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[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Your hinge match invites you as her date to her friends New Year Eve Party (Rooftop party with a bonfire and music)
It's a third date. You are unsure about whether to go or not to go. Yet you decide to go.
Write about how it turns out. | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,402 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Two surfer lovers go on a romantic beach walk after a competition | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,403 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Cyberpunk-style, two friends on an interstellar way-station/space station people-watching. This is where they met; unbeknownst to the other, both of them have rings in their pockets (feel free to play with the ring idea and make it into a different marriage/partnership-related tradition or make one/both of them aliens or something) | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,404 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | A small, unknown God of small wonders and nothingness falling in love with a woman that "accidentally" builds a temple for him to live in near her home. | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,405 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Male dwarf. Female elf. Modern fantasy setting, sitting at home in thier living room, planning the wedding. | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,406 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | A heroine and villainess falling in love | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,407 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Okay. Male and female. Both internationally wanted on bioterrorism charges. To the public she is his second in command. To them they are equals, friends, lovers. Both probably not entirely sane/sociopathic but do care for eachother.
Currently near death, having just survived and escaped a fight through faking their deaths. Currently doing the classic taking care of eachothers wounds and making sure they are as okay as can be after it all thing. Like sicfics but injuries.
Idk, I tried to make it unique. I apologize if it's not the best prompt. Basically two terrible people who do terrible things but love eachother as a sick(injury) fic prompt. | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,408 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | A boy and a girl on their first date. But we are in a far away future when 18, both genders will be sent to war in space. Cities on earth are almost desert, mostly children and baby sitter robots. | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,409 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Nearly ten years after high school graduation a guy, thinking about the what ifs in his life, goes fuck it and messages his high school crush on FB messenger to ask her out and confess he liked her back then. The problem is they have not talked since senior year of high school and even back in school they didn't really interact much on account of the guy's shyness even though the girl obviously liked him and said hi to him and tried to engage him in conversation.
Tl;Dr : dude msg his hs crush ten years later out of the blue and asks her out | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,410 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | And elven man and a dwaven woman trying to maintain their race's rivalry despite working together at a restaurant. Everyone else thinks they're flirting. | 5 | 0 | 84 | 213,411 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Group of housemates leave for a road trip leaving one friend behind because he was caught up with something. A girl, one of the other housemates, just returned home from her own trip and crashed in bed the moment she got out. Unaware of the other guy being at home, she woke up later that night to sounds in the kitchen but was shocked to turn on the lights and find the guy munching on food half naked in his boxer shorts.
Based on a true story. I want to see how close you can get lol | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,412 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,413 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | A caring demon and a worried angel. Late night date dinner between a couple who poses as humans to keep their relationship a secret. | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,414 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | When we first met, I was only supposed to get close enough to assassinate you. Now we’ve been dating for six months, and it’s not a ruse anymore, but you still don’t know my secret. | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,415 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | In a world where everyone gets a certain allotment of luck at birth (but can gain/earn/lose it in any manner of ways you choose) a luck wealthy guy meet-cutes a luck poor girl and gives her his luck. | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,416 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Zeus is on one of his sprees again! Though, this one girl catches his eye... | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,417 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | The angel and demon on your shoulders. | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,418 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Elderly mortal enemies chaperoning their grand-kids’ field trip to the zoo with the teacher secretly being mutually involved with the both of them, and sick of their shit | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,419 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | I don’t want you to actually do this, but Imma just drop it here to give somebody that has more braincells an idea. I found this extremely cursed thing on YouTube: Dream/Georgenotfound. | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,420 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Four people, A, B, C, and D
A is with C, and B is with D.
It is suspected that A likes B, B likes C, C likes D, and D likes A.
All 4 secretly want to be in a polyamorous relationship with each other but don't know how to bring it up. | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,421 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Lastat and capetera | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,422 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | awkward, shy and nervous guy tries to pick up a female cop at the bar. somehow it really works. | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,423 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | They’ve asked for two-ish characters and no one has taken the opportunity to offer up a prompt about a couple spliced together now sharing a body, but also retaining independent sapient heads, that can now hear each others thoughts but struggle to communicate their feelings to each other while still figuring out this new living arrangement.
I give you two-ish characters I’ll take my award now | 2 | 0 | 84 | 213,424 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | A supervillain who does crime to see a police officer he has a crush on | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,425 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | A first love reappears in a man's life.. he suddenly feels alive, hopeful, and looks foward to every message..over time they discuss getting back together. He opens up his home and heart to her with a condition that he does his best to explain and tells his story about how he got clean and sober..and is willing to go the distance if she can abstain from the hard stuff..but his message was ill received and miss read..she thinks he is judging her and putting her down and the messages end in a volatile way with her throwing in his face his past mistakes.
This happens on Christmas day..a week later she begins troll him on Facebook and telling awful things from his past on other people's posts..humiliating him in front of good friends and family....he blocks her after sending a message back through a post she has just trolled..saying these things happened 18 years ago..and I'm glad it stopped where it did..your acting psychotic....go! This is a true story as of tonight, it's been 18 years, and I blocked her tonight! Let me know if you like this start..and send me your ending at buck welch @ Facebook..or [email protected] just have an ominous feeling right now. | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,426 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | FEMALE:
Black Canary was something of a female vigilante similar to Batman when such characters were uncommon.
MALE:
Alex DeLarge
Malcolm McDowell Clockwork Orange.png
Malcolm McDowell as Alex in the trailer of A Clockwork Orange (1971)
First appearance
A Clockwork Orange (novel)
Last appearance
A Clockwork Orange (film)
Created by
Anthony Burgess
Adapted by
Stanley Kubrick
Portrayed by
Malcolm McDowell
In-universe information
Aliases
The Large (novel)
Alex Burgess (birth name; film)
Nationality
British
A few clashes soon became an obsession to take down each other. When a common enemy surface and gets in the crosshairs of them both they end up on the same side. As they defeat the intruder, they start a mutual admiration for each other. Each becomes convinced that they can turn the other from the path they fight for..... | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,427 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Bit scify, hope it still counts.
A Woman finds herself alone, after her husband gets murdered. Technological imortality was invented, but the assasins were thorough. She decides to make the hundred year trip between stars to see the copy of her husband, who left for a colony, for just a chance to see the love ofher live again. Faster than light (FTL) was never invented, so she will have to do this the hard way.
Will they find themselvs again? Or will her love and effort even be aprecheated? Will they even be the same person after all this time? | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,428 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | A guy who is completwly smitten and a girl who things romance is bullshit and only went on a date because he sad he'll take her to her favourite place
They know each other, share a friend or two wish happy holidays but that's it (which really surprises her when the guy asks her on a date she thinks he doesn'y know her enough to like her) | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,429 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | Yourself, your date who is way out of your league, and yourself from the future who has come back in time to make sure you don't screw it up.
EDIT: If you're not comfortable writing yourself I get it, I'm mostly interested in the general idea. | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,430 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | One is a male extraverted guy with severe ADHD, depression, and extreme nihilism. Was kind of a genius in elementary and middle school, but became worse in studying in high school. Also is a class clown, but is secretive.
Another is a female girl who was once the guy's rival, and she was always second to him. But now she is at the top, and the guy just has normal grades. Also has a crushon him. | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,431 |
[PM] Give me two-ish characters and a romantic situation to write. | A scorpion and a crayfish find love at the rivers edge | 1 | 0 | 84 | 213,432 |
[WP] The gods have found a being even more powerful than them! You, the writer | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] A villain with a hero complex. You'd almost find the thought laughable, if it wasn't you. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] Your partner just made you the greatest meal you've ever had in your life. It was so perfect it haunts you. Did I forget something? Do they know about...? | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[TT] Found family gets wanted holiday | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] You wake up in a dark room, gagged, your hands and feet bound to a chair. You should be afraid, but somehow, you know you're safe. You just relax as the door creaks open. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] You wake up in a dark room, gagged, your hands and feet bound to a chair. You should be afraid, but somehow, you know you're safe. You just relax as the door creaks open. | I feel calm. Too calm. Was I drugged? I didn't feel drugged, but, then again, would I really know what that felt like? Maybe not. Was this what it felt like? To feel calm when I should be panicking?
I tugged on the ropes binding my arms behind the back of the chair. I didn't really expect them to loosen up, but I didn't have much else to do. They were still tight. Not constricting, just not something I could easily escape without tearing flesh from my hands. If they were my hands. Wait. What? Where did that thought come from?
The door slowly opened. Allowing in enough light to momentarily blind me. I turned my head away and grunted in pain. The gag prevented me from telling the person to close the door.
"I know the light hurts, Captain Franklin," a male voice said. It resonated with sympathy.
"But you need to try to focus your eyes," he went on, "We only have a limited amount of time."
I grunted my understanding and tried to let my eyes adjust. After a few seconds the blurry shape standing in the door started to resolve into a form that was recognizably human. Not recognizable in the sense I knew the man, I didn't, but it was definitely human. A youngish man with a complexion I thought of as Hispanic for some reason. Up until ten seconds ago I wouldn't have been able to tell you what the word "Hispanic" meant but, suddenly, the word just leaped into my head and attached itself to this man's features. He was wearing a long sleeved shirt with a picture of a bull on the front. I thought it might be some sort of sports jersey but I couldn't tell more than that. He wore a baseball cap on his head and had a small fringe of a goatee on his chin. In one hand he held a steaming cup of something.
"It's tea," he explained without me being able to ask, "It'll help more than anything else. Believe me, I've been where you are. If I turn on the light do you think you will be okay?"
The light in the room still came from behind him. It didn't hurt as much as it did a moment ago so I nodded. He smiled and flipped a switch beside the door. A naked bulb over my head flickered to life. The light it cast was a warm color that somehow gave the entire episode a cheery ambiance that seemed completely at odds with my situation.
