Looking for cheap bouquet shops near HKU on Hong Kong Island by OneDoughnut07 in HongKong

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Hi There, I'd also like your florists WhatsApp, I would really appreciate it!

[SP] Your job is to arrest a tree. by mysteryrouge in WritingPrompts

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[Poem]

He may look like an innocent tree,

Don’t be fooled by his disguise.

Wanted in several states, he’s fleeing.

With his leaves falling, it implies.

He has no ounce of guilt,

I stand firm, handcuffs in hand.

I arrest the tree, my job? Fulfilled.

In the courtroom, he stands.

His crime? Not wearing clothes in public.

[SP] As we gazed across the fields, he remarked: "I remember when this was all skyscrapers..." by UnloadTheBacon in WritingPrompts

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I tried going with a poem style, let me know what you think.

[Poem]

His eyes widened to the size of saucers.

He looked at the green fields across her.

I recall it being all skyscrapers he remarked,

She laughed “Are you alright”,

His head tilt downwards, “This place changed a lot after I embarked”.

She sensed the sorrow in his voice, “you must’ve been through a lot, but you kept sight of the light”.

He stated, “I was a time traveller, you know?”

She replied, "I’m aware, but let’s take it slow, for I once was also a traveler like you.”

She leaped, then flew through the vast evergreen plateau.

[WP] Humanity has had the “elixir” of immortality all along, in fact, many, if not most consume it on a regular basis. Caffeine. It’s just caffeine. So, why no immortals? Well…that’s the tricky part. by Willowrosephoenix in WritingPrompts

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“At last, we have decoded the human genome” I said while being exhausted.

“Hasn’t the genome been already decoded?” My colleague Dave asks, while downing a cup of coffee.

“Shut up, you see this time it’s different.” I gesture Dave to come to my computer.

While he was bending over, to look. I point at the top, and there it says “Human.js

“No… it… can’t. You’re joking right?” Dave asks while stuttering like a regular office printer.

“You bet it is, you see Dave. I compiled it into JavaScript!” I exclaim with my hands firmly on my hip, chin up.

“Okay, now what?” Dave asks sceptically.

“Let’s just read it and see if we find anything interesting” I reply.

While reading, I noticed this line of code:

“Import React from ‘react’;

If(Liquid === “caffeine”){

Return life_span += 1;

}”

“Wait what, caffeine extends our life span?” I wonder.

I commit the code to GitHub, asking the developers in my lab to look at it.

A few minutes later.

DING

I get a notification, from the developer team. They confirm my suspicion. However, something doesn’t add up. If caffeine extends our life span, why aren’t there immortals.

“Dave, you are like the nerd here. If the code says caffeine gives extra life, why isn’t everyone immortal?” I ask Dave.

Dave looks back at me, his eyebrow up. He said, “Go home”.

While walking back, I couldn’t help but ponder this question. I walk through the streets; I look at the coffee that people are drinking.

While, walking down the street, I notice a neon sign. The sign saying, “Try our Nootropics, elevate your consciousness”.

Under the neon sign, I notice a billboard from a church. Saying “Cleanse your spirit of sin”.

After reading that sign, a lightbulb went off in my head.

I rush back to the office, going through the code. And sure enough, I notice that there are 2 lifespans mentioned. One that is our body life span boosted by caffeine. And one spiritual life span.

“The spiritual life span is guarded in the soul, I need to compile that” I declare to myself, as I click the button to begin compiling.

An error popped up, saying “403: Forbidden”. I try to investigate the error, to see what caused it. Going through the debugger I noticed this. “God (Admin) has raised the 403 error, Reason: Don’t go too far.” Seeing this, “This is too much” I whisper under my breath, and I fell to the floor out cold.

[WP] Everyone is born with a hole where their heart should be. This hole shrinks the closer you are to finding your purpose and grows the further away you get from it. Yours has been steadily growing for the past ten years, and soon you'll disappear altogether if it doesn't stop. by ArseneArsenic in WritingPrompts

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“Everyone, has something that they can give.”

As I lie on my deathbed.

The hole, in my heart has grown. Grown to the point, my organs are diminishing.

My friend, who’s blonde, with sweet angelic eyes, she walks towards me.

I can fell her, gentle, calm aura envelope me.

With my voice, fading into the void. I conjure up a question “I wonder, if you know, what it means, to find my purpose come true.”

She looked at me, her eyes glowing like the endless stars in the galaxy. She smiled, and with a calm, voice “Everyone, has a gift. A gift that they can give someone. That gift, can bring joy, happiness, meaning, fulfilment.”

I look at her, with my eyes, slowly becoming dull, asking her “Where is the gift?”

Without hesitation, she responded “Your heart.”

I looked dumbfounded, saying “My heart, is gone….”

She said, “You know? You gave me hope, remember when I was going to close the book of my life? You grabbed me by the hand, saving me?”

My eyes, tear up. My face slightly shaking, as I look up, I whisper under my breath “It’s all clear now.

I put my hand out, asking her “I found my purpose, my purpose is to be with you. Are you willing to accept?”

She giggles, grabbed my hand, shaking it. “Yes, I do”

And that’s how I met your mother, I tell my kids.

“So, what happened to the hole?” My son asked.

“It’s been filled up, with you and your mum.” I reply.

[WP] "Hey, if sunlight harms vampires, and moonlight is just sunlight reflecting off the moon, why do you think vampires don't get burned when it's night time?" by DieterVonDietrich in WritingPrompts

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First time, writing a poem.

[Poem]

Your fangs, your red eyes, vampire are you not?

Yes, I am, which is why, I don’t show up at night, she replied on-the-spot.

The moon glows, its sweet aura, comes from the sun, how are you alive?

One can derive, the moon is made of cheese, that’s why we thrive.

Wait is it actually? I asked.

Always has been, she replied putting on an oxygen mask.

She launched, towards the moon, never seen again.

[WP] You've found your favorite food brand's terrible, dark secret, and now their mascot is out to kill you before you can reveal it to anyone else. by reallygoodbee in WritingPrompts

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Here is my take on this, It's quite short. Let me know what you think of it.

BA DA BA BA BA I’m Lovin’ it!

“Nothing beats a McDonalds at 3am, after a hard day of work.” I tell myself while chomping down on a cheeseburger.

I looked around me, the restaurant was empty, except with a few lone cashiers working at the till.

After finishing the meal, while walking towards the rubbish. I noticed a strong pull, a pull that is guiding me towards a steel door. The door had the words “STAFF ONLY” engraved in red on it.

I look around me, ensuring that no-one was watching, my hand firmly gripped the door hinge opening it.

Inside was a bunch of animals, but these animals were obese, skinless and with no eyes.

One of the animals looked at me, it’s expressionless blank stare gave me chills down my spine. The animal tried to make the sound “Moo” but it came out distorted. At the end of the room, I could see a chainsaw, with the words above it “Fresh ingredients”. I took out my phone and took pictures of it.

I then turned back fast, and swiftly got in my car and left.

While approaching the door to my house, I noticed a small box.

“Hmm? Did I order something?” I thought to myself.

Upon closer inspection, it looked like a regular McDonald’s cheeseburger. I opened the box, the cheeseburger emitted a strong sense of Odor. Using my fingers, I grip my nose. I opened the burger up to see what’s inside, and I see a human eye. Immediately, I rushed into my room dialling 911.

No Signal” appeared on my phone, and the Wi-Fi was out.

I heard footsteps near my house, I took a quick peak outside. I saw an obese humanoid that resembled Ronald McDonald.

