Writing Prompt
STORY STARTER
Submitted by Shadowdrake27
Write about a character who is up against impossible odds.
Your character doesn’t have to succeed or fail, they just have to know the odds are against them.
Writings
bloody sands
he slowly, agonizingly, drug himself against the sand, body aching with the remenants of burns and fatigue. he had lived through an unexpected explosion, and just, _just _had to make it to the ramshackle building maybe 100 yards away.
so close
yet _so_ _far._
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he let himself take a moment to fall limp against the sand, breath heavy and vision fading to black. his head lolled down into the s...
The Last Round
“I don’t need your fucking money” Billy throws a stack of cash back at Joe Collie just as he was about to leave.
He stagers from the bar stool to Joe Collie’s face, away from the half glass of Burgundy he’d been drinking.
“You took from me….” He says, staring, droopy-eyed, directly at Joe Collie” You stole from me Joe.. you took him from me”
“Listen, Billy, you should head on home don't even w...
Mud Pie
WHUMP.
The box hits the table with an alarming thud, causing a cloud of dust to rise from the rickety piece of furniture. Pedro, AKA Water boy, switches on the basement light, which hangs just above us, emitting a dim glow. I feel like I’m in an interrogation movie scene.
Karmi, AKA Toothpick, drags one of the wooden chairs from across the room and slams it down across from me. She hops onto it,...
The Shift
Alice sat down on the bathroom floor, a place she unfortunately knows all to well. It’s cold, as always. But this is the first time the temperature of a frequently visited place felt like an avalanche of expectation.
“I’m pregnant.” Alice wispered it to herself, but she needed to say it out loud to make it real.
Just that day, Alice kicked her worthless alcoholic, drug addicted husband to the ...
The Arena Of Hate
The arena is my stage, and a sword is my prop. At least, for today that is.
A sea of vibrant coats roar from the stadium, banners fluttering with provincial pride. I even see a few Valken’s in the far back, cheering for me. I wave, and they cheer louder.
Most days the arena is empty, say for the few students who are given clearance to spar here. But today isn’t most days. It’s the damn winter so...
Heir Of Thera
(Idk, this pompt was perfect for part of my story)
Juno fell to her knees at Solomon’s side. This man, though he wasn’t related to her, had posed as a father figure for the last year. To see him dying was like a knife to her heart.
“Juno…”
She placed her sword down beside her, her eyes following the trail of blood that dropped down it.
“I know I should have told you sooner…but you looked so...
Some Day, Someday Will Be Real
What has it all amassed to
The work,
The pain.
If you have to earn an empire,
Then what have I learned?
Am I not deserving?
Is there no meaning?
When I was younger I felt so certain of life.
Of death too.
I didn’t fear it,
Because I never imagined it might touch me and you.
What am I doing with my time,
The most precious resource of all,
When others have more of it
And have already gone so far...
The Impossible Enemy
Have you ever been in the backyard enclosed by a circle of your brothers? The feeling of anguish and despair as they close in on you knowing what is going to happen next. The unthinkable yet used to event in which the youngest brother always is the target. The normal wrestling match yet what I like to call “a beating” always happens when I’m caught off guard. I’m the youngest of 5 with the smalles...
Experiment 2
Part 2- Allysa’s perspective:
I woke up from another bad dream last night. I was tossing and turning in my metal cage and making a huge mess with my water bowl. I hear one of my friends- Darius, insanely rocking against the bars from insomnia.
“Allysa, are you ok?” Kates voice said coming from her cage next to mine. Ok??! Am I ok!? No, I’m a prisoner, a test subject, just like my other 5 fr...