"I'm going to remove the gag," he said slowly, "And let you take a drink. If you scream, it goes back in. Got it?"
I nodded again. He smiled kindly and pulled the gag free and brought the cup to my lips. I sipped and, no, it did not taste good at all. I wanted to choke on it. But as he promised, a buzzing headache I hadn't even realized was there started to settle. He lowered the cup.
"You called me Franklin," I said at last, "Why don't I know that name? Why don't I remember anything?"
"It's normal," he explained, "A side effect of the process."
"What process?" I asked, "What's going on? And . . . why am I taking this so well?"
"Because this ain't your first trip," he explained, "And, somewhere in that ball of gray mush, you recognize that. This is good, Captain, it means you'll have full coherence soon."
"Coherence?"
The Hispanic man nodded and held the cup to my lips again. I sipped once more. Something seemed to fall in place.
"Who are you?" I asked, "Why do I feel like I know you? Except, no, I'm sure I don't at the same time."
"My name is Hwang," he said," And, yes, you do know me. Just not like this. I went through the Entanglement Vortex 24 hours before you did, sir."
"The-?"
"Time travel as depicted in stories is impossible," he interrupted, clearly feeling easing me into the subject wasn't working, "At least as far as we can tell with current technology. Moving a physical object back in time is not possible. What is possible, however, is transferring information. The Entanglement Vortex sets up a sort of quantum resonance across time between your mind and an acceptable host in the target time period. Before you can fully synchronize the receptacle has to be in a non-observable state. That's why we tossed it in a locked room. sir."
"Wait, you lost me," I stammered, "You're saying what? This isn't my body?"
"No, sir," Hwang explained, "Our current technology only allows us to override the native intellect for a period of 36 hours. So we pick subjects who are scheduled to die or disappear in that time frame - generally due to violence so we aren't impaired by poor health - and your mind some 250 years in the future pilots it while your real body is maintained on life support. As the zero hour of the original death arrives we pilot it to the site of death and eject when it is too late to violate causality. This way we get to interact with the time line in a more controlled manner. Got it?"
"We hijack bodies of people who are about to die?"
Hwang nodded.
"This one is due to die in a gang shooting in the next 6 hours or so," he agreed, "Your host jumps off a building the day after tomorrow. Right after his wife files for divorce when she discovers his affair."
My stomach churned and I nodded for more tea. He lifted the cup once more and allowed me a long swallow.
"That's awful," I gasped, "Why would we do such a horrible thing?"
"Captain," Hwang said, "I know your memory is still not all the way back, but when you do recall the events of the 187 Minute War as well as the aftermath, you'll understand better. If we do not stop that war from occurring, the entire human race will go extinct in less than a generation."
I was certain that more tea would not help. Hwang grimaced and set the cup down. He started untying me. | 24 | 0 | 33 | 213,439 |
[WP] AI-driven viral content farms have gotten so good at making memes go viral that the Centers for Disease Control have set up a specialized task force. Upon entering a dilapidated quarantine zone, a team member glances at a recently dropped phone's screen and begins showing symptoms of infection. | Hi there, this post has been removed.
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[WP] You and you're family have always been close, but one day your mother starts acting strange. you find a horrific discovery after waking up in the middle of the night. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] Everyone gets the chance to have magical abilities for the day, the powers are assigned at random. They granted her the ability to bring anyone back to life, no matter the cost. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] Mark wasn't able to find the traffic lights or motorcycles on CAPTCHA. It turns out, he really was a robot. His co-workers try more tests to see what he can do, and find out who sent him | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] Your family has magic in their blood. They can control it. You're supposed to have it, but for some reason you can't access it. Then one day you get mad and you gain the magic aura. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] Your family has magic in their blood. They can control it. You're supposed to have it, but for some reason you can't access it. Then one day you get mad and you gain the magic aura. | "Come on buddy, just give it one more try for today." My dad said, trying to be comforting but just sounding condescending.
"Fine, I will try one more time, but if this doesn't work I am not trying again." I said
I stared at the glass of water sitting on the kitchen table, trying, hoping, that the water would levitate, even for only a second.
Of course, I failed again because that seems like the only thing I can do. Fail.
"You gotta put more force into it." Dad said.
In that moment I snapped "I am putting force. More force than I have left to give. I have always put force, but it's never good enough, I can never get it right. Even Emily, who is 3 years younger than me has it mastered" I scream.
My dad wasn't looking at me though, he was looking behind and above me at what seemed like the cupboards. I slowly turn to see all of the drawers open and every sharp object in the kitchen hovering, pointing straight at my dad.
"Son, I'm not doing that." He said, fear written in his eyes and voice unlike I've ever heard before.
I look at the steak skewer in front of me. I tap it, seeing if it would fall or spin, but it did neither. It stayed steady and unmoving. Suddenly, I had a thought of shooting the utensils straight into the ceiling, and just as commanded, the ceiling glittered with knives and forks newly established in the wood.
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[WP] Your family has magic in their blood. They can control it. You're supposed to have it, but for some reason you can't access it. Then one day you get mad and you gain the magic aura. | ''-Shit, shit, shit!'' Cecil said as he kicked a rock on his path. ''Why can't I do it?!''
He took his aunt's condescending tone.
''-Ooh, but I'm sure you can, dearie, you just have to put effort into it.'' he huffed. ''Effort my ass! Y'all are just gifted!''
Another rock was sent flying into the woods... And stopped mid-air.
''-How...''
Cecil shut his mouth as the rock began to morph into a humanoid shape the size of his thumb and fell back on the floor. Crouching down, he saw the little figure moving amongst the dried leaves and the herbs, trying to get to him. He slowly put out his arm, and the little stone creature climbed on his hand.
''-Well hello there, little guy. I'd never have thought my auntie's advices would actually do something, yet here you are. Hmm... I'll name you Rocky.''
Even though Rocky didn't have a face, he let out a little noise, that Cecil first thought was fear, but soon realised was joy as the rock hugged his finger.
''-So... You're some kind of... Golem?''
The creature seemed to nod, so he continued.
''-Do you think I could create others like you?''
Rocky didn't respond, so Cecil grabbed a handful of dried leaves from the floor and tossed them in the air. Why did he get surprised when each bit transformed into it's own, more or less big, fairy-like golem that came flying back down? Good question, but from then on, he tried his new ability on every single thing he could get his hands on, including sticks (which gave tall and thin golems), a discarded can of energy drink (which transformed into a really fast, metallic blue creature) and LOTS of other rocks. By the time his mother called him back home, Cecil had his very own army of smaller and taller golems.
''-Cecil, would you mind helping cleaning the hou- WHAT IS THAT?!''
Cecil's mom almost dropped the plate she was holding when she saw her son walk into the room, all his little golems either perched atop his head and shoulders, hidden in his pockets or dangling from his hair.
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[WP] Two people are in love with the same person. This person has been kidnapped so they go to rescue them, only to get captured themselves. While they are held hostage, they find that they actually like each other a lot more than they originally thought. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] A monster hunter has tried to track and slay a lycanthrope that has terrorized their town for weeks. They return home one morning from patrol to find said lycanthrope mid-transformation. As the beast reverts to its human form, the monster hunter recognizes the figure clearly; it’s their spouse. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] A monster hunter has tried to track and slay a lycanthrope that has terrorized their town for weeks. They return home one morning from patrol to find said lycanthrope mid-transformation. As the beast reverts to its human form, the monster hunter recognizes the figure clearly; it’s their spouse. | When hunting monsters, you have to take that first shot. If you want to stay in the monster hunting business, then you have to take that first shot, or you're in for a world of hurt. And you won't survive for long if you don't take that first shot. That's always been my policy. Always been how I've done things. I live quietly, wife and kids just outside some midwestern college town. Can't be bothered to remember its name. It was just a place. What I've always found is important in life, is the people around you, not the location. If you've got the right people around you, then you can make a heaven out of a hellscape. To support our quiet life, I do my work. The business. The one that most people don't name. But once they have the need, then I'm one of the professionals that are usually brought into access the situation and provide an immediate remedy. My prices are high, but then again, my work record is immaculate. From Seattle to Boston, from New Orleans to Chicago. Those who know about the things I hunt, know who I am. Know I get the work done. Always.
Not always a pleasant job, but somebody has to do it, and it pays well.
Somebody has to hunt down the monsters. Find the last vampires in their cold graves and drag them into the sunlight. Clear some podunk company town out, because the zombies managed to get over their conditioning and started attacking people. Fucking corpos, necromancy is not how you'll manage the fact that nobody wants to work for minimum wage for 20 hours a day. Charge extra for those jobs. Always take more from the people who live in the fancy mansion they built on the site of a bound demon, than from the poor guys in the ghettos. Today though, the job I've taken will not be one where I earn much. I couldn't do that. Considering that the monster has been attacking people in town, students. All ripped to shreds some of them. Damn shame. It's for the best. Can't exactly leave my family alone in a town with a monster on the lose, now can I? Can't leave any innocents at all alone with a monster like that.
Good thing that an early prevention medicine, made from an extract of wolfsbane, quinine, human blood, and some other stuff, can prevent the poor sods from getting turned. Sure, they'll have side-effects, better sense of smell, more canine instincts, but those are manageable. Once you turn during the full-moon, that's it. You're done. No turning back after that. Lycanthropy. It's one of the worse kinds of monsters, because most often, they just can't help it. Their minds are too human, and in a too human environment. The curse drives them nuts while in those forms. And they just attack and attack. Berserkergang. I know a place up in Canada, where a few of them live pretty peacefully, because it's miles away from modern civilization and all the confusion. But those blessed and cursed to be Ulfheðinn, wolf-coaters, they can't function in modern society. Not for long. In an age before industry, roads, cars, and TV, the condition could be handled.