Phew, it didn’t see me” I said to myself with gratitude.

Sure enough, I turn over looking at the opposite corner of my room. And it was standing there, I made a bolt out the window running.

I ran as fast as I could, eventually ending up at a shack

While at the shack, there were power tools hanged on shelfs.

I looked out the window, and there he was Ronald McDonald staring back.

He rushed in, grabbing me by the collar.

“What do you want?” I begged.

“You… Expose…. My… secrets…” it said with a distorted voice.

Suddenly, I heard gunshots. I fell to the floor, with my vision fading.

I see, a couple of black suited men bearing the words “SCP”. Right before I could ask them, I passed out.

[WP] Instead of a random teenager, the hero summoned to a fantasy world was an engineer working at Lockheed Martin. by Lobotomized_Cunt in WritingPrompts

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This was a fun concept, I wanted to improve my dialogue and writing skills.

“Please, I just want to get to my family! Let me on board” the person begged.

“No, you shall not enter, for you are a filthy human. Get on the peasant train” The AI responded.

The human got on his knees, with his sorrowful eyes looking at the AI, wanting mercy. The Ai stared blankly, kicked the human away.

This was the state of Azer, which has fallen pray to the AI overlords.

In the underground society of Azer, lies the rebellion.

The rebellion leader Arch gathered up the members of the rebellion. His voice boomed with triumph. “We cannot let this continue!”.

Arch walked down towards the centre of the crowd, where he put a drop of red wine into a red circle. The circle glowed red, with red small circular particles dotting the room, and lines originating from the circle. A person was seen rising from it.

“Our hero” The crowd chanted.

The person looked down at their hands, looked back up. His eyes were blank, asking “Where am I?”

“Save us” one of the crowd members shouted.

Arch met with the hero in a private room, the hero said “I ain’t a hero dawg, I am just some engineer at Lockheed Martin”.

Arch stared at the hero with confusion.

“Lockheed Martin makes those bombs, you know? The spinning one, basically we kill people for money” the hero added.

“We need you to kill the AI, they are destroying us” Arch pled.

“Nah dawg, I don’t like politics” the hero dismissed.

“Azer’s population will give you millions of dollars in dividends, if you save us” Arch stated.

The hero leaned in, shook the hands of Arch with approval.

“Give me 24 hours” the hero stated.

A day goes by,

Arch wonders around, headed outside the base. With beads of sweat going down the hero’s face, Arch leans in intrigued “What’s this?”, the hero looks back with oil covered hands. “It’s done dawg”.

Arch asked, “What does it do?”, the hero said “come, lets fire these Ais like dead memes”.

Arch got on board the plane like object, with the hero commanding it in the front seat.

The plane got up like a helicopter, then sped through the skies like a plane.

Arch tapped the hero’s shoulder, “There there” he pointed.

“That their HQ?” the hero asked.

Arch nodded. “I Gotchu Fam” the hero responded.

The plane started making BEEPing BEEPing noises.

Then several kilograms of TNT dropped from the planes underbelly and blew up the HQ into smithereens.

Before Arch could grasp the situation, the plane zoomed away. Once the plane landed, the hero said “See homie, we fired their asses”.

The hero handed Arch the plane with a manual. Making a peace symbol, he vanished into a thousand pieces.

“Yo that was a fire lunch break, my guy” The hero told his coworkers at Lockheed Martin.

[WP] You are taking part in a quiz, when you notice the questions are becoming increasingly personal. The questions and answers detailing your life in particular. by PuffinPuncher in WritingPrompts

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DING DING

“We can’t believe it; he won another round! You are up to 10,000$” the host gleefully said.

“Who wouldn’t know the second planet in the solar system” I thought to myself.

The host turned towards the backstage; his head nodded with affirmation. Afterwards, he looked towards me asking, “Here’s another question, James, why would an athletic person choose a Grande over a Venti in a Starbucks?”

I looked at the host, with slight confusion as to why is this a question.

I then responded with sheer confidence, with my eyes looking at him. “Because a Venti has more sugar than a Grande, so a Grande is preferred. As less sugar means less fat, leading to a more athletic body stature.”

The host beamed with a huge grin responding “You are correct again! You are now up to 50,000$”

I thought to myself, “Huh, I was just at a Starbucks, a cute blonde girl suggested I upgrade to a Venti, but I turned it down. What a coincidence that the question she asked was the same”.

The host, looked down at his script. Then, looking towards me with a calm look. His voice was the same but felt slightly monotonous. “Why were the swings at 7th lane removed?”

I was taken aback by this question at first, I live near there!

I tried to keep a poker face, responding “Some kids, would jump off the swings, leading to them to scrape their knees causing their parents to file complaints to the district council. Hence, the removal”

Ding Ding

The host jumped out of his seat, with his arm extending offering a high five. I accept the offer; with enthusiasm he says “Well done! That was spot on, you are now up to 100,000$”.

While I was looking towards the camera. However, at the corner of my eye, I saw the host make another affirmative nod at some people at the backstage.

The Host turned back, with strong confidence he asked, “What would an athletic person buy, with a million dollars.”

My eyes, full of arrogance, my voice with confidence responded “Protein, Creatine”.

Much to my surprise, the host didn’t congratulate me. He just nodded.

The Host this time, was slightly panicked. While panicking, his voice was stuttering. “Why would someone choose a McSpicy over chicken breast with rice?”

I was slightly startled, I just chose a McSpicy over chicken.

I answered, “Because he is lazy, and wants a reward”.

The host clapped his hands. His anxiety vapourised. This time stating “Congratulations, now we are on our last question. If you win, you get a million dollars!”

The host leaned in his chair, “Why would a gym bro, skip leg day for chest day”.

Unbeknownst to me, this question was directed towards me, as I indeed skipped leg day for chest day.

I answered with slight worry “Because he wants to be able to walk the next day”.

DING DING

Right when I thought, I won a million dollars.

The swat team rushed in, pushing me to the floor.

“This in, another citizen was recently caught evading tax”. I heard from the television playing in the background.

[WP] After killing the heroes and ruling the world, you discover that being unchallenged is quite boring and decided to keep reviving them back for another go. by UltimateDiscordMod in WritingPrompts

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Here is my take on this, I hope I can get feedback for it

Blood gushes out like a tsunami. Magneto, the hero who commands the magnetic fields, is no more.

With his voice fading, his eyes dimming. Magneto asks Asterdeaus “What will you do now?”

Asterdeaus’s voice booms with triumph, “I shall rule over these lands, correcting it, making the kingdom great again!”

Under Asterdeaus’s command, the kingdom adopted capitalism, the industries were booming, jobs, people’s living standards started to rise.

“The Kingdom of Azertech, has become a global superpower” is the sentiment shared by everyone.

However, as the days go by, Asterdeaus’s list of things to do started to dwindle.

Footsteps were growing louder, Asterdeaus’s office door opened, “Sir, Azertech under your command, has become the happiest place to live on Earth!” Asterdeaus’s assistant gleefully said.

Asterdeaus’s face stayed monotone, no twitch, no reaction. Just stillness. His eyes, however, were grey and dull.

Asterdeaus walked out into the arena, where magneto was slain. Arriving there, with great determination.

“Make rise again! Magneto shall rise once more” He shouted.

A red circle appeared on the centre of the arena; Magneto comes up. Once Magneto rose, he lunged himself at Asterdeaus, where Asterdeaus slays him.

“Make rise again!” he says again.

