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[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I haven't taken
the big risk yet, still content
to let talent fade. | 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 don't like my boss,
the man is a control-freak.
Message sent to boss. | 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'm sick of updates
My computer is fine with
what it has right now.
| 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 look back at life
Wondering how it would be
To be part of it
| 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 | My life is a lie
How can I possibly write?
me illiterate | Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | He was very sick.
So was I, so I stay'd home
Never said goodbye | Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | The first drink was bliss
I knew the hand I was dealt
I became my mom | Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | the smudged mascara.
for once, you were unbalanced
yet I said nothing. | Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I sent her away
Because of my foolish pride
We won't meet again. | Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | She was my best friend
I trusted her with secrets
Now everyone knows | Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I did not kill him.
I only slept with him and
yet I killed myself.
| Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | Desire for beauty
Disregard for moral bounds
Death of a future | Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I haven't taken
the big risk yet, still content
to let talent fade. | Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I don't like my boss,
the man is a control-freak.
Message sent to boss. | Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I'm sick of updates
My computer is fine with
what it has right now.
| Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I look back at life
Wondering how it would be
To be part of it
| Never should have gone,
always knew how it would end.
Guilt, and loneliness. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | My life is a lie
How can I possibly write?
me illiterate | I need to learn to
sleep through the night and not to
sleep straight through the day.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | He was very sick.
So was I, so I stay'd home
Never said goodbye | I need to learn to
sleep through the night and not to
sleep straight through the day.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | The first drink was bliss
I knew the hand I was dealt
I became my mom | I need to learn to
sleep through the night and not to
sleep straight through the day.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I sent her away
Because of my foolish pride
We won't meet again. | I need to learn to
sleep through the night and not to
sleep straight through the day.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | She was my best friend
I trusted her with secrets
Now everyone knows | I need to learn to
sleep through the night and not to
sleep straight through the day.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | Desire for beauty
Disregard for moral bounds
Death of a future | I need to learn to
sleep through the night and not to
sleep straight through the day.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I haven't taken
the big risk yet, still content
to let talent fade. | I need to learn to
sleep through the night and not to
sleep straight through the day.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I look back at life
Wondering how it would be
To be part of it
| I need to learn to
sleep through the night and not to
sleep straight through the day.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | My life is a lie
How can I possibly write?
me illiterate | Don't know what to think
Only pain in my stomach
Now my baby's gone | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | He was very sick.
So was I, so I stay'd home
Never said goodbye | Don't know what to think
Only pain in my stomach
Now my baby's gone | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | The first drink was bliss
I knew the hand I was dealt
I became my mom | Don't know what to think
Only pain in my stomach
Now my baby's gone | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I sent her away
Because of my foolish pride
We won't meet again. | Don't know what to think
Only pain in my stomach
Now my baby's gone | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | She was my best friend
I trusted her with secrets
Now everyone knows | Don't know what to think
Only pain in my stomach
Now my baby's gone | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | Desire for beauty
Disregard for moral bounds
Death of a future | Don't know what to think
Only pain in my stomach
Now my baby's gone | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I haven't taken
the big risk yet, still content
to let talent fade. | Don't know what to think
Only pain in my stomach
Now my baby's gone | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | My life is a lie
How can I possibly write?
me illiterate | I cannot forget,
The days spent stood at your side,
Now you're gone, i'm lost. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | He was very sick.
So was I, so I stay'd home
Never said goodbye | I cannot forget,
The days spent stood at your side,
Now you're gone, i'm lost. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | The first drink was bliss
I knew the hand I was dealt
I became my mom | I cannot forget,
The days spent stood at your side,
Now you're gone, i'm lost. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I sent her away
Because of my foolish pride
We won't meet again. | I cannot forget,
The days spent stood at your side,
Now you're gone, i'm lost. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | She was my best friend
I trusted her with secrets
Now everyone knows | I cannot forget,
The days spent stood at your side,
Now you're gone, i'm lost. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | Desire for beauty
Disregard for moral bounds
Death of a future | I cannot forget,
The days spent stood at your side,
Now you're gone, i'm lost. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I haven't taken
the big risk yet, still content
to let talent fade. | I cannot forget,
The days spent stood at your side,
Now you're gone, i'm lost. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I sent her away
Because of my foolish pride
We won't meet again. | The first drink was bliss
I knew the hand I was dealt
I became my mom | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | Desire for beauty
Disregard for moral bounds
Death of a future | The first drink was bliss
I knew the hand I was dealt
I became my mom | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I haven't taken
the big risk yet, still content
to let talent fade. | The first drink was bliss
I knew the hand I was dealt
I became my mom | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | She was my best friend
I trusted her with secrets
Now everyone knows | the smudged mascara.
for once, you were unbalanced
yet I said nothing. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I did not kill him.
