AithTheWriter

Prompts and such.

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Prompt #33

She was always callous with her sister. It never made any sense. Her sister adored her and basically worshiped her. Yet, she was cold and horrid to the young girl. Everyone wanted her to love and treat her sister with kindness. There was just something off about her that made her the way she was. Maybe it was who she surrounded herself with. It could’ve been their parents; they were always a weird couple and had weird parenting methods. It’s not as if one could correct them since it was their kid. Who would’ve known?

Certainly not her dead little sister.

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Prompt #32

‘He was a visionary.’ It’s what they all said. It was all they could ever say about him.

‘How could someone who changes our lives so much be bad?’ They were all clueless and blind when it came to him.

‘He’s perfect. He’s the leader we’ve always needed.’ Except he wasn’t perfect. Why couldn’t they see it?

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Prompt #31

She had tunnel vision when it came to the rebellion. It was the only thing that ever crossed her mind and she didn’t care what else could be going on or who was involved. All that mattered was the rebellion and she made sure that everyone understood that. It was infuriating for everyone involved. This was the reason we were in the situation we’re currently in.

She got us into huge trouble with the feds purely because she went overboard with the rebellion. Now here we are, chained to the wall in cells with officers standing in front of our cells at all times. We were going down for her screw up.

She’s not even here.

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Prompt #30

The bullet tore through his jugular as if it were nothing. The screams from his people were deafening. He was standing there as if there wasn’t a problem in the world. His hands rose to the air silently and it slowly gained everyone’s attention, silencing them.

“He got what was deserved and all of you should respect my decisions as your king.” He said, voice shaking as he said each word to put more than enough emphasis on the last two words. “You will accept his fate and I will not hear a word of disagreement. Understood?”

His people all repeated that last word respectively, but he knew this wasn’t the end. He’d have to end this more forcefully in order to keep control of his country and people. It was worth it, no matter the price. The only that mattered was him having full control.

He would die before giving up his control.

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Prompt #29

The knife that cut into her side was serrated. Which meant the wound was more torn up and looked a lot nastier. At least in my opinion it did. Considering we were in the middle of the desert with no towns or people in sight, she wasn’t going to make it. We had to make a decision on bringing her with us while she suffers until death, leaving her here alone to die, or to end her right now to cease her suffering.

It had only been fifteen minutes since the madness made her do it, but it felt like it had been hours. Her screams were never ending, and the others were having a hard time looking at her. She kept screaming about her agony and was begging us to take her with us. She was far too gone to take her with us. I had to make the hard decision because no one else wanted to.

I put a bullet in her head.

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Prompt #28

There were no distinguishable marks on his arms to make her think he was one of Them. It was always a guessing game with these new entrants. When They first got here, it was easy to tell them apart from normal human survivors. Ever since the Second Trials, they were almost impossible to distinguish. It was terrifying being the one to have to decide. Sometimes, I could swear that I sent a human back into the hellhole that was the outside world. Other times, I thought I’d sent one of Them in with the fellow humans.

In this case, I knew he was Them and I was sending him through anyways. Why?

Revenge.

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Prompt #27

Every time he moved it seemed as if the constraints got tighter and tighter. They were tugging on his wrists and ankles. The metal was warm against his throat as he pulled his arms away from the wall. The pulling caused the tightening, but it stopped as soon as he gave one last rough tug on the constraints, finally pulling them out of their place on the wall. His hands were now partially free. It had only taken what felt like months to get them to this point.

He looked up as he heard the click of the door unlocking. Shrinking against the wall and hiding where the chains were once connected to the wall, he kept his eyes on the ground as his captor walked into the room. He could see the feet as the footsteps grew louder and then a hand pulled his chin up roughly to look at the woman in front of him. Her eyes were full of fury and hatred. They always were.

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Prompt #26

She was some sort of a proxy between the king and his people. No one truly understood it, but it wasn’t as if they could say anything against it. She seemed to only care about the king’s wants and needs while ignoring his people’s which completely went the opposite direction of his orders. The king would never know unless someone told them, but she had that covered.

Anyone to even try to tell the king about her actions immediately disappeared. They were never seen again, and it seemed as if people forgot they existed. It was the only reason why she had gotten away with it for so long.

That would stop now. I’m one of those people she made disappear. And I’m back with a vengeance.

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Prompt #25

“Are you having an existential crisis?”

“No! I’m just not sure how to react to this. It’s life changing.”

“Well, snap out of it and do something!”

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Prompt #24

She jiggled the doorknob, hoping that it would twist and the door would open. To her dismay, it wouldn’t budge. The situation got worse as she heard the click of shoes coming her direction. She pulled her hand from the knob and crept towards the supple closet two doors down from the room she was trying to get into.

She slipped into the closet and shut the door silently. It was pitch dark and she couldn’t see a single thing. She expected complete silence and no other soul in the small room with her. That obviously wasn’t going to happen on her luck.

A hand touched her shoulder and she jumped, opening her mouth to scream before the hand covered her mouth and pulled her against the owner of the hand. Whoever it was held her tightly and whispered a horrifying phrase into her ear.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

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Prompt #23

My voice was hoarse because of all my screaming. It felt like someone had rubbed sandpaper down my throat. I needed water. Who knew when I would be able to get water again. The villain hadn’t given me a drop since I’d arrived here and she didn’t seem the type to help her victims.

All of this was because I had one stupid date with the hero. The worst part was that the hero was helping her torture me. We really need to pick better heroes.

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Prompt #22

“Mommy! Look!”

“What is it, sweetie?”

“I built an igloo!”

“With what? It’s July.”

“Sand!”

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Prompt #21

“Hi, can I help you?”

“Yes, I would like to speak with the director of arts and antiquities.”

“He’s busy right now. Can I set you up an appointment with him at a later time?”

“Uh, I won’t be able to make a later time. I have to see him right now.”

“What’s the hurry, ma’am?”

“I’ll be back in my own time long before then.”

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Prompt #20

“I smell something burning.”

“Ah yes! That would be the palace.”

“The palace is burning?”

“Yeah, look behind you.”

“Oh dear God, you’re right. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Well if I told you, you would insist on trying to put it out and considering I’m the one who set it on fire, that wouldn’t bode well.”

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Prompt #19

“I estimate that you’re going to punch me in about 5 minutes.”

“Why would you say that?”

“Because I stole your credit card and maxed it out.”

“I get it. Maybe that estimate is a little too generous. I give myself 5 seconds.”

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Prompt #18

The sentinels were on extreme alert tonight. They knew about the threat on our community’s further existence, and while most people weren’t worried, they decided to put in the most effort in their jobs in case something did happen. The governor gave them orders and put a curfew in place for all of the citizens.

Little did he know, the threat came from the sentinels and they had no plans to disregard their goals.

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Prompt #17

The singularity happened without anyone noticing. One day everything was under our control like it had been for the past thousands of years. The next day, They took over. Our control over Them was no longer. We were under Their control. And it’s horrifying.