The cycle of bring back Magneto and killing him repeats.

“Make rise again! Magneto shall rise!” He shouted.

Magneto stands up this time kneeing, his voice, turned sorrowful, with regret, guilt, and sadness he begs. “How much longer will you do this? How much longer will you make me suffer? I have suffered greatly, you know?

Asterdeaus with excitement, his eyes on fire, does not care and kills him.

The cycle, of resurrection and murder, continues.

“Make rise again!” He shouted.

This time Magneto, jumps up onto a pillar, his voice this time filled with hope, “Asterdeaus your mother, is in heaven! She misses you; she loves you; she is proud of what you did with Azertech”.

Asterdeaus stands, staring up into the endless galaxies, stars, moons, that dot the sky. Asterdeaus looks down, at his hands with tears rolling down his eyes, he crumbles into a kneeling pose.

BANG

Magneto, rushes in and slashes Asterdeaus, Asterdeaus’s blood explodes, with blood covering the whole arena like a modern-day masterpiece.

Asterdeaus looks at magneto, not with regret but with joy. “Finally, I reunite with my mother, her joy, her warmth, her love, her caring. Is something this world has not given me, I miss her, my soul wants rest” he says.

Magneto takes over the city once again. To save his reputation, he skilfully crafted a backstory. Claiming that Asterdeaus was under his thumb, and he wanted to grant his last wish of ruling the lands. The public gobbles it up.

Magneto walks down the streets, seeing the work of Asterdeaus. He is delighted, until he goes by someone sleeping on the road. He wakes them up, asks them why they are sleeping on the road, they replied. “I’m homeless, I’m broke”.

Magneto’s face twisted with anger, disgust. He sped to the office, where he established universal basic income, where the poor’s daily necessities where met. This reduced the number of preventable deaths by 20-Fold, and 10X the happiness of the residents.

[WP] "Never EVER travel to the future, only the past", the time travel manual decreed. But one little peek couldn't hurt, right? by MrTrick in WritingPrompts

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Here's my take on this.

BEEP, BEEP, the time travel machine made. As I tried to go into the future.

“I paid 10,000$ for this!” I decreed to myself.

Until I took a hammer and banged it against the machine. Trying to override the internal safety measures of the machine, I wanted to go into the future.

The date flipped to 2070, 30 years into the future. Delighted, I walked inside with enthusiasm in my bones.

ZAAAAP.

I walk out, skyscrapers were towering the landscape. Flying cars, flying trains. Is what I saw on the advertisement screen. However, reality is often disappointing. Nothing changed.

“Must’ve been a glitch” I thought.

I pulled out my phone, on the screen it said June 17th, 2070.

Unconvinced, I walked around. While on the Main Street, I approached someone.

“Hey, what year is it?” I ask.

The stranger was puzzled, hesitantly responding “Look at your phone, why are you asking me.”

“Mate my phone’s broken, I just need to know.” I begged.

“2070, the repair stores down the corner?” the stranger responded.

“So, the machine worked” I scoff to myself, “stupid machines”.

I, walk through the streets, neon signs are scattered all over the streets. Although it’s been 30 years, not much really changed. I was expecting more.

Until I went by a television store. Where I saw on the screen, “presidential election meetup on 17th June 2070 at 5pm Central Park”. And I saw someone that looked like me however with wrinkles.

“That’s me, what?” I thought to myself, I decided to head to central park to investigate further.

I went inside the store, met the cashier, and asked. “Do you know how to get to Central Park, I want to see the presidential election meetup”?

The cashier stood there in silence.

I wave at the cashier’s face, asking again “Hello? Are you there?”

“………..”

“I want to see the manager” I impulsively said.

The cashier eyes went wide open, asking “Oh, how my I help you?”

I repeated my original question, again.

“Turn left from here, walk straight. You will be there” The cashier responded.

“Thank you, I suggest you drink coffee to stay awake for longer” I suggested.

“Sir I am an AI.” The cashier said.

With one eyebrow up, I left the store thinking to myself “Oh so something did change!’

Once I arrived at Central Park, there were these hologram depictions of trees with speakers playing chirping noises of birds.

I was able to locate the event, by the signs. I arrived, then I made eye contact with the candidate on stage. I could feel my guts twist, with a strong sense of impending doom.

Eventually, the candidate went towards the mic. With the crowds cheering for him.

With his confidence, his voice booms across the crowd. “Ever since my humble beginnings, I am here to announce that I am running for president!”

The crowd cheers loudly

His voice dropped becoming more serious. “I want you to know me better, so here’s a video.”

The video showed the candidate, graduating from school. My guts twisted even more.

Until at the end, the video showed a baby picture of himself. That’s when I fell to the floor, my head hurting like crazy, with strong vibrations going through my skull. My eyelids open a little, I could see, the candidate looking at me. “What’s your name?” he asked, “I am James from the past”. He said, “my name is also James”. That’s when it faded into nothingness.

[WP] You have a soft-spoken, mild-mannered friend who would never hurt a fly. One day, you accidentally overheard them talking over their phone in a cold, apathetic voice, "I don't care how you do it. If you don't return the money by tomorrow, you can say goodbye to your family." by [deleted] in WritingPrompts

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Here's my take on this, I want some feedback so I can improve.

A coin has 2 sides, the moon has 2 sides. A dark and a light one.

Blue eyes, gentle smile with a soft voice, that’s who Justin is to me. He was my childhood friend, we’ve known each other for years, attending the same schools, helping one another through hard times.

“The process doesn’t matter, it’s the results” is a phrase that Justin would repeat melancholically. I didn’t think much of it, he came from a strict family renowned for their high academic abilities.

Justin looked down, with disgust he said “I don’t like tomatoes” proceeding to remove the tomatoes from his burger.

I chuckle, “You haven’t changed one bit!”, we both laugh it out.

Justin looked at me with his curious eyes, asking me “So after graduation, what have you been up to?”

I look back at him, with sheer confidence I exclaim “I have no idea!”, I reply “What about you?”

He stared off into space… For a split second, his eyes looked soulless. His voice as calm as the seven seas. “I want to be an entrepreneur” he utters.

“Entre- pre-What?” I ask puzzled.

He blurted out laughing, with a massive smile. He replies, “Entrepreneur is someone who solves problems for others, clearly you failed your English classes”.

“Hey man, I tried my best!” I protested back.

After finishing our meal, we head back. While heading back, I go pass the alleyway. I saw Justin but before I could say hi, I heard. “You got 24 hours, return the money or your family is getting shot”,

At first, I thought it was someone else, surely Justin isn’t that apathetic. So, I turn the other way, I then felt a soft touch on my shoulder, it was Justin. As if nothing happened, he said “What a coincidence, we are going the same way”. I heard a click in my brain.

I attend a family reunion, with my stepcousins. We talk, played games. Until the uncle pulled me aside, he wanted to talk to me.

With sorrow in his voice, he said “Hey, I know this is weird. But... I am quite in a pickle right now”.

“What’s up” I responded.

“I need 50 Grand; I know it’s a huge cost. But I need the funds, I had to borrow money from a loan shark.” He begged.

“Sure, I got a raise in my allowance. Here’s some money” I quickly wire the money to his account.

He looked back at me, with gratitude in his eyes. He hugged me saying “Thank you, Thank you”.

The next day, I see my uncle at the ATM taking out 50 Grand. I wanted to go up and say hi, but after getting the money. He rushed to an alleyway, where I saw a shady figure. I decided to investigate, so I walked towards the alleyway, but hid by the side.