I only slept with him and
yet I killed myself.
| the smudged mascara.
for once, you were unbalanced
yet I said nothing. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | Desire for beauty
Disregard for moral bounds
Death of a future | the smudged mascara.
for once, you were unbalanced
yet I said nothing. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I haven't taken
the big risk yet, still content
to let talent fade. | the smudged mascara.
for once, you were unbalanced
yet I said nothing. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I'm sick of updates
My computer is fine with
what it has right now.
| the smudged mascara.
for once, you were unbalanced
yet I said nothing. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I look back at life
Wondering how it would be
To be part of it
| the smudged mascara.
for once, you were unbalanced
yet I said nothing. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | Desire for beauty
Disregard for moral bounds
Death of a future | I sent her away
Because of my foolish pride
We won't meet again. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | Desire for beauty
Disregard for moral bounds
Death of a future | She was my best friend
I trusted her with secrets
Now everyone knows | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I haven't taken
the big risk yet, still content
to let talent fade. | She was my best friend
I trusted her with secrets
Now everyone knows | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I haven't taken
the big risk yet, still content
to let talent fade. | I did not kill him.
I only slept with him and
yet I killed myself.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I'm sick of updates
My computer is fine with
what it has right now.
| I did not kill him.
I only slept with him and
yet I killed myself.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I look back at life
Wondering how it would be
To be part of it
| I did not kill him.
I only slept with him and
yet I killed myself.
| |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I look back at life
Wondering how it would be
To be part of it
| I don't like my boss,
the man is a control-freak.
Message sent to boss. | |
[WP] Write a Haiku of your biggest regret | I look back at life
Wondering how it would be
To be part of it
| I'm sick of updates
My computer is fine with
what it has right now.
| |
[WP] A blind man suddenly/inexplicably regains his vision, describe the first thing he sees | The first time I went skydiving the press was present. Apparently I was being heralded as some sort of inspiration. It's bullshit, but that doesn't stand in the way of a good story, right? It was a tandem jump with the instructor treating me as if I were made of some sort of porcelain or a child to be placated. I half ... | James listened as Hannah cleaned the mess he had made. “Honey I know you are self-sufficient and I know you meant well, but don’t you think spaghetti was a bit ambitious?”
He had wanted so badly to surprise her when she got home from work with her favorite meal. Last week he purchased an audio cookbook, and had bee... | |
[WP] A blind man suddenly/inexplicably regains his vision, describe the first thing he sees | The first time I went skydiving the press was present. Apparently I was being heralded as some sort of inspiration. It's bullshit, but that doesn't stand in the way of a good story, right? It was a tandem jump with the instructor treating me as if I were made of some sort of porcelain or a child to be placated. I half ... | Black. He had heard it described, but before now had only imagined, could only imagine, the color. He had associated black with the emptiness he had seen his entire life, that was his black. But now there was this one.
It was a cold, confusing black. It seemed to consist of different shades rather than a solid bar. P... | |
[WP] A blind man suddenly/inexplicably regains his vision, describe the first thing he sees | It was bright.
I had heard the word “bright” a lot in my life. Before, it was a feeling. “Bright”, to me, was a too-big bite of a fat marshmallow warmed over a fire. I had always felt light, felt the warmth from the sun or the winds or even hot little light bulbs. But when something was bright, my cheeks tingled like ... | There's something calming about the ocean, the sound of the waves crashing down on the rocks, the steady roar of their power as they throw themselves forward over and over until they die out against the earth. He's never seen the ocean, but he lived near one as a boy, and among the earliest memories he can recall are ... | |
[WP] A blind man suddenly/inexplicably regains his vision, describe the first thing he sees | The first time I went skydiving the press was present. Apparently I was being heralded as some sort of inspiration. It's bullshit, but that doesn't stand in the way of a good story, right? It was a tandem jump with the instructor treating me as if I were made of some sort of porcelain or a child to be placated. I half ... | There's something calming about the ocean, the sound of the waves crashing down on the rocks, the steady roar of their power as they throw themselves forward over and over until they die out against the earth. He's never seen the ocean, but he lived near one as a boy, and among the earliest memories he can recall are ... | |
[WP] A blind man suddenly/inexplicably regains his vision, describe the first thing he sees | The first time I went skydiving the press was present. Apparently I was being heralded as some sort of inspiration. It's bullshit, but that doesn't stand in the way of a good story, right? It was a tandem jump with the instructor treating me as if I were made of some sort of porcelain or a child to be placated. I half ... | It was bright.
