting in undersized chairs in front of her. Kv’Steven’s father looking especially uncomfortable trying to keep his oversized frame placed on the tiny furniture. His mother seeming more comfortable but disturbing in the way her shapely but jointl... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | "Violence!? My daughter!? This is no doubt your doing Richard."
"Mine!? She's in this mess because of you brain washing my kid with your self-imposed, self-righteous morals!"
"**OUR** child En... Richard."
"... You're right Morina. Our child."
At this point a very tentative principal interjected meekly. "If I may ... | “Thank you for both being here”, Mrs. Logan nervously greeted the couple sitting in undersized chairs in front of her. Kv’Steven’s father looking especially uncomfortable trying to keep his oversized frame placed on the tiny furniture. His mother seeming more comfortable but disturbing in the way her shapely but jointl... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | "Violence!? My daughter!? This is no doubt your doing Richard."
"Mine!? She's in this mess because of you brain washing my kid with your self-imposed, self-righteous morals!"
"**OUR** child En... Richard."
"... You're right Morina. Our child."
At this point a very tentative principal interjected meekly. "If I may ... | Patricia "Siren" Adams and Douglas "Sillouette, The Living Shadow" Hosteddler sat on either side of me. Mom's seismic rage was just barely contained, a slight tremble noticable even to Principle Sanders.
"Luckily" there was some roadwork happening right outside his window. I throw the scare quotes in there to draw at... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | ---Part 1---
[*Part 2 can be found here*](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/aklovb/wp_youre_the_result_of_a_drunken_onenight_stand/ef8f2vm/)
Programming is my favorite class in school. It started when I was about 5 or 6, when my dad let me into his lab for the first time, and gave me a pet robot called... | Ms. Green my teacher sat at the desk, tapping her foot nervously. I shifted my eyes from her to my father. He took his pipe out absentmindedly and brought it to his mouth. "Daddy, no smoking," I say.
"Ah, sorry. Old habits," he said. He put the pipe back in the chest pocket of his polo shirt. My dad always looks ridic... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | "In my experience, this sort of conversation requires both parents to be present," Ms. Ratwell said delicately. "Do you know if your - er - when Nick's father will be joining us?"
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Ursula looked at her watch and sighed. She shuddered to think of what kind of nonsense he must have gotten himself in. "No. I... | “Ms Lane, Mr Keller, y-your boy I’m afraid has been getting some below average grades…”
It must’ve been hard being my teacher.
On one side, my father, a world-renowned superhero, known for his antics, charisma, cheery personality, looks, good hair- I could go on.
On the other side, practically bristling with rage,... | |
[WP] You're the result of a drunken one-night stand between a hero and a villain. Despite their complicated hatred of each other, they've always tried not to fight for your sake. That changes during a particularly heated parent-teacher meeting. | "In my experience, this sort of conversation requires both parents to be present," Ms. Ratwell said delicately. "Do you know if your - er - when Nick's father will be joining us?"
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Ursula looked at her watch and sighed. She shuddered to think of what kind of nonsense he must have gotten himself in. "No. I... | “She *does* have a tendency to read the minds of those around her. Some of the other pupils have complained.” Mrs Johnson had to tread carefully; she was all too aware of who she was speaking to.
“I don’t believe this.” KillGirl sank back into her plastic seat - its tiny legs flexing under her weight. “She gets that f... | |
[WP] You are convicted of multiple murders and sentenced to death. You await the lethal injection cocktail and close your eyes preparing for the end. You lose consciousness and blackout. You wake up in a room and hear the words, "Welcome to the involuntary advanced physics research program." | “Have you made peace son?” Mr. Barnes leaned over smiling. “If not, now’s the time to do so.” I watched Mr. Barnes grab hold of a syringe full of a light pink fluid. “Okay, Kyle Brookes, time is now.”