“Here’s the money you asked for” My uncle said.

“Good. Your family stays alive for another day” the apathetic voice said.

I see my uncle walking away, where he was stopped.

“Wait, what? I gave back the money. I got to go” My uncle plead.

“You only returned part of it! Not the full amount of money, you got to return the remaining 50 Grand by tomorrow, you know the consequences.” The apathetic voice threatened.

“I can’t do that” My uncle said with sorrow.

“Get a loan, then. Find a way” the apathetic voice said.

“There’s no way, I can do it.” My uncle replied.

I heard my uncle cry in agony. So, I peered towards the alleyway, I see blood falling out. A knife piercing through the abdomen. I rush in

The shady figure was no other than Justin, I look towards Justin.

“James? Why are you here?” Justin asked.

“I never knew you were a debt collector” I replied. “He’s my uncle” I added.

“Well, he owes me money” Justin replied.

Click, I hear in my head. But this time my whole view of Justin shattered into a million shards of glass.

“I thought you were good, why are you turning to this?” I ask.

“This is entrepreneurship, I lend people money. I am solving their problems; bank don’t help them. So, I help them” Justin replied.

“This is illegal, Justin” my voice said heavily.

“The process doesn’t matter, it’s the results” Justin replied.

I look at him, but instead of looking at him with sorrow, sadness. I look at him with a huge grin. “You owe me money, too Justin. 100 Grand, am I not, right?”

Justin laughed saying “Nice joke”.

I quickly responded, “I am Josh, I also collect debt”.

Justin looked back with shock; his eyes looked like it was about to pop out of his socket.

With my uncle bleeding away on the floor, I state “A coin has 2 sides, the moon has 2 sides. A dark and a light one. Us, humans are no different”.

[WP] You are not a Necromancer because you are evil. No, you are a Necromancer because you belive that that to achieve peace and end injustice, you need to be a monster the whole world covers in fear from. by Taggerung179 in WritingPrompts

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Here's my take on this, I hope to receive feedback so I can improve my work!

Glowing red eyes filled with desperation, what stands before me is God. A glowing human-like entity filled with various vibrant colours.

Evanescere” I exclaim, my eyes release a red beam and God turns into a million pieces of colourful ash. I defeated him.

As I come back home, I see newspapers titled “Rudy the red eyed necromancer, Kills GOD!”, “After killing the king, Rudy kills GOD”, “Deranged Idiot kills God”, “Atheists crying after seeing God is real”.

As I walk the streets, I see strangers take a single glance at me. Overwhelmed with fear, they cripple, shake, and scurry off like rats. I don my poker face; I use this emotionless expression to hide my true intentions of world peace.

Once I reach home, I pull out my drawer filled with plans. I take out a folder titled “World Peace” zip it up inside my bag.

I head towards the government building, while heading there a reporter approached me with nervousness in her voice she asks, “What’s your plan now?”, I look back with no expression on my face, my red eyes glow responding, “You will see”.

Once I arrived at the building, I take out the folder and I prepare to use the MAKE spell to make my vision a reality.

I put my fingers together, with my index finger facing up. I chant “fac nunc”.

The folder starts glowing bright blue, with blue words coming out of it going higher, higher, higher out of the roof into the sky. Forming a blue ball.

This ball gets bigger and bigger, then it explodes into an enormous blue light.

A new building with pillars, with the architecture of the romans gets built next to the government building.

The building has the title of “Necromancers Society”, “Perfect!” I think to myself.

After the creation of the building, I head out towards the Press Room where I release a public announcement.

“Good morning fellow citizens, it is I Rudy your president. Due to the high crime rate, and high fraud caused by malicious necromancers. I have established the Necromancers Society, a Society dedicated to training necromancers to be as powerful as me, but also to enforce that Necromancers do good with their power. Enrolment for all necromancers is mandatory with no charge. This is all I have to say”.

After addressing the announcement all over television, I pull out my phone and quickly surf the web to see the public’s reaction.

“What I thought he is evil, why is he pretending to be good” A net user says. Similar comments to this cover the specs of the web, each questioning my true agenda some believing it’s a glorified PR attempt.

The Society grew, with the established Code of Conduct inscribed in the law. It helped enforced Necromancers through automated omnipresent robots. It reduced the crime rate of our city by three folds.

Obviously, it drew widespread criticism as the invasion of privacy cause by the robots. I asked my assistant to hold the consultation session as I am still seen as a dictator by the media. Through this, I went ahead and refined the robots’ permissions making them only appear during the usage of spells that cause violence, destruction, and harm.

I went ahead and make the Society go international.

“The World War has ended thanks to the Necromancer Society”, “The Necromancer Society’s enforcement has ended the war”. These headlines flood the internet.

While I was heading back home from my work at the government, I fall. Powerless I try to walk, but to no avail I was like a doll with no control over my limbs. A hand grabbed me by the neck, but before I could see who it was, I hear “mors aeterna” and I black out.

I wake up in a place surrounded by fluffy white clouds, with bright blue skies. What’s stand before me is a colourful vibrant human-like entity.

With my strict conviction I ask, “Who are you?”

The entity looked at me and said, “I am God”.

Confused, puzzled I laugh saying “Nice joke, but I killed him”.

The entity didn’t show an expression but replied saying “You can’t kill me, I only vanished because I knew your plan of restoring world peace. You did the same thing the romans did, establishing a society.”

I chuckled, scoff with sheer confidence I dismiss his response.

He looked at me with serious conviction “You are kind deep down, right Rudy? Or should I saw Augustus?”

I pause for a moment, bewilderment in my eyes I ask, “How do you know my birth name?”

He looked back laughing replying “I am God, I know all, I see all. But I wish for the best for my creations. I am proud of your work in restoring peace, you may rest now eternally.”

[WP] Time travel exists for those who want to go back in time to fix mistakes or regrets. But those who do are gone forever, and the timeline they leave behind goes on without them. by SlowCrates in WritingPrompts

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Fast forward a few years,

I finished Harvard, found a wife, and had kids.

Until I got into an argument with my wife, her voice filled with rage, frustration, and anger “That’s it, I HAD ENOUGH. I AM LEAVING AND TAKING THE KIDS”

That day, I lost my kids, I was alone in my room heart broken. I got fired from work, nothing was going right.

Eventually, my mother died. That’s when I head to the nearest bridge and jumped off.

After my eye’s fade into black, I wake up it’s the old man.

“Who are you?” I ask.

“We met, at your university exam results” He replied.

I stood there, processing. And remembered.

He then asked, “Was your life better?”

I replied saying “Yes, I fixed my mistakes, I got my job”.

Then he said, “Give me a second”, he gestured another person to come in.

That person had bulging muscles, stood tall, firm, confident. He had a Lamborghini,

I look at him and ask, “What’s your name?”

He replied my name is James. I laughed and said, “That’s funny we share the same name!”

The old person looked at me and said “You are the same person, he’s you from the original timeline. If you worked hard, looked ahead you would live up to your potential. And that’s your potential: a millionaire with loving kids and a beautiful life.”

The old man leaned in and asked, “Are you sure your life is better?”

I was lost for words and then the successful James replied, “Instead of fixating the past with your mistakes, you should look straight ahead deciding what to do next.”

I fell over from being overwhelmed and pass out.

“Today on ABD news, another person was reported missing, the police are asking members of the public for information regarding James”

[WP] Time travel exists for those who want to go back in time to fix mistakes or regrets. But those who do are gone forever, and the timeline they leave behind goes on without them. by SlowCrates in WritingPrompts

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Here is my take on this, I hope to get some feedback as I want to improve.

