Story Dumps

[db0]

Had a cool dream? Thought of a brand-new sentence? Here's the place to post it.

I'm going to use this thread as a repository of story fragments to use somewhere.

Please prepend them with a checkbox - [ ] so that I can check them when used :)

[simply-peachy]

• The trailer made no sense. The walls and floors were packed with mannequin limbs, and walking through it was more like climbing through it. I had to keep pressing forward, but wasn't sure why.
• Her fist came down on the cupcake, squashing it flat. "It's not good enough!" she yelled, not at me, but at the situation. The maps on her desk showed that this part of the ground should have kept her cupcake warm, but it was cold. Why on Earth was I here? I'm just tech support.
• The three of us, strangers, were sat around a campfire. I was unspooling a microfilm of some sort and there it was - the few frames where the flare had gone up. In the distance the guttural sound of a scrambler motorbike rudely broke the evening calm. They didn't need us any more...
• "I found myself at the table playing that damn card game again. I found it so difficult to concentrate... [start with 10 Shaken]"

[db0]

• Dreamer is taking math drugs. One of them leads to a math overdose.
• Dreaming they are a prerodactyl, but they don't fly too good, so other pterodactyls call them "terribledactyl" and all dinosaurs laugh at them

[SkylarkHYP]

Better and more rewarding story endings

Only 1 Choice:

• Awaken your mind, and ascend to reality

This section applies to every injustice

After all of this, every single thing I've had to endure through this decrepit and endless spiral, a blinding warmth washes over me. Feeling returns as I lay on something soft. What is soft, what is comfort? It''s been hours to days, weeks, months to years! I've forgotten what it feels like to be calm, no nightmares, no confusion, no more anxiety. I repeat that to myself in my head. No more anxiety... No more anxiety. No more! It's time, it's time for me to wake up and make a change. I open my eyes slowly, and the morning sun slips into view, I feel pensive as I ponder all the ways I can interpret the problems in my life, and find the confidence to overcome them.

The next section is how they overcome their issue in life
Abusive relationship:
2 choices

• Understanding was our issue in the beginning,

instead of placing blame and lashing out, we used compassion, empathy, and communication. I knew too little about them to see through their cover-ups and many barriers. Truly on the inside, they were scared inside just like me. We both had to express how each of us felt, how our words and actions affected our intents, and the stress they could cause. With counseling, support, and honesty, I've learned that it's never been anyone's fault. I've truly found my inner justice.

• It was never meant to be.

I know what it like to think for myself, I am confident and courageous. I won't tolerate mistreatment from anyone anymore. I cast away their hurtful words and actions, and severed dependence from them. I am now beyond their torment and stress. I hope to still find love one day, but this time clarity will keep me from doubting myself. I've learned to stand up for myself, and continue to persevere. I've truly found my inner justice

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[SkylarkHYP]

• The sound of nails scraping against the chalkboard sent me into a whirlwind of confusion and rage. If I could ever stop it, I would. Would it never cease, or were my eardrums doomed to endure the screeching into oblivion.
• The germs on my hands were very peculiar today, they would not stop talking to me. They were telling me to do terrible things to myself and others. The thought of washing my hands curdled my stomach though. And taking a bath was out of the question, because it only made the soap in my throat worse.
• The amusement park was nothing to joke about, they force me every year to be compressed and flattened between mounds of endless bodies. I tried to swim to the surface to get some air, but the noise kept dragging me back down into that rat trap.
• My blanket is my only friend, but lately it has been giving me strange looks. Every night when I get home it gets absurdly clingy, especially when we are watching movies in bed together. Maybe it's just me, but is it hot in here?
• I felt my feet sink into the snow as I screamed for help, every march and struggle I took only made me inches closer to death. There was no sun to save me now, as my head began to sink under the surface,
• They call me the slowest cat in the world, but I know one day I'll catch the berry bush and devour it whole. I can just imagine myself tearing into the leaves and branches of that juicy foliage. Maybe I'm being a bit too passive.
• The haunted house was scarier than I thought it would be. Global warning jumped at us and scared us with climate change, all I could hear was pollution with its sickening laugh in the background following my every move. It's not real though, is it?