I had heard the word “bright” a lot in my life. Before, it was a feeling. “Bright”, to me, was a too-big bite of a fat marshmallow warmed over a fire. I had always felt light, felt the warmth from the sun or the winds or even hot little light bulbs. But when something was bright, my cheeks tingled like ... | |
[WP] A blind man suddenly/inexplicably regains his vision, describe the first thing he sees | The first time I went skydiving the press was present. Apparently I was being heralded as some sort of inspiration. It's bullshit, but that doesn't stand in the way of a good story, right? It was a tandem jump with the instructor treating me as if I were made of some sort of porcelain or a child to be placated. I half ... | "Am I dead?" He thought. He'd heard people talk about walking in to the light, but this wasn't the same. He wasn't dead. Everything was white. He stumbled round as he had done for the past 42 years whilst his eyes learnt how to focus. Nothing was new, but everything was different. It was light.
As his eyes taught them... | |
[WP] Tell me all the reasons you love your dog that makes me despise your dog and love you. | "Hey can you watch Sam this weekend?"
My best friend James was standing on my porch with a bag of dog food and his huge dog Sam tugging furiously on the leash in his hand. His car was still running in the driveway. It was loaded down with four of my best friends and their bags. They were going on vacation and I c... | "I love my dog so much. He's a good dog, really. A lot of people don't believe me when I tell them but I swear he's a good dog. He just has some issues that no one else understands but me.
Why just the other day Sparky attacked another dog. A stupid little labrador puppy. The owner was crying and screaming and te... | |
[WP] Write from the perspective of a terrorist who is performing a suicide bombing but does not believe in the cause. | *“The greatest jihad is to battle your own soul to fight the evil within.”*
That was what the prophet said. I was losing that battle. So much evil.
*This is bullshit.*
I wasn't sure I even believe Allah exist anymore. Not after my husband died on his way to work.
We were poor. That was why we were still here. Anyo... | He sat quietly in his seat, clutching something tightly to his stomach.
*Maybe they'll just think im sick... maybe i am...* he sat, paging through his phone, slowly, determinedly deleting contacts one by one from his social networks.
With each one, a slight shudder of relief moved across his spine, his shoulders ge... | |
[WP] Write from the perspective of a terrorist who is performing a suicide bombing but does not believe in the cause. | I stopped short before the glass doors of the shopping mall. I watched for a while as people walked in and out of the atrium; parents shopping for their children's school supplies, couples on dates, teenagers just hanging around. I was sweating under the thick parka, partly from the heat, partly from the pressure of wh... | He sat quietly in his seat, clutching something tightly to his stomach.
*Maybe they'll just think im sick... maybe i am...* he sat, paging through his phone, slowly, determinedly deleting contacts one by one from his social networks.
With each one, a slight shudder of relief moved across his spine, his shoulders ge... | |
[WP] Write from the perspective of a terrorist who is performing a suicide bombing but does not believe in the cause. | *3 more minutes*
I can almost smell the crispiness of the leaves as they scuttle and dance around my feet. They smell the way Autumn feels, like a warm cup of spiced cider when you curl up on the couch, as a pumpkin candle crackles on the coffee table. I'll never get to smell this again after today. Oh well.
I wis... | He sat quietly in his seat, clutching something tightly to his stomach.
*Maybe they'll just think im sick... maybe i am...* he sat, paging through his phone, slowly, determinedly deleting contacts one by one from his social networks.
With each one, a slight shudder of relief moved across his spine, his shoulders ge... | |
[WP] Write from the perspective of a terrorist who is performing a suicide bombing but does not believe in the cause. | *“The greatest jihad is to battle your own soul to fight the evil within.”*
That was what the prophet said. I was losing that battle. So much evil.
