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Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | I don’t get it. People say it’s our struggles that define us. Some people even have the brass to say it when people vent, or when they see a tragedy in the news. As if they’re trying to equate our struggles to some sort of magic. But have any of them actually gone through this? Have they ever had to handle being groped... | Damnable, sincere, lust driven, intimate, faithful love! It ruined me! Brought me to my knee compacted my arteries like a toxic hive, don't you see! Tricking my oblivious arrogant mind to the point beyond redemption, it is what caused my shame, mental incarceration without pension. It was not the catalyst of madness, i... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | He closed his eyes for a fraction of a second, parted his lips, and slowly inhaled as quietly as possible. Opening his eye quickly, he snapped his view back to his target, and with zero hesitation, he pulled the trigger. It only took a microsecond; the bullet tore through the targets, severing nerve endings with ease b... | Damnable, sincere, lust driven, intimate, faithful love! It ruined me! Brought me to my knee compacted my arteries like a toxic hive, don't you see! Tricking my oblivious arrogant mind to the point beyond redemption, it is what caused my shame, mental incarceration without pension. It was not the catalyst of madness, i... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | >I got started and kind of kept going and went over the word limit, but it seemed a shame not to share it after working on it, especially since i never write. Perhaps if I spend some time on it tomorrow, I can make it shorter. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy.
Brandon looked at me with his cold blue eyes. It see... | Damnable, sincere, lust driven, intimate, faithful love! It ruined me! Brought me to my knee compacted my arteries like a toxic hive, don't you see! Tricking my oblivious arrogant mind to the point beyond redemption, it is what caused my shame, mental incarceration without pension. It was not the catalyst of madness, i... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | I prayed for the first time in 10 years today. I begged that my wife would be spared the slow and horrible death that seems inevitable for us all. The "leader" of our soon to be deceased group said that rescue would be arriving soon. I wonder if he even believes the dogma that he spews. I know nobody else does. We're a... | "Marksman!" the call came, and we fell to the ground. Seven shots rang out, before the man was taken out by one of us. We thought we were safe.
I didn't feel pain.
The shots that had echoed in the air hadn't completely missed our group. One of us was hit.
"Stay with us," I heard them through the growing fog that thr... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | I want to thank everyone who contributed! You all have some great stories here. My favorite was the entry from Rabid_Mouse who wins a month of reddit gold!
Stay tuned to /r/writingprompts for the next GOLD contest, coming soon! | "Marksman!" the call came, and we fell to the ground. Seven shots rang out, before the man was taken out by one of us. We thought we were safe.
I didn't feel pain.
The shots that had echoed in the air hadn't completely missed our group. One of us was hit.
"Stay with us," I heard them through the growing fog that thr... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | I want to thank everyone who contributed! You all have some great stories here. My favorite was the entry from Rabid_Mouse who wins a month of reddit gold!
Stay tuned to /r/writingprompts for the next GOLD contest, coming soon! | Flurries of snow bite into my cheeks. I should pull up my hood, I know, frostbite is nothing to laugh at. But the pain was welcome. At least there was something beyond the crushing numbness. After a certain number of rejections, everything just devolves into emptiness. Life becomes a waiting game for the next 'no'.
S... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | I want to thank everyone who contributed! You all have some great stories here. My favorite was the entry from Rabid_Mouse who wins a month of reddit gold!
Stay tuned to /r/writingprompts for the next GOLD contest, coming soon! | There is a sense of calm when you are dying, Pat reflected. There must be, or else people just die quieter in space.
Mrs. William’s body was settled on the metal table. Pat could hear the large fans rotating above his head. She was found strapped in her bed. According to Brenda Matthis, her littlest child found her. P... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | I don’t get it. People say it’s our struggles that define us. Some people even have the brass to say it when people vent, or when they see a tragedy in the news. As if they’re trying to equate our struggles to some sort of magic. But have any of them actually gone through this? Have they ever had to handle being groped... | And that's when I laughed. I laughed, and they gasped. I don't know why I laughed. There was nothing amusing about the situation, nothing worth chuckling about. No, I laughed because I knew that I would not be able to succeed. The man's fate was sealed, from the minute they laid him into my untrained, unwelcoming arms.... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | He closed his eyes for a fraction of a second, parted his lips, and slowly inhaled as quietly as possible. Opening his eye quickly, he snapped his view back to his target, and with zero hesitation, he pulled the trigger. It only took a microsecond; the bullet tore through the targets, severing nerve endings with ease b... | And that's when I laughed. I laughed, and they gasped. I don't know why I laughed. There was nothing amusing about the situation, nothing worth chuckling about. No, I laughed because I knew that I would not be able to succeed. The man's fate was sealed, from the minute they laid him into my untrained, unwelcoming arms.... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | >I got started and kind of kept going and went over the word limit, but it seemed a shame not to share it after working on it, especially since i never write. Perhaps if I spend some time on it tomorrow, I can make it shorter. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy.
Brandon looked at me with his cold blue eyes. It see... | And that's when I laughed. I laughed, and they gasped. I don't know why I laughed. There was nothing amusing about the situation, nothing worth chuckling about. No, I laughed because I knew that I would not be able to succeed. The man's fate was sealed, from the minute they laid him into my untrained, unwelcoming arms.... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | He closed his eyes for a fraction of a second, parted his lips, and slowly inhaled as quietly as possible. Opening his eye quickly, he snapped his view back to his target, and with zero hesitation, he pulled the trigger. It only took a microsecond; the bullet tore through the targets, severing nerve endings with ease b... | We walked all of the way to the store to find out it was closed. It was a warm and comfortable Saturday, and we liked to walk to the store to buy treats and socialize. I would have been more upset if I had any emotions at the time that were as sharp or well defined. All I really knew were “good” and “bad”. Not because... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | >I got started and kind of kept going and went over the word limit, but it seemed a shame not to share it after working on it, especially since i never write. Perhaps if I spend some time on it tomorrow, I can make it shorter. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy.
Brandon looked at me with his cold blue eyes. It see... | We walked all of the way to the store to find out it was closed. It was a warm and comfortable Saturday, and we liked to walk to the store to buy treats and socialize. I would have been more upset if I had any emotions at the time that were as sharp or well defined. All I really knew were “good” and “bad”. Not because... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | He closed his eyes for a fraction of a second, parted his lips, and slowly inhaled as quietly as possible. Opening his eye quickly, he snapped his view back to his target, and with zero hesitation, he pulled the trigger. It only took a microsecond; the bullet tore through the targets, severing nerve endings with ease b... | She wasn't waking up.
It was simple:
I knew I could have forced my hands over her chest and thrust down. I could have cracked her ribs and forced the wind back into her lungs. I could have prayed for the blood that slept along the floor of her heart to move again, to sprint along those veins that stretched like ... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | >I got started and kind of kept going and went over the word limit, but it seemed a shame not to share it after working on it, especially since i never write. Perhaps if I spend some time on it tomorrow, I can make it shorter. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy.
Brandon looked at me with his cold blue eyes. It see... | She wasn't waking up.