[SkylarkHYP]

• There it is again, that stranger staring me dead in the eyes as I'm about to go down the circular starewell. Is he running towards me? I've gotta get out of here...
• What in the world is going on. The levitating cucumbers are after me again. Why is the floppy chicken running on rollerskates down the treadmill? Please send help! The space cows are doing outdated dances again!
• As I sit down to code my supposed masterpiece, all I see is a bunch of spaghetti on the screen. The deadline's coming close. Can I somehow dehydrate this spaghetti and straighten the bugs before the master chef disappointment gets me!?
• The lollipop tastes like a sickly metal on my sensitive tongue. It's stuck! Please get it off! It is starting to hurt. Why does it taste like blood? Oh nooo... It taste like fire! Moral of the story: Don't take candy from a baby.
• I wasn't feeling like much today, so here's a bunch of random pathos...
• I find myself trapped in a prison of clouds, the sun is smiling at me, but I don't smile back. Is it even possible to rot in a world of sunshine and rainbows?
• The party is raging, the music hammers my ears and I'm genuinely having a good time. Then again they're here! I'm a bit nervous to talk to them. What if they don't like me? Act natural!
• Math teacher Math teacher, please give me an A! Math teacher Math teacher is it Calculus today?
• I find myself getting out of bed. Maybe to get a glass of water or go to the bathroom. But wait! I thought I was still asleep?
• The director yelled cut! My dreams were not addqeuate enough for them. Apparently they did not approve the action stunt I had come up with! What do I look like? A lucid dreamer! Take 99!
• I am a turtle. I sit on my rock. I like to eat salad all day. Until it is 7:00! The water passes me by. I hide in my shell, cause I don't wanna die!

[SkylarkHYP]

• My next dream had me completely mortified. Failure stared me dead in the eyes, yet I couldn't look away. The harder I tried to keep my eyes shut, the more dry and painful they got. How could I break my own doing's hold on me?
• This obviously has no application to me, but I'd like to mention it anyways. I found myself far away on a tropical island somewhere. Sitting at the purple waterfall of conundrums, I was in a deep showdown with the Fox of red shirts. His mind games were starting to annoy me, therefore I decided to break the rules in the name of poetic justice.
• I remember it as clear as day. I picture myself as a little amoeba floating in some liquidous substances, questioning my existence. Big Amoeba says we live to survive, Small Amoeba says we live to replicate. Deep inside I wanted to do more than just that. So I questioned what was my purpose?
  An introspective inclusive journal entry:
• I once had a dream about being an author. Luckily after I closed my eyes, I sat at the typewriter as my masterpiece slowly progressed before me, yet I was getting restless. On that pitiful night, the words began dancing across the paper, singing a song that mocked my restlessness. The typewriter joined in, click clacking as they made a mockery of me.

[SkylarkHYP]

• I remember staring at the screen in a empty white room. The screen was drawing me closer every time I looked at it. I slowly watched as my atoms got absorbed into the screen as my vision began to blur.
• My greed had consumed me even in my mind. A man gave me a penny, then a woman gave me a dollar, 2 dogs gave me silver coins, and 4 cats gave me some gold. By the time this was over, I had not realized that I was being buried in wealth, as they piled it all on top of me.
• I was at a reunion with every person I had ever met in my life. The people who had wronged me exploded into flowers right in front of my eyes. At first it was all fun and games. But I couldn't neglect my problems for long, as the flowers became something far worse.
• No, it's too terrible for even me to recall. Just leave me alone! Don't ever come back! It's not like I needed you anyways,

[SkylarkHYP]

I like the idea of the gaslighter, so I will write a full journal entry with a massive amount of fluff for it.

Let me see what I can recall

• It was dark, with only an eerie hue of green shining across the place. I was standing in an open field, scattered with unidentifiable brush and weeds. A light flickered in the dark, filling my body with suspense, as I wondered what it was coming from. I could recall more green embers in the dark that popped into existence and they danced around me in spiraling circles. I heard a faint chant from them, as they sang a morbid song about how "I had got it all wrong", and "how I'm not thinking straight." I've heard it once before, and the cryptic tune continued to eat away at me as it got louder and louder. I had shouted at the top of my lungs for them to stop, and in an instance they had vaporized into smoke, which eventually had thickened into a fog . Asserting myself felt good, but the smoke had hurt my lungs, so I tried to waft away the smoke in hopes it would clear. I remember In the distance I could see a grotesque circular-ish entity move towards me. At first I couldn't tell what it was, but as it came closer I could faintly see what it looked like, the green flame flickered from the lamp attached to its decapitated head illuminating the faces it possessed. My mind told me to run, but the echoing sound of a whisper in my ear told me that I couldn't, it told me that I shouldn't, and that I didn't. As the whispers became screams, my conscience and esteem was overtaken by this corrupt entity, and there was nothing to do but watch it's ugly green faces come closer, as the screaming became louder and the words became angrier and angrier. I started to doubt myself, everything that I stood for was slowly burning away inside of me, and pleaded for it to stop. I tried to reassure myself that I was not the horrible thing it said I was, and the things that It told me that I had did, but in the end, I couldn't shake it away. The dark field I was standing in had erupted into green flames as I came face to face with the two-faced abomination.