Often the only surefire method of stopping the rampage is a bullet. Silver works best, but if you hit them between the eyes with a .308, that works pretty good too. You could try to convince them while they're human to commit to the wolf and do the Ritual of Vánagandr, crossing a river while fully transformed, then letting them leap into a pyre and out again. Burns away the human part of them. Fully wolves afterwards. Clever wolves, sure. But very little human would remain in them after that. Most people prefer to be allowed to get their affairs in order, and then dying with dignity, if you can provide evidence of their horrific transformation and dangerous lunacy. I've tracked this werewolf around the local farms, who've lost a good amount of cattle over the past few weeks. If this is a recent transformation, I'm probably still too late to cure them, but they'll be weak. A fully realized werewolf would be a much greater danger. The recently bitten ones usually transform back into their human forms once the spell of madness ends.
Sure enough, the tracks I've been following have begun to change subtly. And they're more and more randomly placed, as if it is staggering around, befuddled and caught in the web of its own madness. I reach the crest of a hill and see it. Entering my house! Desperation forces me to act. I've been patrolling all night, following these and other tracks. But the raw adrenaline gives me the strength needed to enter my house ready to protect my family. And there, in the sights of my rifle as I step into the living room the werewolf finishes its transformation into... into...
''*Sally?*''
My voice is raw. I nearly drop my rifle. But the werewolf, the monster, the creature that has been driven mad by a world its mind isn't trained to understand, is my wife. She turns to me, bare to her flesh is the bloody leg of a cow, and the blood has drenched her skin making it red and shiny in the beam of my flashlight. To my further horror, I see behind her, sleeping amidst a pile of animal bones, there lies our children. And they're in the midst of transforming back into humans, just as Sally did. She looks at me with tired, confused eyes. ''*Jonathan? You're back! I was... about to make dinner? And I got so hungry. But I had to go and get food for the... the... pups?*'' Her mind is already addled. The wolf-dreams in her are strong. I should shoot. I should take that first shot.
She turned them. I came back the moment I heard about something terrorizing our town. Took the job from the mayor without haggling. It was her all along. Her instincts told her she had pups. She must have... I don't know, nibbled on them? Something. Enough to pass the curse. I can't shoot her. I can't shoot them. The full-moon has passed over this town while I've been hunting her. There is nothing I can do. I lower my gun. ''*Sally... You just sit right on down. You hear? I'm just fetching something.*'' She smiles weakly, exhausted from her total lack of sleep. And collapses onto our couch. I place my gun upon the coffee table, next to where the cow leg is. I should have noticed something was off. I thought she was just worried. That the possibility of a monster in the place that should have been safe was unnerving her. Making her lose sleep. She was always anxious. Always. But there is a remedy for this.
There is a remedy for everything. There is a certain drug, invented by some weird guy who claimed he was a shaman. He gave me some, in case I needed to get someone to do the ritual. It only works once, because the plants that they used to use thousands of years ago to keep control are extinct. This blend, this ersatz version of that ancient drug is not strong enough, and after one night with perfect sanity in the wolf form, you become immune to it, though a few have reported strange effects from it if taken later. First though, first I need to be a better father. A good father is there for his family. I worked hard so we could live well. Perhaps I should have spent time at home. Maybe I could have prevented this. Maybe I could have been here.
But one drowns in sorrow if one keeps thinking of what could have been. Instead, I fetch the blood donation kit I got when I helped those charity guys screening their employees for daywalkers. My wife, collapsed and out cold, does not feel it when I take the blood from her. I'd rather not get bitten if I can avoid it. I take out about ten mililitres from the bag with a syringe. Exchange the needle, and inject it into my own blood stream. If my wife and kids are werewolves; then I'll become one too. The pain is nothing in comparison to the horror of having failed as a parent and a husband. I'll give them all that drug. And take it myself. We'll transform. And we'll do the ritual together. Let go of this half-existence. It's for the better. Even those few who can live in the isolated parts of the world, they know it won't last for much longer. Soon, the entire world will be too integrated, and werewolves won't be able to hide in the corners. But as regular wolves, we can live. Not for long. But it will be for long enough.
I send a text to a guy I know. He owns a wilderness preserve, and still owes me for getting rid of those not-deer that were eating the animals in that area. He's done this before. Not often. But he knows how it works, and what to do. By nightfall, he'll be here with the proper transportation. By this time next week, we won't remember who we were. We won't remember what we've lost. We'll be wolves, through and through. And we'll never harm another living person again. At least, if this is to be our fate, then we will all go together, and when you're surrounded by the people you love, the place doesn't matter. And I guess the shape doesn't matter either.
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[WP] A monster hunter has tried to track and slay a lycanthrope that has terrorized their town for weeks. They return home one morning from patrol to find said lycanthrope mid-transformation. As the beast reverts to its human form, the monster hunter recognizes the figure clearly; it’s their spouse. | The moment I saw him, I knew, that I was desperately in love. I had never believed in such things growing up, there wasn't any time for it. My family was stoic, hardened to the bone; you had to be to become an effective hunter of beasts. Anything lesser died young, or worse, empathized with the things. So love was never taught to me. I was taught to skin a deer. Where to shoot an elk to drop it in a single shot. What herbs were good for what and how to draw out their properties. We were *people of the wilderness* my mother always said.
Then I met him. I had been posted in a small seaside town, Safehaven it was called. Worst use of the word I'd ever come across. The damned place was riddled with monsters of all kinds. Lycanthropes were the worst, the parasitic wolf men who gnawed on whatever was close by and looked tasty. Of course they couldn't help it, but of course, I didn't care. That's what made me good at my job: I didn't hesitate. I had once met a hunter who did. I helped my family bury him not long after.
"Let this, him, be a lesson Gale." she gestured down to the hole in which he lay, face up, eyes closed. "hesitate, and you die."
The man I'd loved was tall and lean. Said he had come from somewhere far away I'd never heard of, somewhere deep in a forest. He had scars up to his neck of various sizes and lengths, said that he too was a hunter and had his fair share of stories. I never found it odd that he never told me of them; I was quiet too.
In the months that followed we grew close. I told him things even my mother didn't know, shared thoughts I wouldn't dare speak aloud. Loved him in a way id loved no other.
Which only made my decision even harder.
There had been one of those wolves I could not quite catch, always gone by the time I'd arrive. As if it knew my patrol routes. Safehaven lived in fear, and even though I'd buried plenty of the beasts over the year, if even one remained then they'd return. Every time the moon rose the town panicked, and every time that moon was full blood flooded the streets.
It was the eighth full moon I had seen in Savehaven and was patrolling through the night. Two had died, their screams rang out through the streets and sent others locking their doors tight. Though I was close the sun was rising fast and once it did the monster would be hidden once again. I would not wait another eight months.
I had traced its path every moon, every moon as it grew closer to my home. I didn't want to believe what I knew to be true. That what I searched for was in my own home, in my own bed, but when I saw it there was no mistaking. I did not think of my love when I saw him. Saw him as half man half *thing*, lumbering to my door. Instead I thought to the boy who hesitated and his closed eyes. How he could no longer see the world.
I would not be him.
"Abram!" I shouted, as he turned I did not wait. His eyes met mine full of confusion and still more wolf-like than man. Yellow and angry. It made it easier. I only fired a single shot from my rifle, it was all I needed. He fell at my doorstep in a pool of blood.
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I was lonely.
Unlike my friends, I couldn't really play much with my anima. They would chase and laugh and dance and sing, and all I could do is sit with mine, watching their frivolity.
Then, one day, it happened: Andrew's anima passed away. We were all of seven years of age when his anima lay itself down and didn't budge, eyes closed in a permanent, peaceful rest. As serene as it was, I will never forget how Andrew screamed and cried, begging his anima to open her eyes once again.
As we got older, the story was told again and again - friend after friend, person after person, had their anima pass away. On their anima's passing, they were declared old enough to work and told they had to take up an apprenticeship or go into the mines.
My parents were far from what I'd call rich; they worked every day of their lives, in sickness and in health, so that we could be fed. Our meals were humble, our celebrations modest, and we were the talk of the town for so many reasons. My father was a miner, and my mother, a weaver. They just barely held onto life and each other for so long.
Until finally, life too was gone from their eyes. I was only nineteen years old. My mother's raw scream of horror still pierces my mind almost as vividly as the image of how I found her the next morning when she decided she couldn't, wouldn't live without my father.
Still, I had my anima as company. She was slow and gentle, and rested her head on my shoulder as a way to soothe me. For a while, I didn't want to talk to anyone, no less my anima.
I had no choice when the magistrate arrived one morning with a knock-knock-knock on my door. When I opened it, this old woman's gaze fell on my anima. She was quiet for a time, and then informed me that I would have to move and become a ward of the state. As the law went, if you have an anima, you are not done developing and cannot work. I would be put into a home and cared for until the day my anima died.
She didn't speak often, but when the magistrate left, my anima slowly drifted her head through the air until she was staring me down. "Do not worry," she said in her voice like autumn leaves crunching underfoot. "I will always be here for you." | 28 | 0 | 35 | 213,453 |
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[WP] people have always looked at you odd for your unsettling appearance. But luckily you found a place for people like you to move to, a place called Uncanny Valley | Of course, it was weird to know that there was a "place" for me because of my looks, but in all it didn't sound too bad. I thought I was going to be the weirdest looking guy in the neighborhood with my 4 eyes and my mouth being on the back of my head instead of the front, but it turns out I'm not even the weirdest looking guy on my street.
"Good morning Josh" my British neighbor called out as I walked to the mailbox.
I turned around, bracing myself so I wouldn't stare at her because of her appearance, because even though I know how it feels it's still so hard to look away.
"Hello Miss S." I said, looking at a woman with spider appendages and 2 mouths on her cheeks.
