2020 March
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The year is 2034. Everybody has COVID19, toilet paper is but a distant memory. A young woman claims to be immune. Crowds flock around to watch her touch her own face.
2017 December
2017 March
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Posted on r/WritingPrompts: [PI] Explorers - FirstChapter - 2105 Words “Hurry up Michael,” the woman urged as she led the way forward through the brush. “Ease up Raine, you know I’m an academic right, not a field researcher?” Michael said between short breaths. It was true, he wasn’t used to this much climbing. They were almost at the hill’s peak, but the vegetation didn’t seem to taper off. The trek from base camp had taken them the better part of four hours, most of it only under the light of the second moon. “Look!” He heard Raine’s voice call out
2016 September
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Lieutenant Rogers sighed and set aside the letter. He picked up the pen and pulled out a clean sheet of paper. His handwritten reply consists of one word.
"*You're"
2016 July
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Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it :D
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My vote goes to Stay Out of My Path by /u/MindInTheClouds, it was the one I most enjoyed reading.
As an aside, I want to say I'm very happy I made it to this round of the contest. It's a pleasant surprise since I basically decided to join at the last minute and rushed out an entry on the day of the deadline. This is officially my excuse for any poor editing on my part :D
I'm fairly new to this sub, so IDK how often contests like these are held, but I look forward to participating in the next one (and I'll try to start earlier next time!). I've already learned a lot, and I'd like to say thanks to everyone who read my entry and who voted for me and gave me feedback, it's been great :D
2016 June
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So, this probably makes me totally self-serving but I might as well ask: am I allowed to vote for myself? Lol, so that I don't get zero votes! :D
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Dragon hunters
💬 Reply to '[WP] Dragons exist on Earth, but humans are still the dominant species. Write realistic stories about how life would be different.' on /r/WritingPrompts:"What? Where?" Steve muttered over the cackle of his walkie-talkie. He dropped his fork on the plateful of bacon and started packing up. "I’m nearest, I’ll be there ASAP. Have Glen and Lynn follow me as soon as possible." His companion was looking at him quizzically from across the table. "Relax, John. You didn’t screw up this time. In fact, I guess it’s time for your trial by fire." He got up and tossed him the keys. "Come on, you’re driving." John just nodded and followed as Steve got up and stepped out of the supply depot. John had been -
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At the edge of everything
💬 Reply to '[WP] At the edge of everything lies a quaint brick house and the aroma of apple pie.' on /r/WritingPrompts:“I don’t understand,” Liz said, scratching her head. “What’s not to understand?” The old man looked at her with a look that was somewhere between condescension and amusement. “There’s simply nothing there.” “You mean like, no one lives there right? Behind your house? Or is it just a steep cliff that I’d fall off if I tried to walk into whatever that mist is?” The old man shook his head, “No, no. No cliff. A cliff is something after all. There’s nothing there.” “I don’t understand,” Liz repeated, looking even more confused. “Tell you what, why don’t you go out -
/u/GenreBless in group F for "At A Loss"
Honorable Mention: /u/startoffs for "The Playmaker". These two felt like the most well-written to me, I had a hard time choosing.
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Posted on r/WritingPrompts: [PI] Two Monsters – Flashback - 1,885 “If you’re going to kill me, then kill me,” the old man said to her without a hint of fear or desperation. “If not, then stand aside.” “Are you kidding?!?” The young woman in front of him was tall and stocky, her outstretched arm holding the outgun steady not five feet in front of the old man. At this range, she would not miss. “You don’t know how long I’ve been searching for you Scorpion! You don’t deserve a quick death!” She heard the crowd milling around them start to
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May 26th, 1923
💬 Reply to '[WP] The day after a man invents the world's first time machine, he receives a mysterious letter inviting him to a dinner party to be held on the night of May 26th, 1923' on /r/WritingPrompts:The building had a nondescript white exterior, with a single grey metal door on the facade and no other hint of what lie within. I tried the knob and a metallic rattle told me it was locked. I frowned, then remembered, then pulled out the mysterious envelope I had found under my door yesterday. I mean, 93 years from now. Well, not 93 years from now for me. Yesterday for me. God, I need to figure out how to think of time again. I opened the envelope, equally nondescript as the building exterior, and shook it a bit. The small -
Keep driving
💬 Reply to '[WP] You're a man who's tired of his life, so one day, while driving home from work, instead of stopping at your house, you just decided to keep driving.' on /r/WritingPrompts:A high-pitched bell rang out a couple of times as I stepped into the diner. Outside had been slightly chilly, the first hints of the coming winter lingering in the air. Inside I gratefully took off my cap and laid it on the counter as I sat down and waved over at the middle-aged lady brewing coffee on the other end. "Fresh pot? I'll have some if that's alright. And any bacon and eggs you have," I found myself saying, surprisingly famished. The woman turned as if seeing me for the first time. I spied a name tag against her