It was simple:
I knew I could have forced my hands over her chest and thrust down. I could have cracked her ribs and forced the wind back into her lungs. I could have prayed for the blood that slept along the floor of her heart to move again, to sprint along those veins that stretched like ... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | >I got started and kind of kept going and went over the word limit, but it seemed a shame not to share it after working on it, especially since i never write. Perhaps if I spend some time on it tomorrow, I can make it shorter. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy.
Brandon looked at me with his cold blue eyes. It see... | I don’t get it. People say it’s our struggles that define us. Some people even have the brass to say it when people vent, or when they see a tragedy in the news. As if they’re trying to equate our struggles to some sort of magic. But have any of them actually gone through this? Have they ever had to handle being groped... |
Include please, the words **"It's our struggle that defines us."**
250 words. No more, no less. Create a moment of epiphany in which your character realizes a basic truth about how we handle adversity and its effect on how we are perceived by our peers.
Throw a seemingly hopeless and impossible task in their path. A ... | [FF] Saving A Life (250 words and 24 hours + GOLD) | >I got started and kind of kept going and went over the word limit, but it seemed a shame not to share it after working on it, especially since i never write. Perhaps if I spend some time on it tomorrow, I can make it shorter. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy.
Brandon looked at me with his cold blue eyes. It see... | He closed his eyes for a fraction of a second, parted his lips, and slowly inhaled as quietly as possible. Opening his eye quickly, he snapped his view back to his target, and with zero hesitation, he pulled the trigger. It only took a microsecond; the bullet tore through the targets, severing nerve endings with ease b... |
Write something *really badly* and include the phrase "It was a dark and stormy night." Poor choice of words, atrocious grammar, redundant wording. All in fun!
**Ready? Set? GO!** | [FF] It was a dark and stormy night... (100 word max) | It was a dark and stormy night. It was long and flowing. It climbed the highest peaks and crossed the longest oceans. It was a failure. It was nothing and everything in between. It was alone. It was a pronoun. | It was a dark and stormy night, so I stayed inside and watched Netflix with my cat, Rosie. She likes rom-coms the best, so we watched Sleepless in Seattle for the twentieth time. That Meg Ryan is such a card! We also split a pint of strawberry froyo, a package of Wheat Thins - hey, they're healthy - six slices of fat-f... |
Write something *really badly* and include the phrase "It was a dark and stormy night." Poor choice of words, atrocious grammar, redundant wording. All in fun!
**Ready? Set? GO!** | [FF] It was a dark and stormy night... (100 word max) | It was a dark and stormy night, but I was ready for battle, no matter the conditions. Helmet strapped on tight, my uniform still streaked with mud and blood from my previous time in the trenches: I was a sight to behold, a true warrior. Nobody would want to face me tonight.
And then I saw him. A tall, brutish man, ges... | It was a dark and stormy night, so I stayed inside and watched Netflix with my cat, Rosie. She likes rom-coms the best, so we watched Sleepless in Seattle for the twentieth time. That Meg Ryan is such a card! We also split a pint of strawberry froyo, a package of Wheat Thins - hey, they're healthy - six slices of fat-f... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | Was it a dream? I couldn't tell anymore. The nightmares and the fantasies all seemed to blend now. Even when my eyes opened and the outside world presented itself they lingered.
Was I awake? I couldn't tell. I was running, that much I knew, but not from what. How did I get here? Was I dreaming? No. I can't be dreaming... | A virus broke all of us out of our simulations. Our entire world was a figment of a sentient program. No one really knows how software took over the world, but until this virus came a long, they did.
Some of us believe there people who have never been plugged in. In fact, there must be at least one person out there t... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | My father was a landlord as was his father before him. The complex the family owned had stood since the end of the war, and it had seen its share of strange tenants. I often helped him clear out an apartment when its previous occupant had moved on, and the things that we took away that amazed us both. We had seen a sex... | A virus broke all of us out of our simulations. Our entire world was a figment of a sentient program. No one really knows how software took over the world, but until this virus came a long, they did.
Some of us believe there people who have never been plugged in. In fact, there must be at least one person out there t... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | Was it a dream? I couldn't tell anymore. The nightmares and the fantasies all seemed to blend now. Even when my eyes opened and the outside world presented itself they lingered.
Was I awake? I couldn't tell. I was running, that much I knew, but not from what. How did I get here? Was I dreaming? No. I can't be dreaming... |
A molotov smashed against the hood of a police car. A crowd rocks it back and forth- Tipping it onto it's driver side and then onto it's back. Windows are smashed. Buildings are burned. The smell of gas, tear gas, and smoke.
This is happening worldwide. "NOTHING IS REAL! NOTHING MATTERS!" A man screams, throwing hims... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | My father was a landlord as was his father before him. The complex the family owned had stood since the end of the war, and it had seen its share of strange tenants. I often helped him clear out an apartment when its previous occupant had moved on, and the things that we took away that amazed us both. We had seen a sex... |
A molotov smashed against the hood of a police car. A crowd rocks it back and forth- Tipping it onto it's driver side and then onto it's back. Windows are smashed. Buildings are burned. The smell of gas, tear gas, and smoke.
This is happening worldwide. "NOTHING IS REAL! NOTHING MATTERS!" A man screams, throwing hims... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | My father was a landlord as was his father before him. The complex the family owned had stood since the end of the war, and it had seen its share of strange tenants. I often helped him clear out an apartment when its previous occupant had moved on, and the things that we took away that amazed us both. We had seen a sex... | **NOTE:** I may write more later. I haven't had a lot of time to proofread, but it's time for bed and I wanted to submit what I had finished.
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"Shortwave is quiet," I said. "Nothing for days."
"I wonder when they'll stop," Janice said.
"Why don't they just shut it down?" Maurice asked.
"You know why," Janice an... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | My father was a landlord as was his father before him. The complex the family owned had stood since the end of the war, and it had seen its share of strange tenants. I often helped him clear out an apartment when its previous occupant had moved on, and the things that we took away that amazed us both. We had seen a sex... | Well, not a Matrix-specific entry, but it follows the simulation theme. Warning: Cliche.
Even stress-laced grief can get monotonous after a time. There had been months of piling bills, months of crappy food, months of sheer certainty that nothing was certain. This time, however, when he took her hand as he did every t... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | My father was a landlord as was his father before him. The complex the family owned had stood since the end of the war, and it had seen its share of strange tenants. I often helped him clear out an apartment when its previous occupant had moved on, and the things that we took away that amazed us both. We had seen a sex... | Goddammit. My Grandmother doesn't have any writing programs or Chrome.
Hopefully I'll get an entry in today, if not then there's always next time though. |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | My father was a landlord as was his father before him. The complex the family owned had stood since the end of the war, and it had seen its share of strange tenants. I often helped him clear out an apartment when its previous occupant had moved on, and the things that we took away that amazed us both. We had seen a sex... | Friar Pat looked out onto his congregation, now completely empty, hardly a shadow of the enthusiastic singing present not two weeks before.
"Hail Mary" he began. The sadness of the crucifix behind him stared at the old preist, burning holes into his thoughts.