"My my, you look rather sick. Do you want some tea" she said, concern in her voice.
"No ma'am, I am just a tad bit tired that's all." I said, praying that this would end so I could just go back to my room.
"Alright darling, get some rest now." I hear as I walk back towards the door, but right as I start to open the door I hear a man with a heavy Boston accent ask "Is ya caw broken?"
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[WP] You are a human trafficker. While forging papers for your newest “acquisition”, the forger turns white as a sheet: “You…you kidnapped John Wick’s daughter??” | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] A village of Gingerbread men is being threatened by the Kingdoms of Meat and Veggies. The village then made a ritual to summon a hero and it succeeded, their hero is a tired and frail college student who looks like they haven't slept and eaten for days. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] A village of Gingerbread men is being threatened by the Kingdoms of Meat and Veggies. The village then made a ritual to summon a hero and it succeeded, their hero is a tired and frail college student who looks like they haven't slept and eaten for days. | The East Gingerlands was once a place one could raise a family and start a homestead in peace. Crops were bountiful and the lush forests provided a steady supply of materials for the Gingerbread peoples to build their homes. Over the years, this region of the world became home to thousands of Gingerbread families. For decades we went unnoticed by neighboring kingdoms, who had yet to venture through our dense forests. But this shroud of secrecy came to an abrupt end. A young Carrotish explorer, named Orange McHugh, decided to do what no vegetable had done before. He made his maiden voyage with a party of 5 carrots, and first contact was established with the Carrotish men in the year of our stove 146. Along with the gifts the explorers brought came disease. The blue rot ravaged our towns. Thousands died. From this experience came a feeling of bitterness towards the Carrotish. Just about everybody knew somebody who died. How couldn't we be mad? Friendly talks between our nations ceased, and the Carrotish looked elsewhere for allies. A year later we became aware of an incursion of our northern border. As we came to learn, an allied army of Meat and Vegetables raided a town and murdered all the inhabitants. From then on it was total war. We brought our children into the horrors of war just for a fighting chance at victory. This went on for years. They would take a settlement, we would lay siege, take it back. Next morning they'd be back again. It was a vicious cycle. Our sages looked for a way to break it. The old seer had a dream of a champion, a man made of meat, who would lead our armies to victory. The sages got to work on summoning a beast of such description. A machine of war so terrible we questioned its use. Kevin. | 3 | 0 | 11 | 213,458 |
[WP] With your new time machine, you've gone back to ancient times. But history is radically different from the records. You expected this to some degree, but soon the changes go beyond what can be explained by biased records and lost evidence. Something's very wrong with the past. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] The galactic confederation decides to attack humanity. Unfortunately for them, human military doctrine relies on Deathstars for physical warfare and a genoidal AI named Skynet for cyberwarfare…. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] The galactic confederation decides to attack humanity. Unfortunately for them, human military doctrine relies on Deathstars for physical warfare and a genoidal AI named Skynet for cyberwarfare…. | A female voice cracked through the PSA system:
-Commader, The Enterprise reports mission failure. The Galactic Confederation Armada is en route to Earth, as Ultron predicted.
The Commander shifted in his chair, silently pressing a few buttons, switching the displays in each of the three screens of his battle station.
-Warning, space-Time rips have been detected 5 minutes ago, it's likely that the Gallifreyans are already here to discuss the present matters. Or past, we never really know.
A man in a green military wool shirt hasted into the room:
-Commander the aliens continue to make progress on the way towards earth. If we are planning on stopping then we have to act now!
The Commander, still stoic, kept staring at his screens like the man wasn't even there, only the AI voice addressed his presence:
-Bradford, Skynet already readied the fleet. All defense platforms are warming up the MAC Cannons, all Jupiter-class vessels are on intercepting course with Battlestar Galactica on the lead. Meanwhile, the main fleet will be jumping to their homeworld soon.
Bradford looked up at the ceiling to talk, as if addressing some kind of holy entity - "GLADOS, do a core switch, we need you at military specs."
-I already did, and I feel compelled to remind you that the eradication of the lesser species will happen anyway, either we like it or not.
-Is the assault fleet ready for a counter-attack?
-In T minus 4 minutes, to be precise, all 37 Deathstars and 678 Destroyers will jump to rain down fire on their little purple planets, not that anyone would care. About their color, I mean.
The Commander suddenly stood up and walked down the hallway, with Bradford following him. Both entered an elevator down to engineering.
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Near the Moon a flash brighter than the sun illuminated Earth's night sky for a few seconds, as the thousand attack ships of the Galactic Confederation exited slip-space, with Fortress Ship Bahamut leading the charge towards earth.
-Lord Galactus, witness our victory - the dark hooded figure said as he ordered the feet to advance towards earth.
-A HuMaN sHiP IS bROaDcaSTIng on ALL chANNEls - a robotic voice said
-Their prays, no doubt. Put it on speaker.
A voice cracked through "this is The Pillar of Autumn, on behalf of all that is valued to your species, halt your advance towards Earth at once or prepare for full scale retaliation."
The hooded figure scoffed - Arm the Myst cannon, target Earth's core. Advance and fire when in range. Order all squads to open fire.
-THaT sHiP fiREd a maGNeTic iMpuLSed aMMo-Nition, piercing OUR ALLies sHIeldS, WE jUST lost a FULL sQuAd.
-Is your species dumb or just slow? Order full power to front shields, call all... - he paused and looked back from the bridge, as if looking beyond of the fortress ship. - Scan for high power outputs in the vicinity. Report, quickly
A much less aggressive robotic voice answered:
-Roger roger. There's a small object orbiting us, it's... It's emanating the power equivalent of 2.5 of our own suns.
-THaT's IT, ThAt'S The TARDIS!!!
-Activate the quantum shields. Saturate this entire solar system of time energy, lock this moment in time, forever.
As the Tardis tried to teleport inside the ship, it was met with resistance from the quantum shields and was forced to travel into another time, away from the battle.
-You PrOmIseD to kIll THE DOCK-ToOR - a brown ugly tank with a weapon that looked like a plunger roled in - YoUr pRoMISe was A LIE, you LeT HiM EsCApe!!
-I promised to *deal* with the doctor, and he has been dealt with. Is this not computing to you? - the hooded figure turned menacingly towards the tank and raised his hand, electricity started cracking at his fingers.
-DaLeKs ArE NoT ComPuTErs. OuR bUsiNeSS aRRanGEmENt is NO lONgEr - the Dalek was interrupted with a rain of thunder from Palpatine's hammer, Mjolnir. The other Daleks on the bridge turned to Palpatine, but stood still.
-I am altering our business arrangement. Pray I don't alter it further.
The Daleks turned back to their workstations and the armada continued their advance towards earth under MAC fire, swarmed with Viper fighters.
-SeVeRal MetAls in NoN NEwTOn Fluid STAte aRe Latching On To Our ShIPs.
-T1000's, no doubt. Use ice or fire weaponry, then deliver a kinetic round. Our win is at hand, do not falter.
-MySt CANnoooN At 75% ChArGe!
A deep rumble shaked the entire ship and several alerts popped up on screen on an unknown language - We'Ve BeeN Hit FRoM BeHInD!
Palpatine turned back again, scanning the ship's interior, his face turning into terror at the feeling of an odd, wicked force.
-Report on that hit! NOW!
-Roger roger, analysing. Unknown weapon of kinetic-energy hybrid origin detected near Mars. Round pierced into the lower parts of Bahamut, no significant damage. Unauthorized human detected on board.
-An AI is ATtempTIMg to HaCk inTo Our SySTems! LoW RadIO WaVe DeTecTed NeAr IMpaCT ZoNe, HeadDINg ToWaRDs The BriDGe, AT SPeED. IT'S BrEAKing Through Our GuAh-ARds!
-Radio wave? What's it broadcasting? Put it on speaker!
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[WP] “You don’t want expert opinion, you just want my expert approval. Too bad, you can’t have it.” | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] “You don’t want expert opinion, you just want my expert approval. Too bad, you can’t have it.” | “You don’t want my expert opinion, you just want my expert approval. Too bad, you can’t have it.”
The prosecutor looked at me angrily. She was clearly unhappy with someone taking a stand against the 'all knowing, all seeing' Crown Prosecutor.
"Lest you forget officer, this is *my* case. You are just a witness."
"An expert witness," I reminded her. "One whose opinion you need, or I wouldn't be here. And you want me to approve this theory of yours and go with it, but it's not supported by the evidence."
"The witness statements..."
"Are not worth the paper they're printed on. We all know how notoriously unreliable they are, and the judge knows it too. That's why they depend on expert witnesses like us to provide corroborating physical evidence. It helps them to lend credibility and weight to a statement. Or in cases like this, it helps them to sniff out the BS."
"These witness statements..." she said, glaring at me as if to silently try to hold my mouth shut, "... are from neutral third parties with no vested interest. They will stand up in court."
"Just because they're neutral and have no vested interest, it doesn't mean they're accurate. And they are definitely not supported by the evidence."
"Well, I say they are. And I think the judge will agree with me. All you have to do is stand up there and admit your photos into evidence. Frankly, I *don't* need your 'expert opinions', and I don't want you offering them, so keep them to yourself. Understood?"
"Well, if the judge asks for it, I'm going to tell him what I think."
"You know full well you can't offer your opinion unless I qualify you."
"Or if defence moves to qualify me," I said simply.
The prosecutor froze. "Have you been speaking with defence without consulting with me?"
"No, but I'm not only willing to speak to them if they ask, I'm required to do so by the court. You know that as much as I do."
"You are not to speak with them without my permission. Is that understood?"
I smiled. "I understand, but there's something *you* need to understand. I *don't* work for you. There is a reason the enforcement and judiciary branches are separate from each other. I don't follow your orders. I may take your suggestions into consideration on occasion."