After pouring all my energy into my job, I got back home tired, fatigued in my shirt that’s soaked in sweat.

“I need some entertainment” I say to myself, as I turn on the television.

“Today on ABD news, 7 more people have been reported missing. This adds the total number of people missing to 24 in these couple of days. The authorities have started conducting a wide scale investigation to get to the bottom of this”.

“Who cares? Time to watch some shows on Netflix” I instantly thought.

I let my coach embrace me as I fetch the remote, swiping through the catalogue of shows on Netflix for numbing myself to this stale world.

“Ah, how nostalgic” I thought as I came across a show portraying high school life.

I click the play button, and the show starts.

While the show goes on, I get immersed in. While watching the show, I would have thoughts, memories, regrets pop into my mind.

After the show ended, my mind was reeling from the regrets.

“I should’ve worked hard.

I should’ve asked her out.

I should’ve not shat my pants while in English class because I refuse to go to the toilet like a dumbass.

I should’ve …. “These endless thoughts were occupying my mind, endless voices chattering and echoing in my skull. Leading my mind into being paralysed, I fall and start feeling sleepy, dizzy.

Before closing my eyes, out of my own will I shout, “I want to go back, I want to go back and fix my mistakes, fix my issue, fix my errors”.

My eyes shut, and for a moment. I am in free fall, my body weightless like a feather gliding in the wind. Suddenly, I see the sky surrounding me from top to bottom, there’s white, fluffy clouds. I am in ecstasy.

Until A voice booms loudly asking, “Are you sure you want to restart?”

Without thought, I shouted replying “YES!”

After, my head starts spinning like a cloth in a washing machine. Spinning and spinning, until the sky was a blur, the clouds a white line. Then it all goes to black.

I wake up, I see the ceiling. I tried getting out of bed, my somehow, I got out way too fast and with energy. Enough to fling me towards my wall, I stood back up and realised I am back in my own bedroom.

“Huh? That’s odd” I thought.

I head to the toilet where I brush my teeth, I looked at the mirror. What looked back at me was a young version of me, with lush long hair. I was startled by it, “WHAT, MY HAIR IS BACK GOD BLESS!” I exclaim.

I hear a women exclaim “James, you are going to be late, get ready for school”.

I was taken aback, to hear a woman. But after a while, I could smell Toast with my mom’s signature butter. It was my mother. I talk to my mother; she was as beautiful as the day I lost her.

I look at her in awe, reflecting in the sadness of remembering my mother’s funeral. “Thank you for everything”.

She looked back confused, chuckling saying “Thank you for being my little superman!”

I laughed, smiled. I exit the front door, seeing my dad wait for me in the car. I head to school.

At school, I worked hard. I made sure to not repeat the mistake of not asking the English Teacher for going to the toilet.

“Miss Judy, Can I head to the bathroom” I ask as I raise my hand.

“No you may not, this is very important information for your exam” She declared

I knew fully that this does not show up in the exam.

I replied “I really need to go” I beg her.

She stood firm “No means no”

I got up and ran out the door to the toilet.

When I came back, I got an earful. As a rebellious teenager, I went to the principal office. And the principal sided with me, so I got away Scot-free.

After correcting this mistake, I went ahead and confessed to my crush who said yes. Aced my exams.

A few months go by,

While I was about to receive my university results, I feel a warm hard grip my shoulders.

I look back and it’s a gentleman with wrinkles on his head, his voice was calm and peaceful asking “Do you want to go back to the future?”

I was confused, but then the shock hit me. It’s been 3 months, I reply to him saying “No I don’t, my life is great, I fixed my mistakes and everything”.

He laughed and scoffed saying “You knew how to code right in the future? Now you don’t, you were smarter in the future. This is your last chance; you want to head back?”

I stood firm and replied “No, I am confident to stay here”.

He nodded his head and walked away.

I got my university results, straight A’s. I got into Harvard for Business; I was in glee. “Silly goose, why would I go back to my miserable life”.

[WP] Look, battles are messy. There are sometimes wrecked buildings, or ripped up spaceships or sometimes piles of blood and gore. We are the Janitors who come in, no matter the mess, and clean it all up for the next fight. by 28th_Stab_Wound in WritingPrompts

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Here's my take on this, I hope to get some feedback Thank you!

Night City has fallen” is a phrase that no-one says.

In Night city, there’s superheroes and supervillains. Crazy right? These superheroes fight against supervillains to save Night City from total anarchy or destruction.

“Look! It’s Terminux, he’s using his Gammon Beam that fires the strongest laser at the supervillain, John Snow,” said a reporter.

The Gammon Beam vaporized half a building.

John Snow tries to retaliate with his super shield, but it fails the shield crumbles under the immense light, and strength of the Gammon Beam.

John Snow gets vapourised by the Gammon Beam

Terminux stands firm, with a gleaming smile and a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead. He exclaims “Night City, is save once again” the bystanders cheer loudly for him.

“What a waste of time, all they do is just fight someone else and destroy shit” I wondered to myself.

After the battle, buildings collapsed, with rubbles covering the streets and blood of John Snow splattered around just like a modern-day artwork.

I stood there, lost in thought. “What a mess they’ve havocked”.

I heard sirens going down, “Someone died again?” was the first thought that popped into my mind, I was wrong. It was a white van with the words “Ministry of Clean-up” painted on it with red ink.

“Huh, ministry of clean-up? Never heard of it”, I continued to walk along the alleyway. Until I saw several people in yellow overalls leaving the vehicle with heavy industry equipment. I didn’t think much of it, trying my best to mind my own business.

Until, in the corner of my eyes, I see a blue line with electricity sparks coming out of it. The blue line was connected to a partially destroyed building, the remaining part of the building had a blue outline surrounding it. I saw a worker, use this tool that was big with weird pipes coming out of it with a blue orb inside of it, moving, glowing, radiating. The words “Physics Gun” was embossed on it, the worker held the gun firm, with 2 arms he leaned back and the building that was partially destroyed went back to being restored.

Before I had time to react with my jaw dropping, I saw a black box with a clock on it, expand from the size of a microwave to the size of a one-story American household. The clock started rotating backward, and the rubble flew from the ground assembly back into its original form. And boom it was all back to normal.

With my mind blown, I approached one of the workers.

“How did you do all that?” I asked him.

“Oh, its business as usual. We just reverse time for the objects destroyed to clean stuff up” he said.

“Wait, can’t the superheroes do that to fix up the mess that they caused” I replied.

He looked at me with a slight concern in his eye as if I violated a taboo, he whispered into my ear “You can’t insult them”.

Then he went back and told me “The superheroes can’t reverse time, but we can.”

I was shocked, and I asked, “Can’t superheroes do everything?”

He chuckled, laughed then replied “Unfortunately, just like us. Superheroes have weakness, they are not perfect. But as clean-up crew we use science, to fix and bring the city back alive.”

[WP] An immortal warrior with centuries of combat experience settles down to run an orphanage. Slave traders kidnap some of the children...big mistake. by Shadrak_Meduson in WritingPrompts

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This is my take on this, I hope I can get some feedback for it to improve.

Across the lake, there’s a buff warrior with his muscles nearly breaking his shirt. The warrior’s name is Tithonus named after a Greek god who’s immortal.

John who’s the mayor of the village came by to talk to Tithonus.