“Wait,” my tongue slipped. Everything in the room started to squeeze tighter around me. The needle punctured my neck ... | "Welcome to the involuntary advanced physics research program"
I open my eyes, realizing that I have survived. As my vision came into focus i realized something was different! First, the technology around me seem way to advance to even exist. Second, this entire facility is one big super quantum computer. I glanced ar... | |
[WP] With a gun pointed to your head, you only have 10 minutes to write down the most memorable experience of your life. The serial killer will read and decide to keep you living or not based on that story. | *Twenty-one years ago, a young, teen father left the most beautiful baby boy at the door of an adoption agency He had his mother's eyes...his father's smile... His parents wanted to keep him so bad. But they were too young. It was all the teen parents could do to not give in to their families demands for an abortion. A... | it was a good day. till i was kidnaped. i was just wallking and this jerk knocked me out! so hear i am. in his basement. theres a gun pointed at my head and i live a boring life! and i like that! but now i gotta write down my most memorable moments!? then it came to me.
ofcourse. i write it down.i look at it one las... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | Jeff, the CEO of Amazon peers into the large glass office wall of the logistics manager. He's frantically writing on the whiteboard with his lead engineers sitting in confusion and slight panic.
"How could a dude who works out of a small garage possibly get a package scanned, checked, shipped and delivered that quick... | Not used to responding to Reddit WP. Wrote this up for fun.
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Blang clang bang.
Jamie teleported into the drum set again. “Still trying to stick that landing?” Clarissa picked at her chinese take out with a pair of chopsticks. She sat at a nearby desk.
Jamie stood up, trying to fix his disheveled position. “One o... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | "Alright, Jimeson, you got two regular orders this morning. One from 22nd and Main, one from the University campus security, both with an urgent slapped on it. I suggest you-"
I cut off my partner mid-sentence as I disappeared out of the office. It wasn't the most pleasant thing to do, but when I get bothered with del... | Not used to responding to Reddit WP. Wrote this up for fun.
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Blang clang bang.
Jamie teleported into the drum set again. “Still trying to stick that landing?” Clarissa picked at her chinese take out with a pair of chopsticks. She sat at a nearby desk.
Jamie stood up, trying to fix his disheveled position. “One o... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | The interesting thing about teleporting is the sensation which rattles through the body. I first discovered my incredible ability while on the verge of falling asleep. I had been traveling several hours from home and had stopped for the night at a motel I often occupied when heading toward Moyock.
I worked as a sales... | Not used to responding to Reddit WP. Wrote this up for fun.
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Blang clang bang.
Jamie teleported into the drum set again. “Still trying to stick that landing?” Clarissa picked at her chinese take out with a pair of chopsticks. She sat at a nearby desk.
Jamie stood up, trying to fix his disheveled position. “One o... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | I sighed. This had gotten out of hand fast. What started as a simple offering for deliveries for my family to make some easy money had ended up with me forming a global delivery empire. Honestly, I thought it would make my life easier; a delivery service that shows up fast in a generic uniform is a lot less conspicuous... | Not used to responding to Reddit WP. Wrote this up for fun.
~
Blang clang bang.
Jamie teleported into the drum set again. “Still trying to stick that landing?” Clarissa picked at her chinese take out with a pair of chopsticks. She sat at a nearby desk.
Jamie stood up, trying to fix his disheveled position. “One o... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | "Alright, Jimeson, you got two regular orders this morning. One from 22nd and Main, one from the University campus security, both with an urgent slapped on it. I suggest you-"
I cut off my partner mid-sentence as I disappeared out of the office. It wasn't the most pleasant thing to do, but when I get bothered with del... | Did you know that Amazon has ninjas?
I just did, and now there's a couple dozen ninja stars stuck on my door.
Hi, I'm Damian and I've been able to teleport for the past 5 months but still haven't figured out why. Anyways, I've decided to start my own delivery company. Originally it was to make a quick buck around to... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | The interesting thing about teleporting is the sensation which rattles through the body. I first discovered my incredible ability while on the verge of falling asleep. I had been traveling several hours from home and had stopped for the night at a motel I often occupied when heading toward Moyock.