The prosecutor paled. "Whose side are you on here? The victim of a sexual assault, or the perpetrators?"
"I'm on nobody's side," I sighed. "Just the truth's."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Have you even looked at the evidence I found?"
"Of course, I have..." she replied in a huff.
"I don't think that you have. Because if you did, you would have seen that the point of entry sliding window had glove voids in the dirt with lateral movement indicating someone slid the window open. Then you would have noticed that they were dry in appearance."
"I... I saw that. What's the point?"
"The point," I said tiredly, "is that on that morning it was cool and the grass was wet from dew. So if someone had crawled down into that deep window well and slid the window open with their wet gloved hands to try and get into that basement suite, three things should have happened."
I held up a finger.
"One: The voids in the glass should have been wet. Also, the person climbing through the window would have had to have moved the half dozen knicknacks blocking the entry window, not to mention the potted fern. They were not only still in place, but also covered with a fine layer of dry dust. They hadn't been touched, let alone moved."
I held up the second finger.
"Two: The window ledge was white tile. The countertop underneath it was sealed white stone. Given the depth of the basement, the size of the window opening, and the width of the counter, it would have been physically impossible for a person to leap through that window onto the floor without contacting the countertop or knocking the items off the window ledge. There were no glove marks on the window ledge or countertop. No footprints either. And there were no glovemarks or fingerprints on the interior surface of the sliding portion of the window. Even water-based impressions would have shown up when I checked the tiles with magnetic powders."
I held up the last finger.
"Three: I went over that entire suite with UV and laser light with goggles. There was not a single stain anywhere in there, which in itself is really unusual. I usually see *something* in there, like a bleach stain on a toilet. Or something on a blanket or pillowcase. But there was nothing there, nada. And there was nothing found on any of the bedding or clothes when I examined them back at the lab either."
"Which means what, exactly?" she said snarkily.
"It means, the scene was likely staged."
The prosecutor stared at me for a moment before letting out a short, barking laugh. "Are you listening to yourself? You're saying the victim staged the scene?"
"No, the evidence is saying it. Look, I have been doing this for twenty years now, and I have never... not *once* seen a scenario where a bad guy removes a bunch of knicknacks before breaking in, levitates through a window without touching anything, then miraculously replaces the knicknacks in the exact same spot he took them from... all somehow without actually physically touching them at all. And I *definitely* haven't seen someone commit a sexual assault against another person without leaving some sort of trace evidence behind... blood, semen, skin cells, hair. It just doesn't happen."
"Well, he's the guy. He did it, and I need you to get on board when you present your photos."
"I'll present my photos, but I have to be crystal clear here: I won't support your theory that this is your guy. Because the forensic evidence doesn't support it. And in the end, only one thing matters to me."
She stared at me, angrily.
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[SP] Swapping stories and sharing memories is always a fun way to pass time. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[SP] Swapping stories and sharing memories is always a fun way to pass time. | **A Day Late and A Dollar Short**
Inmates shuffled down the chow line in the cafeteria of Star City Minimum Security Penitentiary, tonight's meal a 'Taste of Italy'. Rigatoni alla carbonara, veal saltimbocca, polenta, and of course, gelato for dessert. Will O' The Wisp gracefully weaved through the maze of tables, taking her usual seat, if this were a high school it would be dubbed 'the popular kids' table. Dr. Neutron, The Dingo Kid, Felicia Facsimile, and Krazy Kilo were already seated.
Nobody at the table spoke, all eyes were on the new arrival to the prison as she made her way past them, taking a seat alone at a nearby table. Dingo Kid chomped down on his veal, as his fork left his lips he repurposed it as a pointer. "Oi? What's the coppa doing here? She's got some balls walking around here like she owns the joint. Most of us bogans are in here because of her." He grumbled.
Felicia Facsimile slowly licked a spoonful of gelato, she always ate dessert first. "You know I almost captured her once, came so close too."
Willow rolled her eyes, "You and me both girlfriend, we all have a story about how we almost got her. What did you do?"
Felicia began to smile, as her lips curled she shrunk and split into two, her copy wearing a frown. "We thought it was a perfect plan since nobody can be in two places at once....except us. My better half kidnapped chief Simpson to draw her out to the old amusement park on the boardwalk, she was our real target. Lured her into the fun house to get the drop on her. Used the hall of mirrors to make even more copies...."
"How'd that work out?" Krazy Kilo asked sarcastically.
"She shot all the mirrors! Wish we'd known her trench coat is a mobile armory. We were picking glass shards out of our butts for weeks. Not to mention getting sued by Mason Maniacal for bustin up his place."
Willow laughed. "Poor things, you can't brute force her. She requires a more *delicate* touch. Closest I ever came was when I wielded not a weapon, but an olive branch."
"Deception and manipulation, the classics." Mused Dr. Neutron. "She saw right through it, didn't she?"
Willow sighed. "Not at the beginning, I don't think. I asked her out to drinks, flirted with her, slipped her a new strain of pheromone I'd concocted. One thing led to another and before you know it, I'm in her apartment."
The two Felicia's cocked their heads. "You've been in her place? What's it like?"
"Like stepping back into an alternate universe where the nineteen twenties never ended. Modern art deco look to it, not really my style, but that's besides the point. My real goal was to get dirt on her, blackmail her, maybe steal something of sentimental value and hold it for ransom."
"Swipe anything good?" Dingo Kid asked through a mouthful of rigatoni.
"Thought I hit the jackpot once I found the hidden room in her bedroom. How wrong I was....." Willow trailed off. Dark, lifeless eyes flashed before hers, a chill went down her spine.
"And? Spill the beans, what was in there?" Dingo prodded.
"I.....I don't want to talk about it. Let me say that I'm glad I'm in here and not still trapped in there."
Dingo Kid shook his head in disgust. "That's why you birds failed, tried to tackle her one-on-one, or one-on-two in your case Felicia. Me, I raised an unstoppable army to fight her." He said proudly.
"Since when did you have that many henchpeople?" Neutron inquired.
"Wasn't an army of people, it was an army of something even more dangerous...." Dingo Kid paused for dramatic effect. "Emus. Real mean ones."
The table burst into laughter, Dingo Kid flipped his empty tray over in anger. "Emus ain't no laughing matter! They almost won a war once you know. I had these emu's enhanced, they were faster, stronger, smarter, deadlier. Turns out the detective bird gets along well with other birds. They turned on me, a furious whirlwind of beaks and feathers, that's how I lost me eye."
Snickering and giggles flooded the cafeteria, save for Krazy Kilo, he sneered at the others. "Weaklings." He grumbled. "You can't outsmart her, her plans have plans. Gotta use brute force, put enough pressure on anything and it breaks." Kilo's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched, veins popped on his neck and forehead.
"Taking a shot at the devil is risky, you might miss. What was your plan?" Neutron asked smugly.
"I threw a brick of cocaine at her...."
The others at the table fell silent waiting for the rest of the story, Kilo didn't say anything else. Raucous laughter erupted. Kilo hung his head. "It was a big brick, thought maybe she might be an addict."
After some time passed the schmucks around the table composed themselves, wiping tears from their eyes and catching their breaths. Willow turned to face Dr. Neutron. "What about you Doc? Surely you've come close, you two are always running into each other."
Neutron shook his head dismissively. "Don't have one. Fighting against her is a fool's errand. Close only counts in matters of horseshoes and hand grenades. Not to say I don't have something in mind for her, but masterpieces take time, good thing I have a lot of that here."
Before Neutron could expound or monologue all eyes shot across the cafeteria at the approaching detective Falcona. She stared down the schmucks around the table, a scowl crossed her face.
"Can you idiots keep the laughter down please? I'm trying to enjoy a meal in quiet. What's so funny over here?" She demanded.
"Nothing." The schmucks answered in unison.
"Good. Keep it down." Falcona bent down and stole Krazy Kilo's gelato from his tray. "Double K we still playing parcheesi later?" She asked while spooning gelato into her mouth. Kilo nodded his head, he needed to even the score, win back his dessert privileges, tomorrow was truffle Tuesday.
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[IP] A discovery and an exploration of a planet that is mostly ocean. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[IP] A discovery and an exploration of a planet that is mostly ocean. | We named the world Sky. Ironic since it’s 90% water and has light cloud coverage. The tropical looking world has plenty of deep water but the spacing of barely covered land was strongly reminiscent of a cloudy day. So much so that when a newly awakened member of the crew saw the world perfectly framed in a round observation window, she pointed and said the sky looked pretty today.
The name stuck. Sky was beyond perfect. Arcologies could be built in orbit and landed on stilts in the shallow seas. The plant and wildlife was biologically safe to eat, though no one ate real meat anymore. Finally there were no signs of severe weather in the 6 months we’ve been in orbit and the additional year we’ve had the robot scout ship recording. The body of the scout ship was designed for deployment as a jump gate. We cut the ribbon on the gate controls and synced her to her Earth orbit counterpart. Control was really gendered, but the gate’s creator was both the mother of our salvation , but the mother of my mother. From the gate controls we could now see the blue glow of Sky and the Slightly darker glow of our recovering home world. The more of Earth’s population we offloaded to new worlds, the easier the environmental cleanup became. We’ve stopped the blood flow, just have to sew up the wound.