*This is bullshit.*
I wasn't sure I even believe Allah exist anymore. Not after my husband died on his way to work.
We were poor. That was why we were still here. Anyo... | The cold sounds echoed around me, muffled, silent, nothing. The crowds are shapeless, just blurred ghosts passing through my random memories as I sit here, waiting to die. It was not supposed to be like this. I am supposed to feel anger, martyrdom, pain, elation. But all I feel is hollow, useless and dead. Long tim... | |
[WP] Write from the perspective of a terrorist who is performing a suicide bombing but does not believe in the cause. | *“The greatest jihad is to battle your own soul to fight the evil within.”*
That was what the prophet said. I was losing that battle. So much evil.
*This is bullshit.*
I wasn't sure I even believe Allah exist anymore. Not after my husband died on his way to work.
We were poor. That was why we were still here. Anyo... | I watched what they did to Abel's family. We all did. Six of us, tied to each other, made to watch. The worst part was they made Abel's child watch as it happened to her mother. It went on for hours, then the mother watched the same thing happen to her daughter while she bled out.
"God is with you in your penanc... | |
[WP] Write from the perspective of a terrorist who is performing a suicide bombing but does not believe in the cause. | *3 more minutes*
I can almost smell the crispiness of the leaves as they scuttle and dance around my feet. They smell the way Autumn feels, like a warm cup of spiced cider when you curl up on the couch, as a pumpkin candle crackles on the coffee table. I'll never get to smell this again after today. Oh well.
I wis... | I stopped short before the glass doors of the shopping mall. I watched for a while as people walked in and out of the atrium; parents shopping for their children's school supplies, couples on dates, teenagers just hanging around. I was sweating under the thick parka, partly from the heat, partly from the pressure of wh... | |
The prompt basically is to write a story about a man (or woman) who believes their the last human in the world, but finds out that they're not alone. You can create any apocalyptic scenario (except zombies, Zombies are a bit overdone)
| [WP] A man thinks he is the last human in the world, and finds out he's not. | I look over what remains of the NYC skyline. The crumbling buildings, the massive piles of debris, and the remnants of one of the few standing skyscrapers.
The sky is orange and the clouds are black. A storm rumbles in the distance.
The sound of thunder gives me flashbacks to the day that only I survived.
Massive al... | When you're alone, you know sound like it was your own thought. The specific way wind blows through that tree, or the sound of creaking wood from that house down the street. You listen the whole day, as there are no voices to spoil the pure sound of the location, the natural auditory signature of the world.
Imagine t... |
The prompt basically is to write a story about a man (or woman) who believes their the last human in the world, but finds out that they're not alone. You can create any apocalyptic scenario (except zombies, Zombies are a bit overdone)
| [WP] A man thinks he is the last human in the world, and finds out he's not. | Something heavy slams against the barricaded door, making her jump. She fumbles with her bag as she tries to stuff it with the essentials. Making sure that she has everything, she picks up her weapon, an aluminum bat, and turns on the camera.
"Hello, my name is Yumi Asagawa. I live in New York City, Park Avenue to be ... | When you're alone, you know sound like it was your own thought. The specific way wind blows through that tree, or the sound of creaking wood from that house down the street. You listen the whole day, as there are no voices to spoil the pure sound of the location, the natural auditory signature of the world.
Imagine t... |
The prompt basically is to write a story about a man (or woman) who believes their the last human in the world, but finds out that they're not alone. You can create any apocalyptic scenario (except zombies, Zombies are a bit overdone)
| [WP] A man thinks he is the last human in the world, and finds out he's not. | Something heavy slams against the barricaded door, making her jump. She fumbles with her bag as she tries to stuff it with the essentials. Making sure that she has everything, she picks up her weapon, an aluminum bat, and turns on the camera.
"Hello, my name is Yumi Asagawa. I live in New York City, Park Avenue to be ... | "The wolves always get me. Well, I guess I should say the dogs. They are more like wolves nowadays though. They hunt in packs and everything. I always manage to fend them off, but they make me cry. They were once somebody's pet. Now they are wild animals. It gets to me. I always was a dog person. They were so much bett... |
The prompt basically is to write a story about a man (or woman) who believes their the last human in the world, but finds out that they're not alone. You can create any apocalyptic scenario (except zombies, Zombies are a bit overdone)
| [WP] A man thinks he is the last human in the world, and finds out he's not. | He'd learned long ago that the only way to stay alive was to find something to care about. Something to lose yourself in, the losing yourself part was important too. Because he'd also learned not to think too much.