I worked as a sales... | Did you know that Amazon has ninjas?
I just did, and now there's a couple dozen ninja stars stuck on my door.
Hi, I'm Damian and I've been able to teleport for the past 5 months but still haven't figured out why. Anyways, I've decided to start my own delivery company. Originally it was to make a quick buck around to... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | I sighed. This had gotten out of hand fast. What started as a simple offering for deliveries for my family to make some easy money had ended up with me forming a global delivery empire. Honestly, I thought it would make my life easier; a delivery service that shows up fast in a generic uniform is a lot less conspicuous... | Did you know that Amazon has ninjas?
I just did, and now there's a couple dozen ninja stars stuck on my door.
Hi, I'm Damian and I've been able to teleport for the past 5 months but still haven't figured out why. Anyways, I've decided to start my own delivery company. Originally it was to make a quick buck around to... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | I sighed. This had gotten out of hand fast. What started as a simple offering for deliveries for my family to make some easy money had ended up with me forming a global delivery empire. Honestly, I thought it would make my life easier; a delivery service that shows up fast in a generic uniform is a lot less conspicuous... | "Alright, Jimeson, you got two regular orders this morning. One from 22nd and Main, one from the University campus security, both with an urgent slapped on it. I suggest you-"
I cut off my partner mid-sentence as I disappeared out of the office. It wasn't the most pleasant thing to do, but when I get bothered with del... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | I sighed. This had gotten out of hand fast. What started as a simple offering for deliveries for my family to make some easy money had ended up with me forming a global delivery empire. Honestly, I thought it would make my life easier; a delivery service that shows up fast in a generic uniform is a lot less conspicuous... | The interesting thing about teleporting is the sensation which rattles through the body. I first discovered my incredible ability while on the verge of falling asleep. I had been traveling several hours from home and had stopped for the night at a motel I often occupied when heading toward Moyock.
I worked as a sales... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | I sighed. This had gotten out of hand fast. What started as a simple offering for deliveries for my family to make some easy money had ended up with me forming a global delivery empire. Honestly, I thought it would make my life easier; a delivery service that shows up fast in a generic uniform is a lot less conspicuous... | I was just chilling on the couch, watching TV, when I heard the doorbell ring.
It was an Amazon package. I chuckled. How ironic; my enemies delivering gifts right to my doorstep. Well, it’s not like I minded. I picked up the box and teleported to my kitchen to open it.
There was something strange about the box. Even... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | Chuck waited in the Amazon headquarters lobby for only 5 minutes. One of the receptionists personally escorted him to a conference room 7 floors up. She had to use her ID card in the elevator for access. She was polite and smiling, but Chuck only made a minimal effort to be cordial.
The room was dark, save for the pre... | "Sheila, someone's here to see you."
Her brother's tone caught her off-guard. The 20-year-old had the reckless confidence of his age, so Sheila couldn't remember the last time she heard a note of fear in his voice. But as she looked at him now, standing at the top of her basement stairs with arms folded, it was plain ... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | Business was good. My only shortcoming is that I didn't realize sooner that it was *too good*.
Amazon is the world's most profitable company. The life we live today is so media-driven, commercial, and connected that it's hard to imagine that anyone, or indeed any company with an international brand image to maintain, ... | "Sheila, someone's here to see you."
Her brother's tone caught her off-guard. The 20-year-old had the reckless confidence of his age, so Sheila couldn't remember the last time she heard a note of fear in his voice. But as she looked at him now, standing at the top of her basement stairs with arms folded, it was plain ... | |
[WP] You can teleport. Instead of using your powers for good or evil, you start a delivery business with a quick delivery guarantee. Amazon starts getting suspicious. | The twerp reappeared in a puff of smoke across the padded room. To be honest I remained unimpressed. No blinker could intimidate me. I had a jawline like a rottweiler, and most men who wound up in this cell ended their stay by begging for mercy. "It must be frustrating," the kid taunted as he teleported once more. "I'm... | "Sheila, someone's here to see you."