"Full of Grace" he continued, the old words fell to him ... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | My father was a landlord as was his father before him. The complex the family owned had stood since the end of the war, and it had seen its share of strange tenants. I often helped him clear out an apartment when its previous occupant had moved on, and the things that we took away that amazed us both. We had seen a sex... | [I'm going to release mine in three installments. It's turning into a novel, but I'm impatient for feedback, so here are the first two chapters. NSFW language and drug use, if anyone cares]
**Chapter One: Oops!**
Caddles was feeling better, better than he should, considering last night's party. More like this morning... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | **NOTE:** I think I may have bent the rules of the prompt a little bit, but hopefully this still counts! Also, this is my first time posting on this subreddit, so any feedback would be awesome.
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"So... none of this matters?" Jim asked. His pudgy cheeks were already blushing from the drinks he had with lunch. I ... | Perhaps we’d always known. To some degree, that is. Something just never seemed... quite right. Our daily lives were a matter of routine. Wake up. Consume breakfast. Work. Come home. Sleep. Eat, sleep and work. Could our lives really have been that simple? It was easy to reduce our lives to such simple terms. It wasn’t... |
So, it's *true.*
We exist only as part of a simulation. There is no denying it now. How do we react to the news? How does our knowing we are not *real* affect the world and the future of *humanity?*
*Have fun!*
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A month of reddit gold to the entry I like best! BONUS points for someone figuring out how to "hack... | [WP] Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. (Reddit Gold) | **NOTE:** I think I may have bent the rules of the prompt a little bit, but hopefully this still counts! Also, this is my first time posting on this subreddit, so any feedback would be awesome.
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"So... none of this matters?" Jim asked. His pudgy cheeks were already blushing from the drinks he had with lunch. I ... | Damn you, this won't be quick. Saving this thread, back in a day or so. I've just finished chapter one. |
When I say 'epic' it doesn't have to be a fantasy story spanning thousands of pages but just a really epic story! Get the setting established and grab our attention. That's what an epic beginning is all about, right? | [WP] The beginning of an epic story. | Brett cocked back her Colt 45 and rubbed out the glowing butt of her cigarette on her taut, exposed thigh and stuck her tongue out provocatively at me.
I shouldered my government-issue flame-thrower with a grimace.
I really, really hate missions with Brett.
I examined the various scars and burn marks that were permane... | Through leaves, through alleyways, through the air, the wind flowed.
After the wind came the dread.
Not something that a man could explain, but nonetheless, a feeling of dread pervaded each person’s soul. Every time the leaves sang their dry song of autumn, someone shivered involuntarily. Howling, the dread swept t... |
The hero of a tale is usually portrayed with aesthetic features and good morals. Write something inspired by an ugly man or woman saving the day. Does he or she do so out of compassion? Because it serves his or her purpose? Or just for their own personal amusement?
Have fun with it, bend it anyway you like as long as ... | [WP] Ugly protagonist | It was hot and I was sweaty, my extra large ironic pedobear tshirt that I had on fit a little tight and it was bothersome, I had the sensation that one of my stomach rolls was hanging out but I didn't want to fix it as I already was excreting much of my effort by standing in line at this liquor. There where four people... | She emerged from the cave, bloody and exhausted, her wand gripped closely in her hand. The sunlight blinded her momentarily while her eyes sought to readjust. After a few moments her eyesight had returned sufficiently for her to make her way down up the slope of the valley and towards Lasabergweg street. There, she ent... |
The hero of a tale is usually portrayed with aesthetic features and good morals. Write something inspired by an ugly man or woman saving the day. Does he or she do so out of compassion? Because it serves his or her purpose? Or just for their own personal amusement?
Have fun with it, bend it anyway you like as long as ... | [WP] Ugly protagonist | I lay on the hard bed looking up at the pattern the setting sun threw onto the ceiling.
With my cleft palate and unsymmetrical forehead I'd always been a weird-looking kid. Weird-acting too, but who isn't, round here? Maybe if I had been more normal my parents might have kept me. I wondered what they looked like.
Any... | She emerged from the cave, bloody and exhausted, her wand gripped closely in her hand. The sunlight blinded her momentarily while her eyes sought to readjust. After a few moments her eyesight had returned sufficiently for her to make her way down up the slope of the valley and towards Lasabergweg street. There, she ent... |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | When the figure granted me immortality, I could think of no greater gift. At first, I played it safe. I followed all laws, made immense efforts to conceal my identity, frequently faked deaths, always forged identification cards. I told no one, but kept one written journal. That soon became many journals, and eventually... | I see my fellow soldiers fall before me. The light leaves their eyes. I am not as lucky. I relive the pain every moment. Bullets and hot steel meet my flesh every second. The pain unbearable, but as I fall to the ground, hoping this time I can finally let the cold hand of death take me, the pain slowly melts away. Is t... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | We had promised to bury her here.
"Out where the birch trees grow," she'd said. "and the morning glory show all day long." I remember waiting for them to close.
I didn't exactly let her go, I made a compromise. I gathered up her eyes, and her smile, and her hip bone deep in my palm, and I gripped them close. The thi... | "Do you love me?" she asked.
"Always" I said.
Night had been an encore greater than the act of sunset, infinity stretched before us as we drifted through space on our bed of grass. Her hand rose and fell in unison with my breathing, all the while keeping check that this was real, that my heart would keep this going, ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | It had been a long, grueling day for him--which day, he could no longer say. Keeping up with time was arbitrary to a man who bested it several times over. Especially since he had no desire to. Not since December 13th, 1789 at approximately 11:13pm. It had been a dreadfully cold day, which he supposed was appropriate gi... | "Do you love me?" she asked.
"Always" I said.
Night had been an encore greater than the act of sunset, infinity stretched before us as we drifted through space on our bed of grass. Her hand rose and fell in unison with my breathing, all the while keeping check that this was real, that my heart would keep this going, ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | At first, he didn't see her. She was just another woman with a plain face among the masses of the capital. There had been hundreds of women just like her over the course of eternity, and she would be no different. However, something nagged at him to look back behind him, as if something out of the corner of his eye was... | "Do you love me?" she asked.
"Always" I said.
Night had been an encore greater than the act of sunset, infinity stretched before us as we drifted through space on our bed of grass. Her hand rose and fell in unison with my breathing, all the while keeping check that this was real, that my heart would keep this going, ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | When the figure granted me immortality, I could think of no greater gift. At first, I played it safe. I followed all laws, made immense efforts to conceal my identity, frequently faked deaths, always forged identification cards. I told no one, but kept one written journal. That soon became many journals, and eventually... | "Do you love me?" she asked.
"Always" I said.
Night had been an encore greater than the act of sunset, infinity stretched before us as we drifted through space on our bed of grass. Her hand rose and fell in unison with my breathing, all the while keeping check that this was real, that my heart would keep this going, ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | The old man closed his eyes and gone were the cords, the machines, and the fussy and overly concerned staff.
"Dance with me, Walter." entreated a young and vibrant Stephanie.
It was the eve of his deployment and she had insisted on going to the Naval ball.
"But I don't know how." he murmured, startling the aid clean... | "Do you love me?" she asked.