Figure out what was important enough to get out of bed in the morning, important enough to go scavenge ... | Ever since the nuclear holocaust, I'm the only one left. America was hit hardest, followed by east Asia and the Middle East. Luckily for me, Australia wasn't hit that hard, but I'm still alone. For the past few years, I've had everything I've ever wanted, but it's never enough anymore. I always want more. First the ele... |
The prompt basically is to write a story about a man (or woman) who believes their the last human in the world, but finds out that they're not alone. You can create any apocalyptic scenario (except zombies, Zombies are a bit overdone)
| [WP] A man thinks he is the last human in the world, and finds out he's not. | "The Breaker, break, breaker, break, whoopti lopsi ohhhhHHhh,
It's like the....BEAR NECESSITIES, the duh duh nah nah nuh nuhuh,"
His voice sounded like the old records his mom used to play in the living room, he didn't remember most songs, but he remembered how to sing. He sang whatever words came to mind, small fragm... | Ever since the nuclear holocaust, I'm the only one left. America was hit hardest, followed by east Asia and the Middle East. Luckily for me, Australia wasn't hit that hard, but I'm still alone. For the past few years, I've had everything I've ever wanted, but it's never enough anymore. I always want more. First the ele... |
Funny. Serious. What ever you want. | [WP] A man who due to stresses in his life decides to retreat into a fantasy world rather than face his harsh reality. | Marc was a young man who had seen a lot in his day. He hated talking like that, it made him sound old, but it was true. He was only eighteen, still quite the strapping young lad, but he felt awfully old and worn out. He found himself wishing for and imagining the old days, when everyone was happy.
What if *she* were s... | 'Tis a brisk autumn air upon my face
As I saddle my horse, feeling its power,
The time is nigh! Soon be the hour
That my foes relinquish their stolen power
And taste the steel of my mighty mace!
Grunts at work, I surpass them with ease,
Their piercing screams bouncing off my shield,
For although they c... |
Funny. Serious. What ever you want. | [WP] A man who due to stresses in his life decides to retreat into a fantasy world rather than face his harsh reality. | *I don't like doing this, but the story I tried writing for this one just wasn't as good as something I wrote for a previous prompt. Rather than post something I dislike, I've just touched up that older story (3 months ago, so most of the new folks haven't read it anyway) and reposted it. I'll see about starting from s... | 'Tis a brisk autumn air upon my face
As I saddle my horse, feeling its power,
The time is nigh! Soon be the hour
That my foes relinquish their stolen power
And taste the steel of my mighty mace!
Grunts at work, I surpass them with ease,
Their piercing screams bouncing off my shield,
For although they c... |
Yes, The names of the ships are the Three walls from Attack On Titan/Shingeki No Kyojin. | [Wp] Three Starships, Named Maria, Rose, and Sina, Are sent to colonize three planets in a different solar system, Write the Journey, and the beggining of Colonization | Ten years we had been adrift.
Ten years we awaited our execution.
I often wonder if those faces, those eager crowds, knew what they were cheering for. Some of the greatest minds that had ever lived forbidden to return to mercy. Scientists, politicians, writers and journalists boarding the greatest vessels ever built... | For years, the gentlemen sitting in the mission control room had heard nothing but a repeating, computerized update stating, "All normal, operating capacity 100%". Every hour the message would repeat.
It wasn't always this mundane. Years ago, they would receive three messages every hour. They had readouts from each s... |
During a thunderstorm, you're thrown out of space and time to a realm you could have never imagined.
Describe the experience in 100 words. | [FF] Impossible! | It happened while I had closing duty at the lab. A bolt struck an assortment of chemicals near the door which proceeded to splash me as pain quickened through my nerves. I tried to scream but nothing came out.
I opened my eyes. I could see each caustic droplet suspended in air as if I woke up in a Jackson Pollock pain... | With a mind-shattering thunderclap, I was propelled into a spiral of obscurity. Movement came in debilitating waves, each one thrashing me around the void that encompassed me. No sense of direction, no gravity, falling one moment and flying the next. Streaks of neon colors shot from each of my flailing limbs, but every... |
During a thunderstorm, you're thrown out of space and time to a realm you could have never imagined.