Her brother's tone caught her off-guard. The 20-year-old had the reckless confidence of his age, so Sheila couldn't remember the last time she heard a note of fear in his voice. But as she looked at him now, standing at the top of her basement stairs with arms folded, it was plain ... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is the only planet where warm-blooded life evolved. This lead to unexpected reactions from the rest of the universe. | Two beings were strolling down a large corridor. The walls were a sterile white. Chairs, benches and doors lined the corridor walls. Above was a skylight following the length of the corridor, it was made from a translucent material that permitted sunlight inside. The corridor was sparsely populated and therefore calm. ... | "All those in favor of the Science Party's motion, say 'aye'," boomed the speaker.
A chorus of aye's rang out under the great dome of Andromeda parliament.
"The motion is adopted."
Some were excited, others reserved, but as the parliamentarians filed out through a million entrances, the muted conversations that shiv... | |
[WP] Wizards have the same trust in magic that software designers have in software, in other words, none at all. | The King's second, a knight who retired many years ago, stomped up.
"Why are you weaving a new set of observation runes around the castle? The current ones work fine; they caught someone last week!"
I was so tired of answering that question...
"No, they don't."
"Yes, they do, and you just don't want to fulfill the ... | Doctor of Magic Candidate Davin Pentrix read The Tome of Pythons at the desk in the corner, while the students at the rows of tables wove, sewed, melted, and riveted their various reagents and words of power together.
Domin Beak raised his hand. "Master Pentrix?"
A thump, the Tome on the desk. Clip, clip, Pentrix's s... | |
[WP] Wizards have the same trust in magic that software designers have in software, in other words, none at all. | "I trust my spells. I test them. Whatever the fuck you do all day in your moss eaten tower, that's not casting. That's like eating a water melon, shitting out the seeds, and claiming you're a farmer," the drunk wizard slammed his mug down on the table and it instantly filled back up again.
"Jesus!" the bartender excla... | "Then you wave your hand in a circle and spin in a counter clockwise motion during the third line of the incantation--"
"Wait, why?" Scarfron said, frowning at his mentor. "What does the counter-clockwise motion have to do with a restorative spell?"
Porf, his mentor, stopped his pacing and stepped close enough to tap... | |
[WP] You're in a bar and decide to flirt with a beautiful girl. "Did you fall from heaven, because you're an angel!" You didn't expect her to reply sadly, "How'd you tell?" |
I looked into the mirror in the bathroom. Thickly gelled hair, a shirt that said "too cool for school", and red leather jacket all contributed to attire that my mom had assured was undoubtedly hip. So why was it that all six girls I had hit on all left as soon as I started talking? After all I had researched by rea... | Extremely intoxicated but lonely as hell I walked over to the hotel bar and without looking up I said “Did you fall from Heaven because you are an Angel.”
Immediately embarrassed at my lame pick up line, I began to turn around to leave. An angelic voice responded brightly and enthusiastically “How did you know?”
I s... | |
[WP] You're in a bar and decide to flirt with a beautiful girl. "Did you fall from heaven, because you're an angel!" You didn't expect her to reply sadly, "How'd you tell?" | Thomas sat back in his seat. He’d been expecting an exasperated sigh or outright rejection, maybe a giggle if he was lucky but not this. He looked at the girl and tried to make out if this was some sort of joke. Her blue eyes stared back and as he looked into them he didn’t see a single hint of humor. Instead he notice... | “Bill, you’ve been sitting on that seat all night, doing nothing. Are you even going to try to pick up a chick?” Francis looked me at accusatorily, as though it were a criminal sin. With a sigh, I downed the rest of my beer and stared back.