"Always" I said.
Night had been an encore greater than the act of sunset, infinity stretched before us as we drifted through space on our bed of grass. Her hand rose and fell in unison with my breathing, all the while keeping check that this was real, that my heart would keep this going, ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | I'm lost. Lost in a world so incomprehensible. Millenniums upon millenniums passed so gradually yet trying to remember all those years is impossible. The world has changed so much, I couldn't explain even if I tried nor would anyone like me even be able to understand it. I'm so alone, yet even that thought boggles my m... | "Do you love me?" she asked.
"Always" I said.
Night had been an encore greater than the act of sunset, infinity stretched before us as we drifted through space on our bed of grass. Her hand rose and fell in unison with my breathing, all the while keeping check that this was real, that my heart would keep this going, ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | As they years went by, he never aged. He stayed forever golden and smiling, forever young. But with each passing year, I counted more wrinkles, more grey hair. I could feel him slipping away from him. I knew he still loved me, but the spark dimmed and fizzled as I grew old.
As I aged, I felt him slipping farther and... | "Do you love me?" she asked.
"Always" I said.
Night had been an encore greater than the act of sunset, infinity stretched before us as we drifted through space on our bed of grass. Her hand rose and fell in unison with my breathing, all the while keeping check that this was real, that my heart would keep this going, ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | There is no sound but your breathing. There is no color but the darkness. The spacesuit clinging to your body has become a cruel decoration. Lack of movement and nourishment has atrophied your muscles. Your bones have lost all their density, your body feels sickeningly liquid. You have no choice in your destination. Yo... | "Do you love me?" she asked.
"Always" I said.
Night had been an encore greater than the act of sunset, infinity stretched before us as we drifted through space on our bed of grass. Her hand rose and fell in unison with my breathing, all the while keeping check that this was real, that my heart would keep this going, ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | We had promised to bury her here.
"Out where the birch trees grow," she'd said. "and the morning glory show all day long." I remember waiting for them to close.
I didn't exactly let her go, I made a compromise. I gathered up her eyes, and her smile, and her hip bone deep in my palm, and I gripped them close. The thi... | Darkness. They never tell you about the darkness. Its been about ten thousand years since I met that man...well, man may not be the right word, at the crossroads that fateful night. He told me that I could live forever. He told me I could make a difference, to truly do some good in the world. All I had to do was give ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | At first, he didn't see her. She was just another woman with a plain face among the masses of the capital. There had been hundreds of women just like her over the course of eternity, and she would be no different. However, something nagged at him to look back behind him, as if something out of the corner of his eye was... | Darkness. They never tell you about the darkness. Its been about ten thousand years since I met that man...well, man may not be the right word, at the crossroads that fateful night. He told me that I could live forever. He told me I could make a difference, to truly do some good in the world. All I had to do was give ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | When the figure granted me immortality, I could think of no greater gift. At first, I played it safe. I followed all laws, made immense efforts to conceal my identity, frequently faked deaths, always forged identification cards. I told no one, but kept one written journal. That soon became many journals, and eventually... | Darkness. They never tell you about the darkness. Its been about ten thousand years since I met that man...well, man may not be the right word, at the crossroads that fateful night. He told me that I could live forever. He told me I could make a difference, to truly do some good in the world. All I had to do was give ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | The old man closed his eyes and gone were the cords, the machines, and the fussy and overly concerned staff.
"Dance with me, Walter." entreated a young and vibrant Stephanie.
It was the eve of his deployment and she had insisted on going to the Naval ball.
"But I don't know how." he murmured, startling the aid clean... | Darkness. They never tell you about the darkness. Its been about ten thousand years since I met that man...well, man may not be the right word, at the crossroads that fateful night. He told me that I could live forever. He told me I could make a difference, to truly do some good in the world. All I had to do was give ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | I'm lost. Lost in a world so incomprehensible. Millenniums upon millenniums passed so gradually yet trying to remember all those years is impossible. The world has changed so much, I couldn't explain even if I tried nor would anyone like me even be able to understand it. I'm so alone, yet even that thought boggles my m... | Darkness. They never tell you about the darkness. Its been about ten thousand years since I met that man...well, man may not be the right word, at the crossroads that fateful night. He told me that I could live forever. He told me I could make a difference, to truly do some good in the world. All I had to do was give ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | As they years went by, he never aged. He stayed forever golden and smiling, forever young. But with each passing year, I counted more wrinkles, more grey hair. I could feel him slipping away from him. I knew he still loved me, but the spark dimmed and fizzled as I grew old.
As I aged, I felt him slipping farther and... | Darkness. They never tell you about the darkness. Its been about ten thousand years since I met that man...well, man may not be the right word, at the crossroads that fateful night. He told me that I could live forever. He told me I could make a difference, to truly do some good in the world. All I had to do was give ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | There is no sound but your breathing. There is no color but the darkness. The spacesuit clinging to your body has become a cruel decoration. Lack of movement and nourishment has atrophied your muscles. Your bones have lost all their density, your body feels sickeningly liquid. You have no choice in your destination. Yo... | Darkness. They never tell you about the darkness. Its been about ten thousand years since I met that man...well, man may not be the right word, at the crossroads that fateful night. He told me that I could live forever. He told me I could make a difference, to truly do some good in the world. All I had to do was give ... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | When the figure granted me immortality, I could think of no greater gift. At first, I played it safe. I followed all laws, made immense efforts to conceal my identity, frequently faked deaths, always forged identification cards. I told no one, but kept one written journal. That soon became many journals, and eventually... | "I had to leave again." He said, pacing wildly back and forth. And across my new carpet at that.
"Again, Michael?"
"I *always* have to leave. What else am I do to? Stand by, watch her fall to pieces as the years ravish her beauty and her mind? It's not fair to me, to spend years loving someone, caring, nurturing comf... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | As they years went by, he never aged. He stayed forever golden and smiling, forever young. But with each passing year, I counted more wrinkles, more grey hair. I could feel him slipping away from him. I knew he still loved me, but the spark dimmed and fizzled as I grew old.
As I aged, I felt him slipping farther and... | "I had to leave again." He said, pacing wildly back and forth. And across my new carpet at that.
"Again, Michael?"
"I *always* have to leave. What else am I do to? Stand by, watch her fall to pieces as the years ravish her beauty and her mind? It's not fair to me, to spend years loving someone, caring, nurturing comf... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | When the figure granted me immortality, I could think of no greater gift. At first, I played it safe. I followed all laws, made immense efforts to conceal my identity, frequently faked deaths, always forged identification cards. I told no one, but kept one written journal. That soon became many journals, and eventually... | We had promised to bury her here.
"Out where the birch trees grow," she'd said. "and the morning glory show all day long." I remember waiting for them to close.
I didn't exactly let her go, I made a compromise. I gathered up her eyes, and her smile, and her hip bone deep in my palm, and I gripped them close. The thi... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | I'm lost. Lost in a world so incomprehensible. Millenniums upon millenniums passed so gradually yet trying to remember all those years is impossible. The world has changed so much, I couldn't explain even if I tried nor would anyone like me even be able to understand it. I'm so alone, yet even that thought boggles my m... | We had promised to bury her here.