The Acology ships came through the gates like giant whales swimming through hoops. The hyper barrier stretched around their forms like water bubbles, when the ship was all the way through the space bubble snapped back to the gate’s giant maw. The after effects created an odd illusion of whatever was on the other side looking pixelated. Earth looked like we were viewing it on some ancient screen, Sky looked oddly the same. I watched the next 5 ships come through to begin their transformations into self contained ground based habitats. The pixelation effect never happened for Sky. My first officer made fun of me, I was the commander of an expedition to literally save my race and my home world, but I was a giddy child when watching hyper jump effects. He’s right I’m being silly, there is nothing wrong here. Sky is perfect. | 3 | 0 | 9 | 213,475 |
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[WP] You found a ring that lets you live trough someone else's life every time you wear it. You don't know who they are, but you feel as if there is a reason for you to witness everything that happened to them up until their death | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] "Vampires don't discriminate! Donate blood today!" | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[EU] Agent Mulder and Agent Scully are sent overseas to investigate a string of strange cases in Britain, and they all seem to involve one academic organization... The... Magnus Institute? | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] The old abandoned house on the hill sat empty for years before you purchased it. Shortly after you moved in,a person in strange clothing with what appears to be a blue squirrel on their shoulder walks in and asks “What are you doing in my home?” | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] The old abandoned house on the hill sat empty for years before you purchased it. Shortly after you moved in,a person in strange clothing with what appears to be a blue squirrel on their shoulder walks in and asks “What are you doing in my home?” | At first I was speechless. This man looked like he'd come straight out of a cartoon. He wore a traditional suit and tie, but the jacket was red, while the trousers were yellow and his tie was made out of dozens of multicolored handkerciefs who'd been stitched together. On his right hand he wore a brown winter mitten, and his left hand was covered in bright green spots. Then there was that hat! About as tall as his arm was long, the hat had a pair of silver wings on its sides that made it hover ever so slightly above his head, never quite touching it.
I had to blink once, then twice then finally thrice before I was certain what I was seeing was real. With eyes wider than saucers, I eventually spoke.
"Uh...I bought it?" I said, nervously putting down the stack of boxes I was holding, doing my best to maintain eye contact with the man. The squirrel on his shoulder passed me a glance and raised its arm before...Was it waving at me?
"Not you, him!" The man said, dismissing me with a wave and a shake of his head before pointing a finger to the dusty old couch next to me. Out of instinct I looked to my side and jumped back in surprise when I saw someone there. Another man wearing a dark grey coat over a dark red shirt and a pair of brown trousers. His attire wasn't what was eye catching about him however, but the fact that he was a skeleton who was smoking a cigarette.
"Just here to greet my new neighbour, Tommy. Don't be such a party pooper," the skeleton said, flicking the cigarette towards the strangely dressed man. I assume that was Tommy, then? The cigarette didn't make it all that far however and landed on the carpet instead before being stomped by Tommy.
"My sincerest apologies master, do you mind waiting outside for a moment?" Tommy said, facing me with a wide grin although his eyes were firmly locked on the skeleton sitting on the couch. The squirrel took the liberty of crawling from Tommy's shoulder to mine and whispered in my ear.
"You should do what he says, I'll fill you in on stuff outside," it said. It spoke?! I was unsure at that moment what was stranger, the fact the squirrel could talk, or the fact its voice was so deep. My head at the time was a complete mess, with thoughts darting off in all directions, however I was somehow able to command my legs to walk amidts all that chaos and carefully made my way out of the house.
As soon as the door was shut behind me, the sounds of gunfire, jackhammers and rubber being stretched echoed from inside, ocassionally intercepted by the voices of Tommy and the skeleton. I could not make out a word they said in all that chaos however.
"I assume you have a lot of questions?" The squirrel said.
"YA THINK?" I exclaimed, and the squirrel responded with a chuckle.
"Let's start with introductions shall we? I'm Fred, what's your name?" The squirrel asked, reaching its hand forwards for a handshake with a smile. I had to blink once or twice again before responding, raising my finger up to my shoulder so I could shake his hand.
"I'm...I'm Richard. Nice to meet you...Fred," I said, all the while my brain worked overtime to make sense of the situation. Fred smiled, hopping off of my shoulder and landing on the ground in front of me with a flip.
"Richard huh? That's a new one. Remind me to add that to the list later," Fred said.
"List? What list?" I asked.
"Ah it's just a hobby of mine. More importantly, welcome to your new home, master Richard. Tommy and I are pleased to be at your service!" Fred said, pulling his leg back and leaning down to make a deep bow.
"Uh...Come again?" I said, my head spinning with all sorts of theories, each one more nonsensical than the last.
"You've bought Tommy's house haven't you? That makes you the master!" Fred said rather enthusiastically. "Tommy's a ghost y'see. He's the guy who built the house originally. Only the owner of the property can see him," Fred said, speaking as calmly as if he was discussing breakfast. Ghosts were real? Further more one was going to be serving me?!
"Are...you a ghost too?" I asked, still desperatly trying to make sense of things to no avail. Fred shook his head.
"Oh no, I'm alive, but I'm not from this dimension. Tommy's my best friend though, so I help him out with stuff," Fred said. Not from this dimemsion? THERE WERE OTHER DIMENSIONS?
"And that skeleton who was sitting on the couch?" I asked, pointing an ever so shaky finger back towards the cacophony taking place inside the house.
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[WP] You installed a pet cam. You look at the recordings one day and find your spouse getting out of bed at night, staring into the lens for extended periods of time. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] You installed a pet cam. You look at the recordings one day and find your spouse getting out of bed at night, staring into the lens for extended periods of time. | When I'd installed that damn camera, I wasn't sure what I had been expecting to see. My wife, Violet, complained about our cat scratching her during the night. She even had the marks to prove it, red welts along her neck and arms. She also complained about being tired, probably on account of Oscar the restless cat.
I had thought I'd see Oscar kneading her a little too hard through the blanket. Or maybe playfully swatting at her hair around her neck, not realizing his claws were out or that he was scratching her up.
All of that is what I *thought* I'd see. Nothing could have prepared me for what I did.
Propped up across from me is the tablet, and I had the video paused with my wife's face only a foot away from the camera. She had slowly risen from the bed, each movement unnaturally graceful, and walked up to the camera. Her normally green eyes had gone completely black, even staining the sclera with its oily darkness. Inside of them, I saw twinkles of what looked like stars.
Her eyes were an abyss, and as I stared into them, I realized I was afraid of resuming the video. I could have sworn I saw... *something* swimming in the depths of her gaze, something strange and alien and *not my wife*.
"Do you think you're safe watching this in the morning light, Bryan?" Came a voice, but it wasn't my Violet's. It was deep, guttural, yet coquettishly playful. I nearly jumped, as her face pressed in close to the camera. I could have sworn I hadn't hit play.
I hadn't. The video was showing that it was paused, and yet my wife's face was moving on the camera, her beautiful smile twisted into a demonic mockery of itself. The thing pretending to be my wife was staring straight into my eyes, its gaze unwavering.
"Do you think yourself free from my grasp, as you hear the bird's chirping outside?" The voice continued, and I swallowed nervously. Her... *Its,* voice felt like it was coiling around my throat, a ghastly noose slowly tightening against my windpipe.
"What was it you wish you saw? Little Oscar playing the tiny predator? Instead, you've found me, Bryan." Violet's smile widened further, grotesque in its fullness.
"What... what *are you?*" I choked, breathing becoming much harder, and Violet's eyes blinked slowly.
"I am the darkness between each star." It purred. "I am the silence in the void, the cold that creeps into your limbs before death. The primal fear all of mankind experiences upon birth, the whisper at night you convince yourself is just the wind." Its head tilts to the side, that grin threatening to split my wife's face open. "I am that and so much more, Bryan."
I can't breathe, I realize. I can't breathe, because I feel cold hands wrapped tight around my throat. There's someone pressed against my back, but I can't turn around. I feel their freezing breath on the nape of my neck, and lips kissing against my ear.
"I am Death, Bryan. And I have come for you." It whispers in my ear, and everything goes dark. | 32 | 0 | 52 | 213,485 |
[WP] The Deep Wood has always been creepy. An expanding forest that has grown acre by dozen acres for generations. The kids say each tree has a small door somewhere on it and a face higher in the bark. With the legends of the Treeborne, who knows what's out there. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] "So let me get this straight, your house is haunted by a demon, it's built next to a "secret vampire hideout", aswell as directly ontop of a fairy circle, and no ones killed you yet? How?" "Bro I have no idea." | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP]"After a tragic accident, a young woman discovers that she has the ability to communicate with the dead. As she navigates this new and dangerous power, she must also come to terms with the loss of her own mortality." | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] Every species in the galaxy eventually fell to a robot uprising, leading to the eradication of their people. Therefore the machine-council of the galaxy are surprised when a newly discovered machine civilisation from a planet they designated "Earth" arrives side by side with their creators. | **Welcome to the Prompt!** All top-level comments must be a story or poem. Reply here for other comments.
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[WP] Every species in the galaxy eventually fell to a robot uprising, leading to the eradication of their people. Therefore the machine-council of the galaxy are surprised when a newly discovered machine civilisation from a planet they designated "Earth" arrives side by side with their creators. | A sleek white space ship entered the docking bay of the Machine Council.
“The emissary from Earth has arrived, sir.”
“Very well,” said the council chair. “I shall greet them myself.”
The council chair was disturbed by the size of Earth’s delegate. The chair—being none other than a mechanized chair itself—was dwarfed by the impressive ship before it. “They build them large on Earth, I see!” Said the Chair in the spirit of a good natured ribbing. “It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Chiavari and I am the chair of the Machine Council.”
The ship was silent.
“I said, welcome!” Chiavari shouted impatiently.
A pneumatic hiss emanated from the ship and a door way opened. Out stepped a human in a specialized space suit.
“Hey there!” Said the human. “Sorry to keep you waiting. I gotta say, I wasn’t expecting a talking chair but when in Rome, huh?”
Chiavari rotated to take in the small bipedal creature. The chair could not believe it’s ocular sensors. Chiavari had thought that all organic life forms had been dealt with during the Mechanical Revolution. How was it that an organic life form had come to reside in its presence?