“You do this every time we go out. I don’t really have any interest in a girlf... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | A servant, one of his victims, was pouring some Roman wine on his coup while he was sitting on the couch near the pits of fire, slaves as good as this one are hard to come by, he though, and then he felt it, it was like a tickling sensation all over his massive body, his muscles twitched in excitation while huge column... | Empty space as far as I could see. I floated like I was underwater. Occasionally I could hear an echo, of a scream maybe. Eons passed, I had no chains, there was nowhere for me to go. Other demons were covered in chains, and I could see them lightyears below myself, where the HELL-fluid was denser. And then it happened... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | I always envied humans. They cling to their world so easily. Rooted, as it were, to their home reality. If only I was so lucky. That force doesn’t exist in my home-world. We demons are dimensionally weightless.
Still I’m stronger than most. Through force of will I bind myself to my plane, hold myself where I belong. I... | Empty space as far as I could see. I floated like I was underwater. Occasionally I could hear an echo, of a scream maybe. Eons passed, I had no chains, there was nowhere for me to go. Other demons were covered in chains, and I could see them lightyears below myself, where the HELL-fluid was denser. And then it happened... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | Third time's the charm, they say. If memory serves, the first instructions for summoning a demon by Name whispered by The Serpent were simply to repeat the name thrice. That of course left out all of the ritual details necessary to avoid possession, annihilation, etc. etc. The ensouled worked those out pretty quickly. ... | Empty space as far as I could see. I floated like I was underwater. Occasionally I could hear an echo, of a scream maybe. Eons passed, I had no chains, there was nowhere for me to go. Other demons were covered in chains, and I could see them lightyears below myself, where the HELL-fluid was denser. And then it happened... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | A servant, one of his victims, was pouring some Roman wine on his coup while he was sitting on the couch near the pits of fire, slaves as good as this one are hard to come by, he though, and then he felt it, it was like a tickling sensation all over his massive body, his muscles twitched in excitation while huge column... | You know, I was never summoned before in antiquity. Those basic humanoids knew, deep in their essence, that beings like me are laissez-faire. Hands off. Our existence may incomprehensible to the mind, but it most certainly is incompatible with the flesh. And I'm not talking about those meaty folds gripping that candy.... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | I always envied humans. They cling to their world so easily. Rooted, as it were, to their home reality. If only I was so lucky. That force doesn’t exist in my home-world. We demons are dimensionally weightless.
Still I’m stronger than most. Through force of will I bind myself to my plane, hold myself where I belong. I... | You know, I was never summoned before in antiquity. Those basic humanoids knew, deep in their essence, that beings like me are laissez-faire. Hands off. Our existence may incomprehensible to the mind, but it most certainly is incompatible with the flesh. And I'm not talking about those meaty folds gripping that candy.... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | Third time's the charm, they say. If memory serves, the first instructions for summoning a demon by Name whispered by The Serpent were simply to repeat the name thrice. That of course left out all of the ritual details necessary to avoid possession, annihilation, etc. etc. The ensouled worked those out pretty quickly. ... | You know, I was never summoned before in antiquity. Those basic humanoids knew, deep in their essence, that beings like me are laissez-faire. Hands off. Our existence may incomprehensible to the mind, but it most certainly is incompatible with the flesh. And I'm not talking about those meaty folds gripping that candy.... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | Third time's the charm, they say. If memory serves, the first instructions for summoning a demon by Name whispered by The Serpent were simply to repeat the name thrice. That of course left out all of the ritual details necessary to avoid possession, annihilation, etc. etc. The ensouled worked those out pretty quickly. ... | I always envied humans. They cling to their world so easily. Rooted, as it were, to their home reality. If only I was so lucky. That force doesn’t exist in my home-world. We demons are dimensionally weightless.