"Out where the birch trees grow," she'd said. "and the morning glory show all day long." I remember waiting for them to close.
I didn't exactly let her go, I made a compromise. I gathered up her eyes, and her smile, and her hip bone deep in my palm, and I gripped them close. The thi... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | As they years went by, he never aged. He stayed forever golden and smiling, forever young. But with each passing year, I counted more wrinkles, more grey hair. I could feel him slipping away from him. I knew he still loved me, but the spark dimmed and fizzled as I grew old.
As I aged, I felt him slipping farther and... | We had promised to bury her here.
"Out where the birch trees grow," she'd said. "and the morning glory show all day long." I remember waiting for them to close.
I didn't exactly let her go, I made a compromise. I gathered up her eyes, and her smile, and her hip bone deep in my palm, and I gripped them close. The thi... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | There is no sound but your breathing. There is no color but the darkness. The spacesuit clinging to your body has become a cruel decoration. Lack of movement and nourishment has atrophied your muscles. Your bones have lost all their density, your body feels sickeningly liquid. You have no choice in your destination. Yo... | We had promised to bury her here.
"Out where the birch trees grow," she'd said. "and the morning glory show all day long." I remember waiting for them to close.
I didn't exactly let her go, I made a compromise. I gathered up her eyes, and her smile, and her hip bone deep in my palm, and I gripped them close. The thi... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | The old man closed his eyes and gone were the cords, the machines, and the fussy and overly concerned staff.
"Dance with me, Walter." entreated a young and vibrant Stephanie.
It was the eve of his deployment and she had insisted on going to the Naval ball.
"But I don't know how." he murmured, startling the aid clean... | It had been a long, grueling day for him--which day, he could no longer say. Keeping up with time was arbitrary to a man who bested it several times over. Especially since he had no desire to. Not since December 13th, 1789 at approximately 11:13pm. It had been a dreadfully cold day, which he supposed was appropriate gi... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | I'm lost. Lost in a world so incomprehensible. Millenniums upon millenniums passed so gradually yet trying to remember all those years is impossible. The world has changed so much, I couldn't explain even if I tried nor would anyone like me even be able to understand it. I'm so alone, yet even that thought boggles my m... | It had been a long, grueling day for him--which day, he could no longer say. Keeping up with time was arbitrary to a man who bested it several times over. Especially since he had no desire to. Not since December 13th, 1789 at approximately 11:13pm. It had been a dreadfully cold day, which he supposed was appropriate gi... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | As they years went by, he never aged. He stayed forever golden and smiling, forever young. But with each passing year, I counted more wrinkles, more grey hair. I could feel him slipping away from him. I knew he still loved me, but the spark dimmed and fizzled as I grew old.
As I aged, I felt him slipping farther and... | It had been a long, grueling day for him--which day, he could no longer say. Keeping up with time was arbitrary to a man who bested it several times over. Especially since he had no desire to. Not since December 13th, 1789 at approximately 11:13pm. It had been a dreadfully cold day, which he supposed was appropriate gi... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | There is no sound but your breathing. There is no color but the darkness. The spacesuit clinging to your body has become a cruel decoration. Lack of movement and nourishment has atrophied your muscles. Your bones have lost all their density, your body feels sickeningly liquid. You have no choice in your destination. Yo... | It had been a long, grueling day for him--which day, he could no longer say. Keeping up with time was arbitrary to a man who bested it several times over. Especially since he had no desire to. Not since December 13th, 1789 at approximately 11:13pm. It had been a dreadfully cold day, which he supposed was appropriate gi... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | The old man closed his eyes and gone were the cords, the machines, and the fussy and overly concerned staff.
"Dance with me, Walter." entreated a young and vibrant Stephanie.
It was the eve of his deployment and she had insisted on going to the Naval ball.
"But I don't know how." he murmured, startling the aid clean... | At first, he didn't see her. She was just another woman with a plain face among the masses of the capital. There had been hundreds of women just like her over the course of eternity, and she would be no different. However, something nagged at him to look back behind him, as if something out of the corner of his eye was... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | I'm lost. Lost in a world so incomprehensible. Millenniums upon millenniums passed so gradually yet trying to remember all those years is impossible. The world has changed so much, I couldn't explain even if I tried nor would anyone like me even be able to understand it. I'm so alone, yet even that thought boggles my m... | At first, he didn't see her. She was just another woman with a plain face among the masses of the capital. There had been hundreds of women just like her over the course of eternity, and she would be no different. However, something nagged at him to look back behind him, as if something out of the corner of his eye was... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | As they years went by, he never aged. He stayed forever golden and smiling, forever young. But with each passing year, I counted more wrinkles, more grey hair. I could feel him slipping away from him. I knew he still loved me, but the spark dimmed and fizzled as I grew old.
As I aged, I felt him slipping farther and... | At first, he didn't see her. She was just another woman with a plain face among the masses of the capital. There had been hundreds of women just like her over the course of eternity, and she would be no different. However, something nagged at him to look back behind him, as if something out of the corner of his eye was... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | There is no sound but your breathing. There is no color but the darkness. The spacesuit clinging to your body has become a cruel decoration. Lack of movement and nourishment has atrophied your muscles. Your bones have lost all their density, your body feels sickeningly liquid. You have no choice in your destination. Yo... | At first, he didn't see her. She was just another woman with a plain face among the masses of the capital. There had been hundreds of women just like her over the course of eternity, and she would be no different. However, something nagged at him to look back behind him, as if something out of the corner of his eye was... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | I'm lost. Lost in a world so incomprehensible. Millenniums upon millenniums passed so gradually yet trying to remember all those years is impossible. The world has changed so much, I couldn't explain even if I tried nor would anyone like me even be able to understand it. I'm so alone, yet even that thought boggles my m... | The old man closed his eyes and gone were the cords, the machines, and the fussy and overly concerned staff.
"Dance with me, Walter." entreated a young and vibrant Stephanie.
It was the eve of his deployment and she had insisted on going to the Naval ball.
"But I don't know how." he murmured, startling the aid clean... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | As they years went by, he never aged. He stayed forever golden and smiling, forever young. But with each passing year, I counted more wrinkles, more grey hair. I could feel him slipping away from him. I knew he still loved me, but the spark dimmed and fizzled as I grew old.
As I aged, I felt him slipping farther and... | The old man closed his eyes and gone were the cords, the machines, and the fussy and overly concerned staff.
"Dance with me, Walter." entreated a young and vibrant Stephanie.
It was the eve of his deployment and she had insisted on going to the Naval ball.
"But I don't know how." he murmured, startling the aid clean... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | There is no sound but your breathing. There is no color but the darkness. The spacesuit clinging to your body has become a cruel decoration. Lack of movement and nourishment has atrophied your muscles. Your bones have lost all their density, your body feels sickeningly liquid. You have no choice in your destination. Yo... | The old man closed his eyes and gone were the cords, the machines, and the fussy and overly concerned staff.
"Dance with me, Walter." entreated a young and vibrant Stephanie.