Describe the experience in 100 words. | [FF] Impossible! | "WELCOME TO OUR KINGDOM". I looked around then down, to see a midget wearing a stupid polka dot hat.
"ITS BEEN PROPHESIZED THAT A HERO WILL DESCEND AND *cough cough*"
I took another puff of my cigarette and blew into the midget's face.
"Hmmm", the midget remarked. "I thought the hero would be... less fat. Never mind... | With a mind-shattering thunderclap, I was propelled into a spiral of obscurity. Movement came in debilitating waves, each one thrashing me around the void that encompassed me. No sense of direction, no gravity, falling one moment and flying the next. Streaks of neon colors shot from each of my flailing limbs, but every... |
During a thunderstorm, you're thrown out of space and time to a realm you could have never imagined.
Describe the experience in 100 words. | [FF] Impossible! | It happened while I had closing duty at the lab. A bolt struck an assortment of chemicals near the door which proceeded to splash me as pain quickened through my nerves. I tried to scream but nothing came out.
I opened my eyes. I could see each caustic droplet suspended in air as if I woke up in a Jackson Pollock pain... | I awoke to the sound of rushing water and a throbbing headache. Rubbing my face, I sat up and groaned. I couldn't even open my eyes the pain was so unbearable. What happened? I tried to piece it together, but that damn water was so loud. The last thing I remember, Max was cowering under my legs, whimpering while the st... |
During a thunderstorm, you're thrown out of space and time to a realm you could have never imagined.
Describe the experience in 100 words. | [FF] Impossible! | "WELCOME TO OUR KINGDOM". I looked around then down, to see a midget wearing a stupid polka dot hat.
"ITS BEEN PROPHESIZED THAT A HERO WILL DESCEND AND *cough cough*"
I took another puff of my cigarette and blew into the midget's face.
"Hmmm", the midget remarked. "I thought the hero would be... less fat. Never mind... | I awoke to the sound of rushing water and a throbbing headache. Rubbing my face, I sat up and groaned. I couldn't even open my eyes the pain was so unbearable. What happened? I tried to piece it together, but that damn water was so loud. The last thing I remember, Max was cowering under my legs, whimpering while the st... |
During a thunderstorm, you're thrown out of space and time to a realm you could have never imagined.
Describe the experience in 100 words. | [FF] Impossible! | "WELCOME TO OUR KINGDOM". I looked around then down, to see a midget wearing a stupid polka dot hat.
"ITS BEEN PROPHESIZED THAT A HERO WILL DESCEND AND *cough cough*"
I took another puff of my cigarette and blew into the midget's face.
"Hmmm", the midget remarked. "I thought the hero would be... less fat. Never mind... | It happened while I had closing duty at the lab. A bolt struck an assortment of chemicals near the door which proceeded to splash me as pain quickened through my nerves. I tried to scream but nothing came out.
I opened my eyes. I could see each caustic droplet suspended in air as if I woke up in a Jackson Pollock pain... |
For example, imagine Peter Weller as an aging Robocop teaching the next generation Robocop the ropes. It's time to pass the torch!
Use your imagination and have fun!
| [WP] A Sci-Fi Changing of the Guard Story | Marcus is standing in something called a "server room", surrounded by blinking rows of "racks." He wipes his forehead with his pocket square, and adjusts the shoulder holster hanging under his arm. The sweat is bad for the leather, but even worse for the revolver itself. He hasn't sweat like this since Albuquerque. ... | Zeera fell flat on her ass.
"How are you doing that?" Zeera looked at Tvorak walking up and down the walls, then unto the ceiling. It was as though gravity pulled in whichever direction he wanted it to.
"It's all about perception". Tvorak responded. "Convince yourself everything is upside down, and you'll fall upward... |
I have the feeling this will be good. | [WP]You're a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in your company have been spontaneously combusting. Assure the public that everything is fine. | Hello everyone. Thanks for coming. I'd just like to make a quick statement about the grossly exaggerated reports of spontaneous combustion that have been going around. First of all let me begin by saying that ABV chemicals is a safe working zone. All our safety regulations and approvals are up to the mark. Copies will ... | If you wanna feel good and not blow to pieces, eat friend chicken. Fried chicken is delicious!