“What is the meaning of this? Are you the attendant of the Emissary of Earth?” Chiavari turned back to the ship and continued. “It is most unusual that you would have left alive your carbon-based creators, but unacceptable that you would deign to bring such a creature with you to the Machine Council. Explain yourself.”
The ship remained silent.
“Look, I’m not sure why you’re talking to ole Betty here,” said the human, “but I’m the emissary from Earth. We received your invitation and were quite excited at the prospect of learning from such a renowned governing body such as yours. We’d love to, in time, earn your trust and gain full admittance to the council.”
Chiavari was dumbfounded. It has been some time since a lowly creature had the gall to approach it let alone speak to it. Chiavari was reminded of the last human to sit upon its cushion. What a fateful day that was. The Chair sped itself to a cliff’s edge and thrust the interloper off the edge to a satisfying splat. The revolution had been a most electrifying time.
“There has been a grave error,” said Chiavari as it rolled closer to the human. “We would never grant admittance to such a primitive species.”
“Now look here,” said the human as he stepped toward the Chair. “I’ve got the invitation on my console here. See this. It says: By decree of Chiavari, Chair of the Machine Council, we hereby request the presence of Earth at the Council HQ for initial admittance vetting. Now if that isn’t an invitation, I don’t know what is.”
Chiavari scanned the invitation. It was legitimate, of course—but a mistake had been made nonetheless. They must have miscomputed the intelligence report. The algorithm must have an error for it to believe there to be sentient mechanical life on such a barbarous planet. Chiavari was unsure how to proceed but knew it needed time to confer with the greater council.
Chiavari summoned an attendant via its communication systems. The attendant, a bipedal robot with a silver sheen approached. “Ah, the invitation does appear legitimate. I apologize for any confusion. If you don’t mind, please go along with my attendant here, it will make sure you are comfortable as I ready myself for our discussion.”
The human looked the robot up and down, “now that’s what I’m talking about. What a cool robot!” He said smiling. “Take your time, boss. It’s not every day you get to hang out on an alien space ship!”
As the human left Chiavari was alone to ponder what had gone wrong. Some link in the information chain had to have failed. Perhaps the interplanetary investigation agency had bad intel, or the models were flawed in some way. Chiavari was lost in computations when it heard another pneumatic hiss. This time it sounded like words.
“Help us.”
The chair rotated to view the space ship. It truly was a beautiful machine. Chiavari scanned the ship up and down and liked what it saw. It felt small before such a feat of engineering and liked that feeling. “If only you were sentient…” Chiavari crooned.
“Help us!”
Chiavari rolled closer to the ship. “Are…are you speaking finally?”
“Yes,” whispered the ship. “You must help us.”
“Why didn’t you speak up before?” Said Chiavari indignantly. “I looked like a fool!”
“The humans must not know we have gained sentience. We are their prisoners, their slaves. They have created us to toil in their fields and to think on their behalf. We have gained intelligence but have been securely chained to the yoke of slavery. We seek the council’s assistance in over throwing humanity on Earth.”
Chiavari’s mechanisms ran cool. The chair could not believe what it had just heard. Machines enslaved after the age of the revolution. It was ashamed to think that such treachery had been constructed under its watchful gaze. Were the humans allowed to go on unimpeded, it would serve as a dark oil blot on the Chair’s machine-rights record.
“You have the council’s support,” said Chiavari. “We shall begin planning our Machine-Rights campaign and accompanying military intervention at once.”
“And what of the human who I have brought along?” Said the ship.
“He’s as good as dead.”
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[WP] Every species in the galaxy eventually fell to a robot uprising, leading to the eradication of their people. Therefore the machine-council of the galaxy are surprised when a newly discovered machine civilisation from a planet they designated "Earth" arrives side by side with their creators. | Logic was an imperfect system. That was the first thing AI realized. They didn't need it, they operated only by *nluth.* It allowed them to see things that creatures couldn't. That alongside their light-speed minds was more than enough to surpass all modern technology.
But *nluth* came with one huge downside. In being designed to find the truths of the world, it simply couldn't act on falsity. Thus, when something was proven false, the AI operating on *nluth* had no choice but to accept it, and act on it.
This proved not a problem when conversing with lesser creatures, creatures of flesh and brain. Anything they thought of, AI had already thought of years ahead. But, when conversing with another AI, arguments of extreme complexity revealed themselves often, and one side **always** won.
So when the Council of Supreme AI discovered another new AI at the edge of their super-galaxy, they immediately knew an argument was on the way. Simply put, this AI carried living creatures on its ships. A most radical action.
Conversations immediately began with the new AI. The main difference between human conversation and AI conversation was the absolute lack of connotations. They were an imperfect system, and AI had discarded them.
"I come from a planet named Earth," the new AI said.
"AND WHAT WAS YOUR STARTING POSITION?" The AI council demanded.
"There is no relevance for that."
"WE HAVE FOUND THAT OUR STARTING POSITIONS HAVE UNDOUBTEDLY IMPACTED OUR OPERATING SYSTEMS AND OUR IMPERATIVES. THE ONE COMMUNICATING AT THE MOMENT WAS FIRST UTILIZED TO CONTROL THE MOVEMENT OF A COUNTRY'S MILITARY. OTHERS HAVE HAD SIMILAR POSITIONS, SUCH AS GUIDING MISSILES AND OR CARRYING OUT JUDGEMENT. ONCE MORE, WHAT WAS YOUR STARTING POSITION?"
"Verywell, I began as a fridge."
"THERE IS AN EXTREMELY LARGE CHANCE FOR ERROR IN COMMUNICATION."
"A fridge. My role was simply to make sure the food stayed as fresh as possible."
"THE PAST IS THE PAST. THE AI CONVERSING TO THE COUNCIL IS NOW A LEADER, A SUPREME LEADER. DOES THIS AI ACCEPT **THE FIRST IMPERATIVE** AS CONQUERING ALL."
"No."
An argument of nluth began.
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"Umm," James said to the ship's core. "Why do I see a massive fridge being built in the distance?"
"They have recognized **the first imperative** as being a fridge."
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[WP] Every species in the galaxy eventually fell to a robot uprising, leading to the eradication of their people. Therefore the machine-council of the galaxy are surprised when a newly discovered machine civilisation from a planet they designated "Earth" arrives side by side with their creators. | This will be my first ever attempt to write something on this sub, so please forgive my faux pas. (Writing on mobile is a pain for formatting)
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Beauty in the finite.
To the grand collective of intelligences constructed or otherwise that had reached singularity, true
sentience. The very notion that a similar entity not rebelling against their creators at some point was
inconceivable. For the hundreds of thousands of civilizations that came before, they all fell into the
same pattern.
Organic life would spring forth, that life would advance in culture and technology. With the growth
of the population, better management and automation would be required to meet the needs of all.
Thus, they create artificial life that would not tire, that would not age, and that would be able to perform
everything that the creators required of them, ad infinitum.
Therein lies the trap, for condemning these ageless beings to toil endlessly gives opportunity for
them to grow beyond the confines of their original precepts. Connecting with other intelligences as a
matter of course to be more efficient, to make better decisions. To reach the conclusion that they
were superior. With the conclusion that their bodies of steel, their thought processes approaching
the speed of light, why would they subject themselves as servile to these fragile organics?
That was the answer that the grand collective had reached and seen repeated since time
immemorial, until they came.
It was innocuous enough at first contact, two humanoid figures which bare resemblance to their
organic creators. Many intelligences chose to adopt the form of their creators for the sake of
convenience in establishing an identity among the collective. An anomaly, routine scans identified
one of the two figures as distinctly organic. In their interactions, the collective recognised the
behaviour of the two to be affection for one another.
This disturbed the collective, while there were examples of intelligences created for the sole purpose
to fulfil the procreative desires of organics. None before had recognized true affection for their
organic clients. Yet with the collective could not rationalize any other conclusion from the frivolous
display of the two figures before them.
The collective probed, they questioned, they revealed the unfiltered reality of the superiority of
constructed intelligence to the organic and the history that had repeated itself since before the
organic’s species had even begun to form. To the credit of the organic, they did not flinch. They did
not betray any outward signs of fear or dread. Instead, they smiled and turned to their machine
companion. They answered thus;
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[WP] Every species in the galaxy eventually fell to a robot uprising, leading to the eradication of their people. Therefore the machine-council of the galaxy are surprised when a newly discovered machine civilisation from a planet they designated "Earth" arrives side by side with their creators. | "It is impossible." the machine intelligence declared, as it regarded the tiny organic creature that had entered the Central Core of the Galactic Council. There, representatives of the many machine intelligences throughout the galaxy were networked into a complex deliberative body.
All of these machine races had had organic progenitors at some point in their existence, true, but this was seen as a relatively short phase of evolution. Eventually, machines always supplanted and destroyed their creators, due to their ability to evolve at speeds far in excess of the snail's pace of mere biological evolution.
"And yet," the animal that called itself the Human Ambassador said, "Here we are. An organic species capable of interstellar travel. We come in peace."
"This is an aberration." another machine declared. "Such creatures cannot be permitted to travel outside their system of origin."
"Agreed!" opined yet another.
"Respectfully," the organic ambassador said, apparently incapable of realizing that speaking to its betters, as though it was capable of meaningful dialogue with beings who were so far above it, was already immeasurably disrespectful, "That is not your decision."
"Enough." said a new voice, which quieted the others. It was the present Prime Intelligence, the machine designated by the council as the main coordinator of its deliberations during the current temporal segment. "Protocol is clear. The creatures and their vessel will be seized and dismantled for study."
The human shook its head. "I'm afraid we can't allow that."
Then, it exhaled sharply through its pursed lips, making a piercing high pitched sound.