It was the eve of his deployment and she had insisted on going to the Naval ball.
"But I don't know how." he murmured, startling the aid clean... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | There is no sound but your breathing. There is no color but the darkness. The spacesuit clinging to your body has become a cruel decoration. Lack of movement and nourishment has atrophied your muscles. Your bones have lost all their density, your body feels sickeningly liquid. You have no choice in your destination. Yo... | I'm lost. Lost in a world so incomprehensible. Millenniums upon millenniums passed so gradually yet trying to remember all those years is impossible. The world has changed so much, I couldn't explain even if I tried nor would anyone like me even be able to understand it. I'm so alone, yet even that thought boggles my m... | |
[WP] The Loneliness Of Immortality | I loved her at first sight. I courted her, bringing her roses, chocolates, even live butterflies...her favorite. Our wedding day was blissful, and all was it should be. And yet, the passage of life was cruel. Her life passed quickly, too quickly for me, but not for her. No, for her, life was at an end. Something I woul... | Her hair long, flowing and red, her face freckled and beautiful to the old man's eyes. "So much like little Jess once was," the old man thought. He smiled at her as she walked by causing her to frown and quicken her stride. The old man sighed as he thought about how there once was a time when a girl like that wouldn'... | |
[WP] Don't worry, that's not my blood. | I awoke after a night out drinking a truly staggering amount of liquor.
Where was I?
I remembered very little and the damnable bright, midday light did little to ease my headache. I wanted to fall back asleep right then and there but knew if I did the entire day was a wash. Besides I had to call Sally, oh right, Sal... | After the accident, Marty started disappearing at night. It wasn't even the most dramatic change to occur-- he quit his job at the firm and shaved his head down to the skin, the surgery scar visible like a pink zipper along the top of his skull. Pre accident Marty was too shy to shush noisy people at the movies and wou... | |
You are in a world where people cast their upvote/downvote on an actual person in which their "Karma" is hovering above their heads. in this society, you can only upvote/downvote a person once and if that person's Karma becomes 0 (zero) he/she will die. accident, aging, disease and natural death still applies though.
... | [WP] Everyone Counts | I couldn't take it back.
Not even when I saw her again, all those years later, when it had just finished raining and the light shining through that fucking summer dress made me forget everything else.
Not even as we sat, drinking in perfect wine and silence, the cold silver ring burning a hole in my pocket.
Not even... | The intruder stood, unmoving. We faced each other across the dimly lit landing, him in jeans and well worn coat, carrying a knife. Me, bleary eyed and in pajama trousers.
He was looking for valuables, but when I woke up he was quick to turn it into a threat of violence. My panic had subsided at the site of the glowing... |
Can you give this quote some context in 250 or fewer words?
(Also, Hi! I'm new here and hope I'm doing this right. I'll buy a month of gold to the writer who comes closest to the train of thought that spurred this sentence. Say Sunday? Not really a contest, just a "like minds" kind of compliment. Hope that's okay.) | [FF] "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents." | I apologize ahead, this is my first try at this, I'm working night shift and got carried away so I couldn't really cut it down to 250. It goes as follows:
- Have you heard? Barbra just got back from her roadtrip with her grandparents, Danny said. They say she managed to snag three canines without loosing a limb or i... | "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents."
"No I haven't. Sorry. Now leave I'm getting out of the shower."
"Oh right. Sorry."
She awkwardly ran back out the dorm room. I loosened my towel and got back to my work.
"Weirdo." |
Can you give this quote some context in 250 or fewer words?
(Also, Hi! I'm new here and hope I'm doing this right. I'll buy a month of gold to the writer who comes closest to the train of thought that spurred this sentence. Say Sunday? Not really a contest, just a "like minds" kind of compliment. Hope that's okay.) | [FF] "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents." | She was the love of my life- Beautiful Sarah, so perfect in every way. Our anniversary was finally coming up- our first year- and what struck me was her incredible fondness towards her grandparents. My plan was to make our anniversary all about *her*. I wanted to show her how much I loved her and set up a nice, three d... | "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents."
"No I haven't. Sorry. Now leave I'm getting out of the shower."
"Oh right. Sorry."
She awkwardly ran back out the dorm room. I loosened my towel and got back to my work.
"Weirdo." |
Can you give this quote some context in 250 or fewer words?
(Also, Hi! I'm new here and hope I'm doing this right. I'll buy a month of gold to the writer who comes closest to the train of thought that spurred this sentence. Say Sunday? Not really a contest, just a "like minds" kind of compliment. Hope that's okay.) | [FF] "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents." | I don't know how long he's strapped me to the machine. 100 days? 1000? It doesn't matter, just felt like a blur to me. I stopped counting on day 29 and stopped caring the day after.
He probably kept track on that notepad of his. *Day 1, nothing interesting in head. Mostly his cats. Would need further observation.*
I ... | "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents."
"No I haven't. Sorry. Now leave I'm getting out of the shower."
"Oh right. Sorry."
She awkwardly ran back out the dorm room. I loosened my towel and got back to my work.
"Weirdo." |
Can you give this quote some context in 250 or fewer words?
(Also, Hi! I'm new here and hope I'm doing this right. I'll buy a month of gold to the writer who comes closest to the train of thought that spurred this sentence. Say Sunday? Not really a contest, just a "like minds" kind of compliment. Hope that's okay.) | [FF] "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents." | "So, this is why you always wanna go up to my attic, huh?"
"I just like looking at old pictures."
"You mean you like snooping around, looking for photos of my dead relatives."
"I-- I swear I wasn't snooping, Mr. Fleischer! I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents."
"What makes... | "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents."
"No I haven't. Sorry. Now leave I'm getting out of the shower."
"Oh right. Sorry."
She awkwardly ran back out the dorm room. I loosened my towel and got back to my work.
"Weirdo." |
Can you give this quote some context in 250 or fewer words?
(Also, Hi! I'm new here and hope I'm doing this right. I'll buy a month of gold to the writer who comes closest to the train of thought that spurred this sentence. Say Sunday? Not really a contest, just a "like minds" kind of compliment. Hope that's okay.) | [FF] "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents." | She was the love of my life- Beautiful Sarah, so perfect in every way. Our anniversary was finally coming up- our first year- and what struck me was her incredible fondness towards her grandparents. My plan was to make our anniversary all about *her*. I wanted to show her how much I loved her and set up a nice, three d... | "Come on in, I just need to use the restroom and then we can head out!" Billy beckoned.
A brand new photo album titled “Henry & Evelyn Broomfield” sat neatly centered on the middle cushion of the pea-green couch flanking the living room. I knew that Billy had a complicated relationship with his grandparents, who ... |
Can you give this quote some context in 250 or fewer words?
(Also, Hi! I'm new here and hope I'm doing this right. I'll buy a month of gold to the writer who comes closest to the train of thought that spurred this sentence. Say Sunday? Not really a contest, just a "like minds" kind of compliment. Hope that's okay.) | [FF] "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents." | I don't know how long he's strapped me to the machine. 100 days? 1000? It doesn't matter, just felt like a blur to me. I stopped counting on day 29 and stopped caring the day after.