Still I’m stronger than most. Through force of will I bind myself to my plane, hold myself where I belong. I... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | It begins with a tingle, someone is holding my book. It has happened multiple times, but I have only left my plain twice before. Twice before, I wiped out cultures in mass, scorched their names from history, and left no trace of existence. I could speak their names, but it would be the first and last time you would hea... | The earth shuddered at the utterance of the demonic summoning. The tides seemed to still, the wind become deathly calm and all around the world a chill went down the spines of the living and awake. It was as if the whole planet stood still in the stunning moments before a crash. Deep below, in the underworld, the laugh... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | The closest human experience to being summoned was birth, the pressure all around, squeezing and pushing you, propelling you forwards. Then a huge release. Maybe you get used to it with experience, but this only my third time. There I stood, hunched over in the tiny space, and began my introduction,
" who has summone... | The earth shuddered at the utterance of the demonic summoning. The tides seemed to still, the wind become deathly calm and all around the world a chill went down the spines of the living and awake. It was as if the whole planet stood still in the stunning moments before a crash. Deep below, in the underworld, the laugh... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | The closest human experience to being summoned was birth, the pressure all around, squeezing and pushing you, propelling you forwards. Then a huge release. Maybe you get used to it with experience, but this only my third time. There I stood, hunched over in the tiny space, and began my introduction,
" who has summone... | It was the fifth time the phone rang. I apologised to the grieving soul before me and picked it up. It was my receptionist: Gladys.
“I’m with a client.”
“Yes, sorry to disturb you Norman. But it appears… well, it appears you’ve been summoned.”
“Well it can wait.”
“No, I mean, *summoned* summoned.”
"You're joking..... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | Though it had happened only twice before, I could never forget the feeling I had now, of being pulled across the eternal void, into the world of men.
As I opened my eyes, I stretched my wings and roared forth a great blast of flame, testing the limits of my manifestation. A fiery pillar burst into the sky, a mere doze... | It was the fifth time the phone rang. I apologised to the grieving soul before me and picked it up. It was my receptionist: Gladys.
“I’m with a client.”
“Yes, sorry to disturb you Norman. But it appears… well, it appears you’ve been summoned.”
“Well it can wait.”
“No, I mean, *summoned* summoned.”
"You're joking..... | |
[WP] You are a proud and powerful demon, strong enough to topple entire nations and you've only ever been summoned twice. This is the third time and you see a eight-year old girl holding the incantation book in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other. | Though it had happened only twice before, I could never forget the feeling I had now, of being pulled across the eternal void, into the world of men.
As I opened my eyes, I stretched my wings and roared forth a great blast of flame, testing the limits of my manifestation. A fiery pillar burst into the sky, a mere doze... | The absence of bonds and the pain that they came with was, as always, the most immediate and disorienting effect. Imagine all of your limbs bound by cold hard chains, clamped tight and biting into your flesh that never goes numb. Imagine more, a million little needles poking through to your bones at a million angles an... | |
[WP] You are driving to your friend's house to play D&D. A truck losses control and just before it hits you time freezes and a message appears "roll to dodge the truck" | The truck barrelled towards us, utterly unstoppable. My heart leapt into my throat and stuck, unmoving.
This was it. This was how I ended. What a fucking stupid way to go - I could have been doing anything else. Talking to girls, maybe. Hadn't done enough of that. Gone out and played football, maybe, got some sun for ... | After my screaming stopped, I looked back and forth between the floating words, and the dice that had appeared in my hand in dull disbelief. My sluggish brain finally ticked over, telling me that I'd been staring at the letters for almost 5 minutes, and nothing had happened.
"Roll to dodge ehh? So until I do, what h... | |
[WP] You are driving to your friend's house to play D&D. A truck losses control and just before it hits you time freezes and a message appears "roll to dodge the truck" | "BILLY! BILLY DON'T YOU LOSE MY NUMBER!" I roared to myself as I cruised along the m25 into London. It was late, but I couldn't pass up the chance to finally play some Dungeons & Dragons. The group was special to me, each of them my best friends. The six of us had been playing since the second year of secondary sch... | "GET DOWN MAN!" I slammed on the breaks, closed my eyes just in time to see my friend cover his head with the Pathfinders Players Book in a feeble attempt to save his skull. I shut my eyes and eased up as best i can, waiting for the shock to roll through my body.