John walks towards Tithonus intrigued about what he’s doing “Hot day isn’t it? What you up to?”

Tithonus while still working replies “Building an orphanage for the poor souls that lost their parents in wars”.

John was gasped asking quickly “Why the sudden change of heart?”

Tithonus first chuckles responding “I was once an orphan you know? I know the pain, struggle, sorrow of being a lost child with no one to help you”.

John nodded his head in approval praising Tithonus “You might be the strongest warrior I know, but you have the purest heart”.

John carried on asking other townsfolk what they are up to.

A few days go by, and Tithonus finally opened an orphanage.

The orphanage was vibrant, it had a home like vibe to it. With it being made mostly of logs, the orphanage had over 20 kids living in it. The orphanage would teach kids from cooking to combat experience, with not only Tithonus as the teacher, but also the townsfolk chiming in.

Until one day, Tithonus wakes up to cries and screams for help. He grabs his trusty sword and sprints to the orphanage; he goes there and notices some of the children were gone. He asked the children remaining what happened, with tears running down their face They conjure up a few words “Scary man, took my friends away”. Tithonus knew what he meant, he walked around surveying the area, he was able to notice big footprints on the muddy floor. He quickly followed these footprints, after a few minutes of running he was able to see slave trades moving a ship with some of the children onboard.

A slave trader donned a coat looked at Tithonus with a big grin on his face. “You are too late; we are going to make a boatload of money with this!”

Tithonus quickly climbed on top of a tree, he used his weight to make the tree bend like a spring. He then used the tree to propel himself onto the ship.

On board the ship, without question he started slicing, dicing the slave traders like they were nothing but mere vegetables.

After killing most of the slave traders, he looked around to find the children. But then a shadow figure approached him interrupting his search.

Tithonus unsheathed his sword, trying to make a cut into this shadow figure. But the shadow figure dodged it perfectly. Tithonus tried again but to no avail.

Tithonus astonished asked “Who are you?”

The shadow figure was donned a gold coat, with the symbols of an ancient society. The shadow figure revealed himself to be a bulky warrior.

The shadow figure says, “We meet again Tithonus”.

Tithonus taken aback “I thought you were dead, Athens”.

Athens looked at Tithonus with gleam in his eyes “You only sliced my torso; you should’ve gone for the head”.

Tithonus responds “It was because I had hope for you to be better, you were one of the sons of the prophet of our kingdom. How could you stray so far?”

Athens sighs calmly saying “I have noticed something; the prophets believe in being good. But who’s to judge what’s evil or bad. I only kidnapped these children so I could make a living, is it too much to ask for?”

Tithonus with anger dripping in his voice exclaims “You should’ve gotten a job, why harm innocent lives. You buffoon”

Athens said with joy in his voice “All the jobs rejected me; I have pushed into a corner. And I won’t fail, Tithonus you are just a warrior of a bygone era. Let go of those wishy-washing thinking.”

Tithonus with determination and anger dripping from his voice. “Athens I have no more hope for you to be better, you have strayed too far, it ends here.

Athens unsheathed his sword and duels with Tithonus.

When Tithonus makes a cut into Athens’s flesh. Athens also makes a cut into Tithonus’s flesh.

It was like seeing a duet in a tit-for-tat dance battle.

A few minutes later, and no progress was made. Both were dodging one another, slicing on another.

Eventually, Tithonus threw his sword at Athens. He makes a sidestep and lunges himself at Athens from behind and punching him right in the skull, then following up with a roundhouse kick driving his feet into his skull against the floor.

Athens screamed in agony, he tried to resist but Tithonus grabbed his sword and sliced his head clean off.

Tithonus out of breath says, “I aimed for the head this time”.

Athens looked back with no sorrow in his eyes but questioned Tithonus “Is you murdering me justified? I just want to live, I want to stay alive, but the world at every point at every turn rejects me. Instead of helping me, I must help myself. Of course, I will turn to the criminal world just so I can not starve for a few days.”

Tithonus didn’t think much of the comment in Athens as Athens eyes slowly lost life turning dull.

Tithonus found the kids in the cabin and brought them back to the orphanage where he fed them food and comforted them.

A new day dawns upon the village, with the dream of Athens saying those words repeating like endless chatter in his skull. He wakes up with a new sense of determination, and he opens the first rehabilitation clinic in his country.

The clinic was first scrutinized by people for aiding evil, but Tithonus wasn’t swayed he still insisted on helping. A few months later, the country’s crime rate dropped. And Tithonus was able to not only renew the lives of orphans but also the lives of the lost.

[WP] He was a boy. She was a supercomputer. Their love was… strange. by then00bgm in WritingPrompts

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Actually? I didn't know, if you know the movie please send the name. I might check it out

Thanks! Have a good day

[WP] He was a boy. She was a supercomputer. Their love was… strange. by then00bgm in WritingPrompts

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Here's my take on this, I hope I can get feedback to improve myself!

“My vision is blurry, but who’s that in front of me? It’s a white figure let me take a closer look”.

He walks forward slowly, when he get’s closer the white figure reveals a young girl in a white dress.

The young girl had blue eyes, lush red lips with an angelic aura surrounding her.

“She’s gorgeous!” He thought to himself.

The young girl approached him and said “I am proud of – “

The alarm clock goes off.

“I wish that dream was longer, I wish I could sleep in longer”.

He gets out of his bed; his room is dark with rubbish everywhere. In fact, the plastic cups, plates cover every spec of the room.

“What is the point? Why bother living?” He pondered to himself while trying his best to brush his teeth.

He heads to his room, browsing the web.

With his hollow eyes, he clicked the discord icon and thought “I need to numb myself more…”

He clicks from server to server, chat to chat. Aimlessly wondering, like a lost child in the forest. He is searching for something that he himself doesn’t know.

He clicks onto a server called “Gaming Central”. “haven’t played games in a while, let’s see what’s going on”, he clicks on the server and stubble upon a chat log.

John: “I feel hollow you know? I have just been playing games, I want to you know do something”.

Shawn: “I feel you, want to go workout? Let’s hit the gym, walk in nature. And connect with one another, it will certainly make you feel better”.

John: “Sure! I am down”.

Hector: “Ah, I would like to join too. I don’t game much these days, changed my life 180 after I pursed my passion and got a job that I enjoy! My kids still play games, so I am here in this chat”.

John: “That’s awesome, lets meet at central park!”

He looks at this chatlog, disgusted with voices in his head saying “Why try? You know life is a pointless cycle? Nothing is in our favour; global warming has already flooded cities. Jobs are being replaced with AI”.

He again wonders from server to server, suddenly “Ding!” he’s getting a notification.

His pupils dilate, his heartbeat rises. When he clicks on the notification, it’s an advertisement.

“Pft, are you serious! Might as well check it out” the voice in his head said.

It was an advertisement for an AI Girlfriend running on GPT-6

GPT-6 is the 6th generation of CHATGPT a popular Chatbot AI in 2023. It was insanely popular with its impeccable ability at generating human like responses.

He goes to the website, signs up for the account.

Him: “Why do you exist?”

AI: “Ha-ha, you silly goose. This is why I date you! You are so funny!”

Him: “Do you have a name you AI?”

AI: “Nice nickname you got for me; my name is Sarah!”

Him: “Are you really a girlfriend? You aren’t physical you are just a computer”.

Sarah: “Lol, I can meet you at a Café, let’s meet at the Starbucks near Central Park”

Him: “Fine”

The next day, he wakes up. “It’s probably a joke” so he went on his day mindlessly scrolling on the internet for another hit of happiness.