He probably kept track on that notepad of his. *Day 1, nothing interesting in head. Mostly his cats. Would need further observation.*
I ... | "Come on in, I just need to use the restroom and then we can head out!" Billy beckoned.
A brand new photo album titled “Henry & Evelyn Broomfield” sat neatly centered on the middle cushion of the pea-green couch flanking the living room. I knew that Billy had a complicated relationship with his grandparents, who ... |
Can you give this quote some context in 250 or fewer words?
(Also, Hi! I'm new here and hope I'm doing this right. I'll buy a month of gold to the writer who comes closest to the train of thought that spurred this sentence. Say Sunday? Not really a contest, just a "like minds" kind of compliment. Hope that's okay.) | [FF] "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents." | "So, this is why you always wanna go up to my attic, huh?"
"I just like looking at old pictures."
"You mean you like snooping around, looking for photos of my dead relatives."
"I-- I swear I wasn't snooping, Mr. Fleischer! I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents."
"What makes... | "Come on in, I just need to use the restroom and then we can head out!" Billy beckoned.
A brand new photo album titled “Henry & Evelyn Broomfield” sat neatly centered on the middle cushion of the pea-green couch flanking the living room. I knew that Billy had a complicated relationship with his grandparents, who ... |
Can you give this quote some context in 250 or fewer words?
(Also, Hi! I'm new here and hope I'm doing this right. I'll buy a month of gold to the writer who comes closest to the train of thought that spurred this sentence. Say Sunday? Not really a contest, just a "like minds" kind of compliment. Hope that's okay.) | [FF] "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents." | I don't know how long he's strapped me to the machine. 100 days? 1000? It doesn't matter, just felt like a blur to me. I stopped counting on day 29 and stopped caring the day after.
He probably kept track on that notepad of his. *Day 1, nothing interesting in head. Mostly his cats. Would need further observation.*
I ... | She was the love of my life- Beautiful Sarah, so perfect in every way. Our anniversary was finally coming up- our first year- and what struck me was her incredible fondness towards her grandparents. My plan was to make our anniversary all about *her*. I wanted to show her how much I loved her and set up a nice, three d... |
Can you give this quote some context in 250 or fewer words?
(Also, Hi! I'm new here and hope I'm doing this right. I'll buy a month of gold to the writer who comes closest to the train of thought that spurred this sentence. Say Sunday? Not really a contest, just a "like minds" kind of compliment. Hope that's okay.) | [FF] "I wasn't snooping. I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents." | "So, this is why you always wanna go up to my attic, huh?"
"I just like looking at old pictures."
"You mean you like snooping around, looking for photos of my dead relatives."
"I-- I swear I wasn't snooping, Mr. Fleischer! I just wanted to know if you've ever gone on a road trip with your grandparents."
"What makes... | She was the love of my life- Beautiful Sarah, so perfect in every way. Our anniversary was finally coming up- our first year- and what struck me was her incredible fondness towards her grandparents. My plan was to make our anniversary all about *her*. I wanted to show her how much I loved her and set up a nice, three d... |
[WP]"There's a man sorting through our trash." | I caught a bright glare when the garage lights went on. Then trash cans rattling and rummaging, panting and after barking. It was cold outside and so the streets were lonely. We didn't expect to see anyone outside so we didn't mind the noise.
At first, we thought old Mrs. Greens dog got out, but like always Jimmy came... | ...Here i am, staring out the window at jasmine take in the trash bin, ive worked late, this glass of wine is comfy and she knows it, just as well that im pressing the repeat button tomorrow, taking these light tasks off my shoulders helps.
Wake up, shower, brush my teeth, get dressed, make breakfast, and finally,wha... | |
[WP]"There's a man sorting through our trash." | I caught a bright glare when the garage lights went on. Then trash cans rattling and rummaging, panting and after barking. It was cold outside and so the streets were lonely. We didn't expect to see anyone outside so we didn't mind the noise.
At first, we thought old Mrs. Greens dog got out, but like always Jimmy came... | My eye sight was never all that good, but in recent years it had become worse. Sunday morning after church, Muriel and I were sitting in the front room with a segment of the Times and a mug of something hot each. I put my coffee down to take off my smeared spectacles and rub the sore little spots at the sides of my nos... | |
Your character is leaving their home knowing it will be the last time. As they do, they reflect on the time they spent there and consider the road ahead. | [WP] Leaving Home | *CLUNK*
*KRSSSSHHHH*
The secondary rockets detach themselves from their main component as the rocket propels itself away from a dying planet. The man in the cockpit wipes away his tears from inside of his suit. On his uniform is the word NOAH underneath an American/Russian flag patch. He leaves the planet he once cal... | *so this is kind of cheating, since i am really just barely editing something i wrote awhile ago, but fuck it.*
Maz was a sailor once. A farmer and gladiator too, though that order was imprecise. The lines that distinguished these phases in his life seemed to blur and ebb, much as the waves wash over individual grains... |
[WP] "Anything less than a nightmare and I wake up unprepared to face reality" | We were so young, I thought, as we stood on the hill, looking down on the battlefield. Hellfire ripped through the air under the dark clouds and pounding rain, propelling death out like waves. The rest of our unit was getting pulverized. Tanks rumbled up the crests, breaking the waves of soldiers with shells and treads... | As i let myself drift off to sleep I often hope to myself that my dreams will be terrible. It sounds strange but for a time I had vivid amazing colorful dreams that made the real world seem so dull. I would be a king, a hero, a legend among men then wake to find my life the same as it was before I closed my eyes. This ... | |
[WP] "Anything less than a nightmare and I wake up unprepared to face reality" | "To Matilda,
Once I thought that the future would always see us together, hand in hand. That nothing could harm our love, that we would marry under God, and be happy together. I already imagined our family, our children, our ageing.
Why did you betray me?
I cannot understand your decision. You *know* it is bad. You ... | As i let myself drift off to sleep I often hope to myself that my dreams will be terrible. It sounds strange but for a time I had vivid amazing colorful dreams that made the real world seem so dull. I would be a king, a hero, a legend among men then wake to find my life the same as it was before I closed my eyes. This ... | |
[WP] You have just dug yourself out of a grave after having been buried alive. | Fill the cup with water. Punch the pack of noodles, then shove it in the cup. Put it in the microwave and set it for 3 minutes.
Direction on the cup say "Do not microwave". Oh yah ? Go fuck yourself.
On days like these, I imagine that scene from Kill Bill. You know, that scene with the coffin. When Beatrix is using t... | When I first stood up and breathed fresh air again, I was relieved.
That is, I was, until I realized that no amount of showers was going to get all that dirt out of my ass. | |
[WP] You have just dug yourself out of a grave after having been buried alive. | Fill the cup with water. Punch the pack of noodles, then shove it in the cup. Put it in the microwave and set it for 3 minutes.
Direction on the cup say "Do not microwave". Oh yah ? Go fuck yourself.