Sorry, I couldn't help myself. Visioneers is a favorite movie of mine. |
I have the feeling this will be good. | [WP]You're a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in your company have been spontaneously combusting. Assure the public that everything is fine. | re: blown out of proportion
It has become apparent that a few well meaning but overly enthusiastic members of our HR department have become a bit too exuberant in their actions. Rest assured we will ask them to tone it down a bit as we understand that the standard method of firing employees is messy enough as is. | If you wanna feel good and not blow to pieces, eat friend chicken. Fried chicken is delicious!
Sorry, I couldn't help myself. Visioneers is a favorite movie of mine. |
I have the feeling this will be good. | [WP]You're a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in your company have been spontaneously combusting. Assure the public that everything is fine. | Hello everyone. Thanks for coming. I'd just like to make a quick statement about the grossly exaggerated reports of spontaneous combustion that have been going around. First of all let me begin by saying that ABV chemicals is a safe working zone. All our safety regulations and approvals are up to the mark. Copies will ... | The rapture is upon us. Hallelujah. |
I have the feeling this will be good. | [WP]You're a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in your company have been spontaneously combusting. Assure the public that everything is fine. | re: blown out of proportion
It has become apparent that a few well meaning but overly enthusiastic members of our HR department have become a bit too exuberant in their actions. Rest assured we will ask them to tone it down a bit as we understand that the standard method of firing employees is messy enough as is. | The rapture is upon us. Hallelujah. |
I have the feeling this will be good. | [WP]You're a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in your company have been spontaneously combusting. Assure the public that everything is fine. | We've been testing out those three simple tricks to quick weight loss discovered by a local housewife, and now we know why the drug companies hate her! We were skeptical at first but after a week of trying out her method we saw unbelievable results. The amount of calories burned just while sitting at our desks was as... | "Hello, I am a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in my company have been spontaneously combusting. Everything is fine." |
I have the feeling this will be good. | [WP]You're a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in your company have been spontaneously combusting. Assure the public that everything is fine. | TO: all@weylandyutani.com
RE: Lobby Incident
There are a lot of rumors going around about the incident in the lobby this morning. First, all our thoughts and prayers go out to the Jiang, Richards, Thomas-Clark and Thorne families. Funeral services are pending, the HR department will email you the details as soon as t... | "Hello, I am a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in my company have been spontaneously combusting. Everything is fine." |
I have the feeling this will be good. | [WP]You're a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in your company have been spontaneously combusting. Assure the public that everything is fine. | Hello, thank you for your questions. We would just like to allay any concerns that you may have over reports focussing on our revolutionary new in-house climate control system. In line with the world-wide trend towards maximizing energy efficiency and reducing carbon footprints, we have developed an exemplary method of... | "Hello, I am a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in my company have been spontaneously combusting. Everything is fine." |
I have the feeling this will be good. | [WP]You're a spin doctor in the PR department. Employees in your company have been spontaneously combusting. Assure the public that everything is fine. | TO: all@weylandyutani.com
RE: Lobby Incident
There are a lot of rumors going around about the incident in the lobby this morning. First, all our thoughts and prayers go out to the Jiang, Richards, Thomas-Clark and Thorne families. Funeral services are pending, the HR department will email you the details as soon as t... | We've been testing out those three simple tricks to quick weight loss discovered by a local housewife, and now we know why the drug companies hate her! We were skeptical at first but after a week of trying out her method we saw unbelievable results. The amount of calories burned just while sitting at our desks was as... |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | "Alright" Dave happily thought, as he reached for the coat. He was nervous, with butterflies in his stomach at full blast. A glass of water was on his mohagony nightstand, right where he left it the night before. He drank it in two long gulps, trying to wash away the nerves. Dave grabbed his pen and walked out the door... | The deep boom that Robert produced could bring anyone to their knees; and on February 2nd he had his chance. The bank was surrounded by cops aiming for the robbers inside. The situation looked dire as hostages were shot one after the other. Robert knew this was his time. Pushing deftly through the crowd he made his way... |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | "Boop." | The deep boom that Robert produced could bring anyone to their knees; and on February 2nd he had his chance. The bank was surrounded by cops aiming for the robbers inside. The situation looked dire as hostages were shot one after the other. Robert knew this was his time. Pushing deftly through the crowd he made his way... |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | It seems like everybody's getting sweet super powers now and all I get is the ability to turn green things into different shades of green. Can't adjust the shades of any other color, just green.