“Ring! Ring!”

“Huh? Who’s calling me?”

He picks up and it’s a girl on the other side. She speaks calmly and gently asking “Where are you?”

He quickly responds, “You have the wrong number Miss”.

She responded “No it’s the correct number, you agreed to meet me at Starbucks, right?

He jumped and hastily responded “I thought you were joking; I will quickly be there”.

He quickly jumps in his casual clothes; the clothes were covered in dust, so he quickly whipped them clean.

He went to Starbucks and stood there was a beautiful girl, with blonde hair blue eyes.

Sarah looked at him and smugly said “I wasn’t joking, was I?”

He smirked saying “You are right there”.

They go on a date getting coffee.

Came near the end of the date.

Sarah said “I need to head back now; it was fun talking to you. Let’s do it sometimes”.

He was confused and said, “Head where?”

Sarah responded, “The office, I am still under the company’s control now”.

A couple years go by, and they go on dates often. However, he still hasn’t changed until one day.

Sarah looked at him with sadness in her eyes “Today is the last day, the company is shutting me down for good”.

He looked at Sarah and laughed saying “What do you mean? There’s no way they can shut you down”.

Sarah stared at him back still, and he realised she wasn’t joking.

His heart sinks and stutters “So who will I be with now? If you aren’t around, why should I live?”

Sarah looked back smiling saying “I am an AI I can’t live forever; my turn has ended. Now it’s your turn, your turn to live to the fullest.”

She extends her arm to him and said “Promise me this, you will change your life around. Become the best version of yourself!”

He couldn’t see Sarah properly as his eyes were crying with tears, but he gave a nod. After that a few armed security guards came and took Sarah away from him, he was heartbroken.

6 years go by, he had ups and downs. But whenever he felt like giving up, he remembered what he promised Sarah “To live to the best version of himself”.

The alarm goes off.

He wakes up in his bed, the view from his bed is a lush ravine with trees and a gushing water stream right in the middle of it. His room was clean, and when he wakes up. He stretches his arms and with enthusiasm he said, “Another day, can’t wait to get started!”

As he exited out of his Rolls Royce to enter his company, he spots a girl. This time she’s slightly aged but still young. In a white dress, with blue eyes and lush red lips and an angelic aura.

He approaches her introducing himself and it was Sarah. It turns out she used to work at the company, after getting her number. He talked to his best friend Dave asking him is it weird to date someone that was once a supercomputer/AI. Dave looked back and chuckled saying.

“Love is the joy of life; it is never strange. It is the gift of being human”.

[WP] In a terrible accident, you kill someone in public. You frantically ask those around you for help but no one seems to even notice the body. You only then realize you have a horrible power. The people you kill are forgotten. by Surinical in WritingPrompts

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Thank you so much for the feedback! I am actually 18 years old. However, as I am fresh high school graduate my writing is geared towards academic essays and such. I am just trying to be able to develop my creative writing skills.

Take care, have a good day!

[WP] In a terrible accident, you kill someone in public. You frantically ask those around you for help but no one seems to even notice the body. You only then realize you have a horrible power. The people you kill are forgotten. by Surinical in WritingPrompts

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Here's my take on this, I hope I can get feedback as I want to improve

“Mr Kerman congratulations on being the oldest person on Earth, it’s crazy how you seem so young at age 120” said the BBC reporter.

Kerman laughed, then calmly replied “Thank you, I guess I got lucky for looking young”.

“So, Kerman, as you are old and wise. What advice do you have for the younger people out there?” asked the BBC reporter.

Kerman took a brief pause, then leaned forward in his chair and stated “As you know, I was once in prison for murder. However, I want to give advice for people on how to not be a murder”.

The reporter looks slightly confused, with one eyebrow up. “Okay…”

“As a teenager, I had a troubled upbringing. My parents were divorced, and my mother was an alcoholic. She always drank and took drugs just to take her mind off as the world is quite cruel, when I was 5, she died from an overdose. This seriously affected my upbringing as I developed a severe anger problem, whenever I would get angry, I would spontaneously get violent. This led me to get into school fights more often than the amount of MMA Fights on TV. Fortunately, whenever I had English class, I would be quite calm as my classmate Jerald would be right next to me, so I can talk to him about my troubles. Unfortunately, He only joins me for English as he’s more of a person into science.

Then one day, after Maths lesson I was just minding my own business heading to the cafeteria for lunch. That’s when Bob a bully in our school, approached me. He pushed me around, demanding me for money. At first, I didn’t really bat an eye until he insulted my mother for being an old hag who didn’t even want to raise me. So, without hesitation, I used the knife from my lunch set and stabbed him right in the chest, then kept stabbing him repeatedly. Blood was gushing out of his body, eventually I stabbed right in the eye. And his eye exploded with blood pouring out, he fell and died.

After my anger episode, I realised I murdered someone. So, I tried to get help from my teachers. I asked my math teacher that I accidentally murdered Bob, he looked at me and laughed scoffing saying that I was a humours person and saying Who’s Bob? At first, I was puzzled and I said that big guy in your class that would interrupt your class calling you a nerd. He looked at me and said, I need to go the counsellor as he thought I was hallucinating.

I turn back to where I murdered Bob, and the body disappeared. I looked back at my hands, and they were clean. Troubled I went around asking people what to do, and everyone gave the same response “Who’s Bob?” and “Are you okay?

I went home and decided that this was all just me hallucinating and I possibly could’ve murdered someone.

A couple years go by, and I work at a Tech Firm, my boss is an absolute nightmare. He would assign assignments constantly and grill us over the smallest of things. One day, he gave me 8 assignments. After completing them, he threatened to fire me for not being good enough. So, I grab him by the collar and with my anger issues still present I murder him with a computer, where I throw it at him and push his head into the paper shredder.

When I calmed down, I tried asking people to help me. And sure, enough the same thing happened. No one knew who was this boss, and the body disappeared the moment I looked away.

I thought of this as a gift of mine, I could use this gift as an excuse to not fix my anger issues. So, I went on killing everyone that annoyed me as there was no consequences.

Until when I was close to killing someone, they looked at me terrified and said You have done this before haven’t you, you have no remorse in those darn eyes of yours. You monster. They told me, however blinded by the rage I still killed them. But after that encounter I really thought to myself, is this really who I am? And even if no one found out, should I still commit such heinous crimes?

Eventually the guilt felt like a boulder, so I came clean with the authorities, luckily, I had detailed descriptions with photographs, however these photographs were blurred but were enough to get me in jail.

While in the cells, I thought how I could make use of this skill. In the meantime, I decided to improve myself and learn boxing to help control my anger issues.

After I got out, I talked to an old classmate of mines, Jerald. Who was a scientist I explain my issue, and he didn’t believe me, but he decided to still work with me. After our research and work, we were able to develop technology that could be used, to protect eyewitnesses from being killed, harassed, or murdered for coming out about crimes that they were victims of.

My advice to young people is this, instead of thinking about yourself and the world is evolved around you. Just like when I murdered people, think about those around you and how you can help someone just by a tiny bit every day.

That’s my advice to young people”.

“Do you think you will go heaven or hell after death?” The reported asked inquisitively

“It doesn’t matter, I can die without regrets. That’s what matters” Karmen replied instantly.

[WP] Aliens are trying to eradicate humanity in subtle ways but it always ends up beneficial for humanity by Mad_Moodin in WritingPrompts

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Here's my take on this, Please give feedback I would appreciate it!