On days like these, I imagine that scene from Kill Bill. You know, that scene with the coffin. When Beatrix is using t... | And there I was looking down at the grave I just dug my way out of feeling more dead than I did going into it. I turned around stumbled a couple of feet and then it hit me... Twelve slugs of metal death. Whoever shot me was a terrible zombie hunter. I personally would have gone for the head but the bullets merely rippe... | |
[WP] You have just dug yourself out of a grave after having been buried alive. | Fill the cup with water. Punch the pack of noodles, then shove it in the cup. Put it in the microwave and set it for 3 minutes.
Direction on the cup say "Do not microwave". Oh yah ? Go fuck yourself.
On days like these, I imagine that scene from Kill Bill. You know, that scene with the coffin. When Beatrix is using t... | I have to be honest, I was quoting Kill Bill Volume 2 the entire time they were pounding in the nails of my shoddy, half rotten, cardboard coffin. They were certain I'd die...and I was too. My hands were bound with rope and my mouth was covered with duct tape. My legs were free, not that they'd do me much use. Unlike m... | |
[WP] You have just dug yourself out of a grave after having been buried alive. | Fill the cup with water. Punch the pack of noodles, then shove it in the cup. Put it in the microwave and set it for 3 minutes.
Direction on the cup say "Do not microwave". Oh yah ? Go fuck yourself.
On days like these, I imagine that scene from Kill Bill. You know, that scene with the coffin. When Beatrix is using t... | It felt like hours before my battered hand broke through to the cold air, blood and fresh soil caked beneath my nails. I pushed away the rest of the earth with the panicked doggy-paddle of a fearful child, and took that first gasp of sharp October air. The chill stung my lungs like cold shower on a hungover Sunday. ... | |
[WP] You have just dug yourself out of a grave after having been buried alive. | My bones ached, but with the next push upwards, I felt the open air. It didn't take too much longer for me to pull myself completely out of the ground. I quickly turned to face the figure sitting on the nearby headstone.
"Forty-seven minutes and fifteen seconds.", he said, waving the stopwatch in the air. "I win!"
"N... | The worst part
After the scrabble and choke
Is that your sweet velvet prison
Let you sleep easier | |
Have at it!
EDIT: Mistagged as a Flash Fiction. This is a Writing Prompt. | [FF]- A safe, a Victorian style mansion in the middle of a field, a loaded gun, and a mysterious foreigner. | The strange man, face shaded by the shadows cast by the moonlight running through the birch trees surrounding the property raised his weapon. It was an m1911, an older pistol, commonly used by American military in the twentieth century, but packed 45 caliber ACP ammo, and was a force to be reckoned with. As I stared do... | Hey - since this has no word limit, it's not Flash Fiction, just a general Writing Prompt. I've re-tagged it as such. Thanks for posting a prompt! Looking forward to some good stories. |
Have at it!
EDIT: Mistagged as a Flash Fiction. This is a Writing Prompt. | [FF]- A safe, a Victorian style mansion in the middle of a field, a loaded gun, and a mysterious foreigner. | "Damnit, grampa, we know that's not how you met gramma. Try and eat your broccoli, okay?" | Hey - since this has no word limit, it's not Flash Fiction, just a general Writing Prompt. I've re-tagged it as such. Thanks for posting a prompt! Looking forward to some good stories. |
Have at it!
EDIT: Mistagged as a Flash Fiction. This is a Writing Prompt. | [FF]- A safe, a Victorian style mansion in the middle of a field, a loaded gun, and a mysterious foreigner. | The safe was still locked, sitting in the basement of the old Victorian mansion stuck in the middle of a New Zealand field. The mysterious foreigner aimed a gun. "Safe. Open it already. I swear to god, if this is one of those Al Capone's Vault things, I am just going to go full-on gorilla panic and start biting people.... | Hey - since this has no word limit, it's not Flash Fiction, just a general Writing Prompt. I've re-tagged it as such. Thanks for posting a prompt! Looking forward to some good stories. |
Have at it!
EDIT: Mistagged as a Flash Fiction. This is a Writing Prompt. | [FF]- A safe, a Victorian style mansion in the middle of a field, a loaded gun, and a mysterious foreigner. | The safe was still locked, sitting in the basement of the old Victorian mansion stuck in the middle of a New Zealand field. The mysterious foreigner aimed a gun. "Safe. Open it already. I swear to god, if this is one of those Al Capone's Vault things, I am just going to go full-on gorilla panic and start biting people.... | The strange man, face shaded by the shadows cast by the moonlight running through the birch trees surrounding the property raised his weapon. It was an m1911, an older pistol, commonly used by American military in the twentieth century, but packed 45 caliber ACP ammo, and was a force to be reckoned with. As I stared do... |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | My life is a lie
How can I possibly write?
me illiterate | He was on my Bike
But Yet, I just kept walking
I should have beat him
Context: Saw some guy once on a bike coming in my direction on this path in the forest/conservation area near my house, I stepped to the side so he would pass and noticed as he did it was my bike that was stolen ther... | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | He was very sick.
So was I, so I stay'd home
Never said goodbye | He was on my Bike
But Yet, I just kept walking
I should have beat him
Context: Saw some guy once on a bike coming in my direction on this path in the forest/conservation area near my house, I stepped to the side so he would pass and noticed as he did it was my bike that was stolen ther... | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | The first drink was bliss
I knew the hand I was dealt
I became my mom | He was on my Bike
But Yet, I just kept walking
I should have beat him
Context: Saw some guy once on a bike coming in my direction on this path in the forest/conservation area near my house, I stepped to the side so he would pass and noticed as he did it was my bike that was stolen ther... | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | the smudged mascara.
for once, you were unbalanced
yet I said nothing. | He was on my Bike
But Yet, I just kept walking
I should have beat him
Context: Saw some guy once on a bike coming in my direction on this path in the forest/conservation area near my house, I stepped to the side so he would pass and noticed as he did it was my bike that was stolen ther... | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I sent her away
Because of my foolish pride
We won't meet again. | He was on my Bike
But Yet, I just kept walking
I should have beat him
Context: Saw some guy once on a bike coming in my direction on this path in the forest/conservation area near my house, I stepped to the side so he would pass and noticed as he did it was my bike that was stolen ther... | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | She was my best friend
I trusted her with secrets
Now everyone knows | He was on my Bike
But Yet, I just kept walking
I should have beat him
Context: Saw some guy once on a bike coming in my direction on this path in the forest/conservation area near my house, I stepped to the side so he would pass and noticed as he did it was my bike that was stolen ther... | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I did not kill him.
I only slept with him and
yet I killed myself.
| He was on my Bike
But Yet, I just kept walking
I should have beat him
Context: Saw some guy once on a bike coming in my direction on this path in the forest/conservation area near my house, I stepped to the side so he would pass and noticed as he did it was my bike that was stolen ther... | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | Desire for beauty
Disregard for moral bounds
Death of a future | He was on my Bike
But Yet, I just kept walking
I should have beat him
Context: Saw some guy once on a bike coming in my direction on this path in the forest/conservation area near my house, I stepped to the side so he would pass and noticed as he did it was my bike that was stolen ther... |
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