• (If journal entries ever become this long, add a "next" button)

Defeat gaslighter:

• In the end, I had learned to overcome the doubt, as the smoke cleared, and the sun began to rise. I wouldn't let them gaslight me anymore, since I knew deep in my heart, that I am who I say I am, and no one can tell me otherwise. I could see the ugly entity shriveled and crippled on the ground breathing out exasperated puffs of smoke. The flame that had once burnt me before had nearly gone out, but something didn't feel right. The flame sparked to life, fortunately I had not been met by hostility though. the entity ascended to the ground, looked me dead in the eyes, and screamed at me in sheer exasperation, as it flew away. I knew that that was not the last time I was going to have to confront them. But lets just hope that next time, my reality is solid as I know it is.

[db0]

Epic! I'm going to add it right now, but one thing I would change is to make it less horror.

[SkylarkHYP]

Epic! I'm going to add it right now, but one thing I would change is to make it less horror.

mk! I'll know that for next time. I was just trying to depict gaslighting as an evil thing. Since I've been gaslighted before, and it feels just like how I described it!

[SkylarkHYP]

Also, I kinda refrenced narcisusssy in the conclusion journal 😉

[SkylarkHYP]

Pialephalent is in severe need of some fluffy stuff! So, I'll do it next

• Let me tell you what I remember about that night long ago...
  I felt a feeling of excitement wash over me, as I heard a rumble in the clouds under my feet. I had thought it was a storm at first, but I had realized it was the circus coming straight towards me with great surprise! Boom! went the drums, as the music and laughter blared louder as they were getting closer. My anticipation was met with concern, as I noticed they were not slowing down. In the distance I could hear the hastened sliding of piano keys evoking the sound of thunder as a behemoth was charging straight towards me. This was no orchestra I wanted to be overrun by!

Overcome:(You get music puns :D)

• Instead of letting my shock overtake me, I had to make some notes for a balloon as the gargantuan beast squashed me through the clouds. Hopefully it didn’t play something sharp, or else my balloon would become a corny pop song! Luckily, I had just found I was able to catch myself in the music, because I’d B flat on the ground otherwise!

What did you think was going to happen?

[SkylarkHYP]

• MultipleOptions NCE fluff :D

I remember mysel breaking apart the troubled crystals of my past with heavy strikes of my axe. As the crystals shattered I could feel the memories being released within me. Recollecting the memories made me feel stronger and wiser. I grabbed the pickaxe ready to strike another blow at the mencaing memory I had been meaning to confront a long time ago. What type of crystal was it again?

Shatter the ermbaraz: Lose foreboding, progress card by 4

Shatter the Feelyne, lose curiosity, upgrade most progressed card

Shatter the depressium: lose frustration, remove card

[SkylarkHYP]

• I thought I heard murmurs in the wind. Were they talking about that time? Their raspy voices had sent chills down my spine, and they continued to play my regret like a golden harp . It was certain that they were out to get me, and this had only left me more confused. Forgiveness was not a language in their vocabulary, and they were ready to serve up their just desserts. Their grievance lingered in the air, getting more pestering by the second . Didn't I say I was sorry!

Overcome

• Their blame and resentment had me at my breaking point. Yet being the cool and calculated figure I am, I stood before them and defended my esteem. I knew if they wouldn't accept my sincere apologies, and actions to make it up to them, they were not worth my time. At this point, I had learned life is too short to keep grudges.

[SkylarkHYP]

• Risky dream 3 fluff idea, (3rd try)

I guess vertigo must've caught up with me again. I remember myself as a spinning top going insanely fast ontop of a merry-go-round with a couple of strangers. I shouted at them to stop spinning the joke, yet they insisted on keeping it going. I guess today decided to pull a big 180 since the world was no longer spinning for me because I was spinning at the world. How do I get off of this thing again?

[db0]

• A fake norse god terrorizes a small town in a distant land called distand, it causes trouble by using a stone made from the kidney stone of a actual norse god