It's pretty pointless, though I finally was able to get that one off colored patch of grass to match the rest of the lawn. ... | The deep boom that Robert produced could bring anyone to their knees; and on February 2nd he had his chance. The bank was surrounded by cops aiming for the robbers inside. The situation looked dire as hostages were shot one after the other. Robert knew this was his time. Pushing deftly through the crowd he made his way... |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | "What's up, buddy?"
Chester opened his mouth to reply, but Ryan cut off him.
"C'mon man, you know you don't have to do that anymore."
Chester closed his mouth, he thought his reply instead. What Ryan got was a tangled mess of half formed ideas and emotions.
"Yeah, we'll go out tonight, don't worry."
*Fuck*. Chest... | The deep boom that Robert produced could bring anyone to their knees; and on February 2nd he had his chance. The bank was surrounded by cops aiming for the robbers inside. The situation looked dire as hostages were shot one after the other. Robert knew this was his time. Pushing deftly through the crowd he made his way... |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | Marcus Wright was reaching out to turn up the dial on the car radio when the feeling hit him. A tingling swept through his body, as if he were being electrified.
Marcus's wife looked at him, her brow furrowed. "Is it happening again?"
"Yes," Marcus said under his breath. He pressed his fingertips to his temple. The t... | The deep boom that Robert produced could bring anyone to their knees; and on February 2nd he had his chance. The bank was surrounded by cops aiming for the robbers inside. The situation looked dire as hostages were shot one after the other. Robert knew this was his time. Pushing deftly through the crowd he made his way... |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | It seems like everybody's getting sweet super powers now and all I get is the ability to turn green things into different shades of green. Can't adjust the shades of any other color, just green.
It's pretty pointless, though I finally was able to get that one off colored patch of grass to match the rest of the lawn. ... | "Alright" Dave happily thought, as he reached for the coat. He was nervous, with butterflies in his stomach at full blast. A glass of water was on his mohagony nightstand, right where he left it the night before. He drank it in two long gulps, trying to wash away the nerves. Dave grabbed his pen and walked out the door... |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | "What's up, buddy?"
Chester opened his mouth to reply, but Ryan cut off him.
"C'mon man, you know you don't have to do that anymore."
Chester closed his mouth, he thought his reply instead. What Ryan got was a tangled mess of half formed ideas and emotions.
"Yeah, we'll go out tonight, don't worry."
*Fuck*. Chest... | "Alright" Dave happily thought, as he reached for the coat. He was nervous, with butterflies in his stomach at full blast. A glass of water was on his mohagony nightstand, right where he left it the night before. He drank it in two long gulps, trying to wash away the nerves. Dave grabbed his pen and walked out the door... |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | It seems like everybody's getting sweet super powers now and all I get is the ability to turn green things into different shades of green. Can't adjust the shades of any other color, just green.
It's pretty pointless, though I finally was able to get that one off colored patch of grass to match the rest of the lawn. ... | "Boop." |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | It seems like everybody's getting sweet super powers now and all I get is the ability to turn green things into different shades of green. Can't adjust the shades of any other color, just green.
It's pretty pointless, though I finally was able to get that one off colored patch of grass to match the rest of the lawn. ... | Another day at the office, another 8 hours of working just to scrape by and come home to his wife who happily greets him upon his arrival. That's what John Greene knows as his life for the last 8 years after landing a "great opportunity" in the city after graduating with his Masters in Financing. It wasn't his greatest... |
And no, he's not Speedball.
Write an event where he or she or it is forced to use this power.
| [WP] Your character has the lamest superpower ever. | "Hello everyone I'm Jeremy's mother. and I'm here to talk to you about sexual health."
A million sets of eyes turn to face me and I life my head up and drop it down on the desk a few times.
"Now I know all of you are much to young for sex but I do have a teen aged boy at home and I know there's other stuff you're goi... | Another day at the office, another 8 hours of working just to scrape by and come home to his wife who happily greets him upon his arrival. That's what John Greene knows as his life for the last 8 years after landing a "great opportunity" in the city after graduating with his Masters in Financing. It wasn't his greatest... |
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