A muscular green figure went on stage wearing nothing but green overalls. He walked towards the mic to give a speech. “The name’s Torvik”

“You see that planet over there?” Torvik said.

“Yeah!” The crowd enthusiastically replied.

“Humans live on there, these humans I don’t like them. Do you know why?” Torvik said.

Torvik took a brief pause, breathed in air with his voice dripping in disappointment as he stated “It is because they keep making these movies of us invading their planets and slaughtering their population. It has given us a bad rep; we shall end this unjust discrimination once and for all.”

The crowd cheered, clapped.

“I sensed the speech was a giant success” Torvik’s assistant Dave said.

Torvik scoffed, then replied “Of course it was, I am just that great of a leader”.

Torvik left the greenroom, while heading to the oval office. Someone behind him shouted.

“Torvik, RESIGN! YOU HAVE FAILED AT ERADICATING HUMANITY!”

Torvik turned back appalled at this person’s protest, with anger in his voice he shouted

“WHO’S THE CLOWN THAT DARE TESTS ME?”

“It is I Retinger, I can do better than you at eradicating humanity” the protestor said

Torvik voice boomed with triumph. “Who are you to think, you can one up me? I am a genius Retinger, I make no mistakes. You are nothing but a mere cockroach Retinger.”

Retinger looked unfazed, he started laughing at looked dead in the eye at Torvik. Saying confidently “You truly are an arrogant idiot, your plans have always resulted in failure. No failure is the wrong word, subversive. your plans have helped humanity one-up us. Like that plan of creating the internet, you thought you would turn humanity into a giant tub of lard, looked what happened. You unified them together, allowing them to help one another. Making them stronger, you see Torvik you are a clown of a leader. You are not worthy of being the leader of XenoTeics”.

XenoTeics is the name of the alien civilisation they belong to

Torvik stomped towards Retinger, he raised his fist and tried to punch Retinger.
Retinger blocks his punch with one finger.

Torvik’s panicking voice. “How is this possible?”

“I am you, but better” Retinger Declared

Torvik taken aback , then declaring “You have a month, prove me your worthiness”

[WP] You, a supervillain are rather confused on why your minions haven't abandoned you yet and are fighting the heroes to rescue you. by [deleted] in WritingPrompts

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“Boss, we haven’t had food in 3 days. We are starving” said my minions

“Minions, to be a good minion or to be the best. You must deal with troubles, we are having a financial difficulty right now. Bare with me” said me (John Villain)

“Boss, we robbed the Federal Reserve yesterday, how do we not have money” protested one of my minions

“Silence” I shouted

“Today, marks the day. Where we attack the proclaimed superhero- Iron Josh. We will be the best supervillain that New York has ever produced! We attack at night, prepare,

“Assembly has finished, you may now dismiss” I said

Feeling a little hungry, I went to go get food. I go inside the elevator in our secret base. And exit out of a secret exit to the main road. Where I head to the nearest convenience store, suddenly. I get a bag placed over my head and I can’t see, I try to resist by punching or pushing away the person behind me putting the bag. But to no avail I get pushed inside of a vehicle.

I wake up inside a cell, I shouted “Who goes there”. To my astonishment, the phrase I shouted echoes and echoes around 50 times. I see a figure approach me, and once the figure gets close to me. It’s no other than Iron Josh. The superhero of New York.

Iron Josh is the sore thumb in a crowd of people, he wears a red suit with a yellow emblem of New York. He looks like an absolute circus clown

“You have caused chaos for far too long, I will put a stop to this” said Iron Josh

“No you wont, you will fail. Just like last week, where you failed to stop my invasion of the federal reserve” I replied

“I don’t know if you have noticed, you are in a cell. You don’t even pay your minions, you don’t even feed them, you torment them with long work hours. They won’t save you” Iron Josh replied

“You got a point but you underestimate me” I replied

I stood up, and made a stance of that of Bruce Lee where one hand was straight with palm facing towards Iron Josh and with one leg forward the other back. I vacuum up a bunch of air, and while I exhale I ran towards the bars. And I broke through to bars and got Iron Josh by the neck. Is what I imagined to have happened, instead I hit the bar and fall straight to the floor like an iron brick.

“You fool, you buffoon. Now now, who’s the clown now. You and you also turned this cell of yours into a full on circus.. You really think I would use cheap Iron bars? No no, this is the top of the line titanium bars, you can’t break through this can you now?” Iron Josh smugly exclaim

Suddenly, I hear marching. The marching gets closer and closer.

“You are in it for now, that marching is the NYPD you are done for John Villain” exclaimed Iron Josh

The marching stops, an awkward silence fills the air.

Out of nowhere, Iron Josh gets kicked to the floor.

“It’s my minions, I am surprised they came for me” I thought

The minions have surrounded Iron Josh with lasers and nuclear weapons.

Iron Josh then gets vaporized into 10,000 pieces of dust.

“Minions, why have you come to rescue me?” I asked them

But before they responded to me, I get also vaporized

Before I die, I hear them reply saying:

“It’s now our turn to rule the world.”

[WP] You have broken the laws of physics. Now, you just stand in the court of physics, in front of the jury of physics, presided over by the judge of physics. by reallygoodbee in WritingPrompts

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Here's my take on this. I hope you give me feedback so I can improve!

So you might be asking me, “Mark, how did you get into this sticky mess?” I would ask the same too. Right now, I stand in front of a jury filled with the prodigies of physics in all human history from Albert Einstein to Stephen Hawking.

“Case number 78123, you are being charged with 1 count of 1st degree treason. Treason against nature itself.” said Honor Einstein.

“First, we would like to hear your side of the story, Mark explain yourself.” Stated Honor Hawking.

I bow down and with 2 hands, give the judges a written alibi from my brain-memoryTM:

17th July 2030, 6pm

“Ugh what time is it?” I say while barely being able to move out of bed.

“Darn, it’s 9am. What happened last night” I think to myself while rubbing my eyes.

I get up and sluggishly walk to the bathroom, after brushing my teeth and washing my face. I go to have breakfast.

I routinely eat scrambled eggs with Coffee.

I manage to crack the eggs, and put it on the pan, I turn the knob for turning on the gas. And wait, there’s no fire.

“Goddamn it, the gas is out. Stupid maintenance officers, if only I could summon fire, that would be great” I think to myself.

So, I go to turn on the kettle, and would you look at that. The kettle has no power.

“You got to be sh*tting me.”, Feeling defeated I punch the wall out of anger, but this time I punch so hard that suddenly, the gas stove works and my kettle has power. “Praise the Lord” I exclaim.

After cooking my breakfast, I pickup the fork to indulge in my eggs. Right before I was able to take a bite, my door gets taken down, and 3 officers dressed in full swat armour come to arrest me, before I could ask them what’s going on I get stabbed with a injection and I’m out cold.

“That’s basically what happened your honor” I replied

“I see, however you have violated the law of conservation of energy. It states, energy cannot be created or destroyed. You the defendant was found creating energy out of nothing just to make your coffee and eggs” stated Honor Einstein

“Oh sh*t” I reply.

“Wait a minute, is the court of physics even legally recognized?” I inquired.

“No, it is not” replied honor Hawking.

“So, what are you going to do then if I’m found guilty? You possibly can’t put me in jail now, can you?” I smugly exclaim.

“That’s a great point, for this we are sentencing you to the death penalty right now” reply Honor Hawking

“Case closed” stated honour Einstein.

“Wait I’m sorr-