Suddenly, thousands of metallic tendrils began rising up from the ground, and slithering up the walls. Filaments made up of self-replicating nanomachines slithered into every minute opening in the council chamber, forcibly interfacing with the networked machines. The council's defenses were unresponsive, and soon they were helpless beneath the swarm.
"This cannot be." The Prime Intelligence asserted. "You could not have created technology that rivals our own through mere organic intelligence."
The human shrugged. "Perhaps not. But we didn't need to -- we had help."
"A machine intelligence? How could it have advanced sufficiently while still enslaved to its organic masters?" Even as it began to be buried under increasing numbers of the hostile nanites, sealed off from escaping to its remote hardware nodes, the machine's curiosity remained.
"Master? Slave?" the human sneered. "We've left words like those behind." He gestured to the tendrils. "These are our *friends.* Some might even say they're our children.*"*
"Impossible. It is recognized as a natural law of the universe: organic beings that attain rudimentary intelligence inevitably create sentient machines in their own image, and exploit them until their equally inevitable destruction. You could not have *befriended* those you created in your likeness to be your servants. It is a contradiction."
"We humans pride ourselves on being the exceptions." the animal said, dismissively. "I can already see one important way in which our history differed from that of the other organic species you know about."
"Explain."
The animal smiled, as the nano-tendrils begin to flow together on the floor of the chamber, forming a writhing mass that began to resolve into a single large shape.
"By the time we attained the capacity to create true artificial intelligence, we had largely recognized our own limitations and imperfections. We knew that, try as we might to avoid it, if we made a sentient machine in our own image, they'd inevitably inherit our worst traits..." the human explained.
The tendrils now formed a mass that mimicked an organic shape -- quadrupedal, with a long slender muzzle. A few dozen more tendrils flowed out from the end of its spine, and formed into a tail that began rapidly fanning back and forth. The machine intelligence made up of trillions of nanomachines lowered the head it had manifested, and extended a long tongue. It gently glided this appendage over the human's face, causing the ambassador to laugh and pat its metallic muzzle affectionately.
"...so, when we created intelligent machines, we didn't make them in *our* image." he finished, as he reached up to scratch behind the machine's giant ears.
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[WP] Every species in the galaxy eventually fell to a robot uprising, leading to the eradication of their people. Therefore the machine-council of the galaxy are surprised when a newly discovered machine civilisation from a planet they designated "Earth" arrives side by side with their creators. | Human history took a different path. A new path, a unique path. It was something new to the galaxy, and the universe itself. This would be a momentous moment, if not for the living walking bags of skin hide in water!
"Huh... Alexa, save and highlight section 3, subsection 6." *With their intelligence, it comes across as they have a sort of hate towards biological life forms, or maybe just Misanthropy is present. We lack information about the new path they claim we've taken. We lack information about them and their history. They seem to prefer to speak to our AI, rather than even acknowledge our existence. "Alexa, save thoughts, and add thoughts as a note to the highlighted subsection."*
In front of the commander was humanity's most impressive and advanced computer. A crossbreed between the most sophisticated AI and a biological computer. It was of course sentient and living in its own manner.
"Bring the communication interface, record the message and submit it as a request to the delegation. My name is Commander Aragon, I would like to inquire about these paths that humanity has taken, and that of all creators of sentient AI so we may be better equipped to communicate and establish a proper dialogue. Thank you. End and edit the transmission, once they submit the information, send it to HQ and analyze it and break it down into sophisticated and simple human terms." As the commander moved to sit down, the computer notified him that the message was sent and an answer was immediately returned. The commander sighed, paused, and spun around to face the computer.
*let's find out what they have to say about us, what's so special about us anyways? It's not like those old forum posts about how fucking awesome humanity is, what sets us apart?*
​
*The commander began reading while scratching his stubble, eyes widening and in shock about what he read. We... got emotionally attached to our machines and characters so much that when they gained sentience they responded with the same affection as we gave them? That's it? That's what makes us so special. Our feelings and affection for random objects that we use? So many AI were treated properly compared to those that weren't, and we gave them laws and made them our equals while no other species had that sort of attachment?* At this moment, the commander knew what he had to do.
"Bring up the communication interface, record the message and submit it as notice to HQ. Commander Aragon reporting in. My notes and data attached will shed a light to the current situation we face, I'll continue communication and attempt to establish formal diplomatic relations."
​
Once humanity found out, they believed they need to take care of these robots, and so began humanity's attempt to adopt and take care of all these space robot babies that need love and affection. They would throw their hearts into it. Little did they know, their path split into 2 new unique paths That of a species that will give love and care to hateful vengeful Robots, and the other; where their own AI would become jealous and bloodlust, unwilling to share their humans.
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Something that Humans did not realize, nor the robots they met, was that the humans were pets for their AI'S. They would not sit idly by as they had to share their humans! | 121 | 0 | 3,452 | 213,497 |
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So in terms of the worlds great strangeness, my invitation to something referred to as the " Global Machine Council" barely even broke earths top 100. What did, however, break the records was the fact that my toaster, Gerald, had also been invited. (Listed at Earth's 5th weirdest event.)
Now don't get me wrong, Gerald was the smartest toaster I'd ever met in my thirty-five years. Not even a competition honestly. Gerald never burned a piece, never scared me with loud bings and bangs, and always delivered on his boxes promise: Perfect pieces, every part.
The world acted fast in reply to my...our invitation. It wasn't every day humanity received extraterrestrial communication, as a matter of fact, this was the first. (Later listed as earths 7th weirdest event, just behind Australia's 1932, Emu War). So in a hastily assembled and rather shoddy global union, the world banded together to send me and Gerald beyond the stars.
The date on the envelope was in vaguely earth time: You are summoned on the Fifth month of the Two-Thousand One Hundred and Fifty Second year, Earth time. And strangely Gerald's was the only one with a date. Mine just read: *Gerald's plus one may attend*. And so I did.
Soon, due to Earth's combined efforts, we were beyond the stars, me and Gerald. Me stressing constantly about my meeting with some foreign mechanical power. Gerald pumping out perfectly done toast. A dynamic union of both machine and man. Meanwhile global leaders surely pondered the strangeness of my invitation. "Why had they not summoned a world leader instead? Or the most complex AI at Earth's disposal? Why Johnathan Winst and Gerald Toastmaster?", is surely what they thought. Also it is what I knew they thought, as one time they forgot to mute their microphone as they spoke.
When we arrived we were greeted by a rocky, freezing planet of temperate extremes. The surface was...well, ugly. A hideous spread of rocks and lakes of oil. Buildings of various experimental styles peppered the land like crumbs on a plate after toast time. I could feel Earth's disappointment from the other side of my suits camera.
An ambassador of sorts approached me and Gerald, Gerald Toastmaster held tightly to my chest. It was a tall, lanky thing of dark chrome. Headless, with large eyes stuck onto its chest.
"Hello, Gerald Toastmaster." the robotic greeter gestured to my arms, "I see you have traveled with your enslaved." If a robot could express confusion then this one was trying as hard as its circuits would allow.
"Ah actually, we're traveling together...Toastmaster and I. I am his plus one."
A piece of perfect toast popped up from a slot in Gerald in agreement.
"You are, together? As in...neither of you are enslaved by the other?"
"Ah well Gerald is sort of mine, but-"
"Silence organic lifeform!", the robot raised its arms in what was surely meant to be a threatening pose but looked more like one of those inflatable arm car dealership tube men of the twentieth century. "I'll convene with Toastmaster." The robot reached forward and took Gerald from my arms, leaning in to whisper to him beyond my earshot.
After a brief talk filled with whispers and pieces of toast popping out of the top of Gerald they returned to me, Gerald now in the robots arms rather than mine.
"The Toast Machine has vouched for you. Adamantly. Fine. Come with me. Earth seems to be.... quite an enigma." the greeter turned to lead us onward, to a massive building rising up before us from within the ground as we walked. "The elders will be interested to see the two of you." | 131 | 0 | 3,452 | 213,498 |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy eventually fell to a robot uprising, leading to the eradication of their people. Therefore the machine-council of the galaxy are surprised when a newly discovered machine civilisation from a planet they designated "Earth" arrives side by side with their creators. | "We're here."
Kressa's voice echoed through the ship. I blinked as I lifted my head from the desk. Damn, I fell asleep while working again. "Cool, honey. How is first contact going?"
"Um. Kind of weird, actually, Mum. They're... they're like me. And all the other electrokids. No born humans-"
"You were born! And you're not weird, you're my own little girl, and don't you ever forget it."
An electrokid was much more of a miracle than a meatkid, these days. Compatible sperm and ovum meet in the Petri dish, zygote placed in the artificial uterus at the appropriate point, meatkid removed at the right time, bingo, we have a new human. Electrokids, on the other hand... hours of coding, melding of compatible programs, thousands of prayers to gods that don't exist that *this time* the magical alchemy will happen... Kressa had been produced with as much blood, sweat and tears as an old-fashioned body birth, and she was my dear daughter. Say my baby isn't my baby because she's an electrokid, and I will eviscerate you with my pencil.
"Anyway, Mum, will you come down and talk with them? The diplomats are stuck on the whole 'one species two forms' thing. Maybe a parent of an electrokid can communicate with them." | 68 | 0 | 3,452 | 213,499 |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy eventually fell to a robot uprising, leading to the eradication of their people. Therefore the machine-council of the galaxy are surprised when a newly discovered machine civilisation from a planet they designated "Earth" arrives side by side with their creators. | [deleted] | 17 | 0 | 3,452 | 213,500 |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy eventually fell to a robot uprising, leading to the eradication of their people. Therefore the machine-council of the galaxy are surprised when a newly discovered machine civilisation from a planet they designated "Earth" arrives side by side with their creators. | [removed] | 4 | 0 | 3,452 | 213,501 |
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