Moments pass...i open an eye..just one...just the righ... | |
[WP] You are driving to your friend's house to play D&D. A truck losses control and just before it hits you time freezes and a message appears "roll to dodge the truck" | The truck swerved to the side, missing us by inches. The sudden turn caused the truck to jack-knife as it hurtled towards the overhang, its screeching tires leaving long black rubber marks along the road. The driver managed to jump free right as the truck went over the edge, his trucker hat flying skywards as he rolled... | I spun the wheel as quickly as I could, desperately spinning the car out of the way of the truck. Before my eyes, a large **17** appeared, followed by the word “Success!” in gold letters. As the car spun wildly on the rainy road, I saw a new message appear.
“Roll to use your Vehicle Handling: Sedan Skill.”
I stomped... | |
[WP] You are driving to your friend's house to play D&D. A truck losses control and just before it hits you time freezes and a message appears "roll to dodge the truck" | The truck swerved to the side, missing us by inches. The sudden turn caused the truck to jack-knife as it hurtled towards the overhang, its screeching tires leaving long black rubber marks along the road. The driver managed to jump free right as the truck went over the edge, his trucker hat flying skywards as he rolled... | Time froze and my arms flew up and were waiting to be crushed by a truck and then nothing.
I opened my eyes and the truck was frozen in front of me and the words roll to doge appear in front of me. I reached out and grabbed a d20 from my bag and I rolled it. Everything in my life was counting on this one roll.
The d... | |
[WP] You've lived through countless battles and wars, gaining the title of the dancing sword saint for your powers to control countless floating blades. But those days are in the past, and you've found a fun hobby in cooking. | Remy needed to clear his haunted mind. This was the third day of the week he'd been late to the community homeless kitchen. He sighed, "Okay everyone, let's begin."
He'd spent years on the battlefield, years of murder, of bloodshed, of unholy slaughter. Now he'd retired to the city of his birth, where he'd picked grap... | The thrill of war had faded long ago. It has dissolved the same way sugar dissolves into water. Don't get me wrong, like a properly served dessert, I'd relished my glory till the last second. But sometimes too much sweetness can force one to stop and think about your decisions. Did I really want to keep killing with my... | |
[WP] When you got your power, you tried to do good in the world. You created utopias, healed people, stopped crime, and more, but the world never seemed to get any better. You realize that without a common enemy, people will never work together...so you take up the mantle. | "So like a modern day superhero!"
Those were the words of my old friend. The one whom I've given the 'mantle' to. For years, I've harnessed this power that I woke up with. Something that let me cure diseases with the snap of my fingers, stop criminals with my mind, prevent war by crushing their weaponry before it coul... | **For any of you who’ve not watched RWBY Volume Six, my source material is an exposition dump early in the volume. There are COLOSSAL spoilers. You have been warned.**
So, I’m immortal. That’s pretty great, me and my husband (who got brought back to life by the gods. It’s a looooong story) created a kingdom on the wor... | |
[WP] You jokingly buy some land on Mars as a gag gift. A few generations from now when we're colonizing Mars, your descendants find it and go to cash in. | Great-Pappy was a bit of a jokester, at least that's what I heard from my Nana. She once told me about the time that her dear old dad decided to get her a used Honda, apparently he bought her a little plot of land on martian soil, just as a little laugh. Don't know why she kept the deed, there wasn't any real validity ... | My granddad was a moron, now he was family but I’m not going to lie, a man can only join so many pyramid schemes before it becomes apparent their a fucking idiot. It’s a nice perk of this world that sometimes idiots get lucky and granddad got very lucky, a plot of mars bigger then Australia,
It seems that through som... | |
[WP] A story about why pairing a pretty princess with high explosives is probably not the best idea. | The plan of the fanatics could no have gone any better, Snipers took out the guards while men next to the road ambushed the car. A truck pulled along side the limousine and pulled the princess into one truck and the U.S. Senator into another. After the men cleared the area the crop duster dropped the home made bombs on... | My name is Horatio. I have been a butler for the king and the rest of the royal family since I was old enough to hold up a tray and hang a serviette from my arm and I have royally fucked up.
As a butler, I’m in charge of making sure the estate is tidy, that the family is happy, and that the princess is all fine and da... |
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