Writing Starter 56

She walked into her room and got into her bed.  Everybody was staring at her and it was beginning to make her uneasy.  She turned the other way and was asleep within minutes.  She woke up to something touching her feet.  She sat up quickly, but saw nothing.  The entire room she was in was empty and looked as if it had been abandoned.
"What happened..." She said to herself.
She was having a hard time distinguishing what was real and what was in her head.  As she stood up from the remains of what was a bed she say dozens of spectral figures appear and begin moving towards her.  They started screaming at her, but she couldn't make out what they were saying.  She began to panic and started running, but when she turned she hit her head.  When she woke up the next day she was in her bed and the room looked like it was back to normal.  There was a large bump on her head with a little bit of dried blood.  What happened the night before?

Science Fiction

Beyond The Infinity

Humanity as a whole is known as the child of races.  We are young compared to the others, but have accomplished so much.  The exact age of humanity remains unknown, but in the last 200 years more has been accomplished than in the previous 2000.  We have discovered countless other galaxies, habitable planets, other species similar to humans, and have gone beyond the infinity previously thought to be the Milky Way.  The amount that has been accomplished is unfathomable.  There are those who do not agree with the ways of the present, for they are stuck in the past.  Ones who will stand against us, and when they show themselves, we will take care of the issue with utmost discretion.

A synthetic guard walked into the room and said: "Excuse me Ambassador, you have a visitor."
"Who is this visitor?" Tavius asked.
"It is Doctor Alexandros.  He said that it is important." The guard answered.
"Yes, yes.  Send him in."
The door buzzed and the Doctor walked in.  Alexandros was a unique type of man.  Tall, tan skin, dark eyes, and a face covered in tattoos.  His complexion appeared to be rough, but it was hard to tell due to his excessive body art.  Tavius wasn't affected by the tattoos because they were common nowadays.  Style had changed a lot since he was young and it was actually quite the norm for people to have facial tattoos.
"How are you feeling today, Ambassador?"  The doctor inquired.
With only the two of them in the room Tavius answered honestly. "Hungover."  He said.
"How many times have I told you, you need to lay off the alcohol.  It is affecting your biotics in very negative ways.  We're going to have to replace them if you don't change your habits."
The Ambassador nodded in an understanding way.
"Which ones is it affecting the most?" He inquired.
"We'll have to do a scan to figure that out for certain, so if you'd be so kind to lay on your back i'll do a very quick body scan."
The Ambassador turn his desk off, and all of the holographics disappeared.  He went back first on the desk exposing his torso to the doctor.  Doctor Alexandros' omni tool appeared and he began setting up tests.  He waved his hand over the Ambassadors chest and stomach area.  When the test was complete an x-ray appeared against the wall showing the vital organs and bones throughout his torso.
"Your reconstructed liver is near failure.  We will need to replace that as soon as possible.  Try to stay sober until we can set up an appointment."
Without waiting for the Ambassador to respond the doctor stood up and walked out.  As he opened the door to leave another caught the door.  This man was average height, stocky build, a military haircut, and a mean face.  He looked like he was an enforcer.  He had military gear on with a thick bulletproof vest with a name tag that said "Vega".  The vest had a symbol on the chest.  Tavius knew that it was the Legion symbol, and wasn't very pleased about the visit.
The grunt walked in at a brisk pace.
"Mr. Ambassador we need to speak." He said in a stern voice.
"I'm sorry, but you'll need to make an appoint-." Tavius began to reply, but was cut short.
The Grunt placed his M-8 Hand Cannon pistol on the table and skewed it so it faced the ambassador.
"I got a lot of thermal clips and no where to be.  We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Your choice."
"Alright lets chat." Tavius said unwillingly.
"I'll make this short and not so sweet.  The legion isn't happy with you Ambassador.  You've struck a lot of Caesars nerves, and you know what happens when people anger Caesar."
Tavius knew exactly what the grunt meant.  The last Ambassador of the Citadel was assassinated in broad daylight after pissing off Caesar.  He made a public statement about how the Legion was outsourcing their army, and getting far too involved in smuggling and other illicit activities.  Tavius had managed to get the attention of the Legion by participating in an interview about crime on the Citadel.  He made it very clear that even with crime rates dropping significantly the only way to eliminate all organized crime completely was to eliminate the Legion.  When asked about what he meant and told the reporter that there is significant evidence proving their involvement in crime, and that he plans to fight them, and shut them down.
"Note taken.  Don't make Caesar angry.  Children tend to get pissy when things don't go their way."  Tavius said with a hint of sarcasm.  The grunt just laughed and said:  "We'll be in touch."  He walked towards the automatic glass door, and before it could open for him he kicked it so hard it shattered.
"You might wanna get that fixed!"  He shouted back as he continued to walk away.
"Asshole..." Tavius muttered to himself.
Tavius quickly called his security back into his office.  The mech walked in trying to ignore all of the shattered glass.
"What do you need sir?" The mech asked.
"A bottle of vodka and the phone number for Admiral Alenko."  The Ambassador replied.
The Ambassador spent hours on the phone attempting to reason with the Admiral.  He informed him of the Legions threat, and was now trying to find a solution.
"I just cant spare the men, Ambassador."  Alenko said firmly.
"Then give me just one, but make him good.  Damn good." The Ambassador pleaded.
"Fine.  Im sending Sergeant Soni.  He'll be there as soon as possible."
When Soni arrived he was exactly what Tavius expected.  About 6 feet tall, dark skin (He looked Polynesian),  shaved head, and a tribal tattoo going up his shoulder and on to his neck.  Soni had arms the size of the Ambassadors  body and a chest the size of a boulder.  He was built like a bodybuilder and was equipped with state of the art military gear.
"Im Sergeant Soni."  He said with a stern voice.
"As of now i'm officially putting you in charge of my personal security.  I fear that the Legion may be planning to take me out in the near future.  Caesar wasn't too happy about me publishing my findings." Tavius said to the Sergeant.
"When do you think this may happen?" Soni inquired.
"Not the slightest clue, but i'll need you to stay on your guard." Tavius said.
"I'll assemble my squad."  Soni replied.
A few days had passed with nothing out of the ordinary. Tavius recieved a call from Doctor Alexandros about his biotic organs.
"Based on the results we got we may need to replace a few of your implants,  Ambassador.  Have you stayed sober lately?" The Doctor said in a relatively monotoned voice.
"It's been a stressful couple of days...." Tavius replied.
"I see.  Well come on in and we can do the surgery.  It won't take more than an hour."
Tavius assembled his guard and had them follow a few paces behind his entire way to the Doctor.  Soni  led the group of 3.  Out of nowhere 4 shots went off.  Blood painted the walls behind two of the guards and Soni managed to tackle the Ambassador out of the way, and in turn saving both of them.  Soni grabbed his M-8 Hand Cannon and began firing where the shots came from.  Another shot came and clipped the Tavius in the knee.  Soni spun around and grabbed Tavius by the collar and began dragging him to cover.   He fired off a few more shots before popping out the thermal clip.  He managed to kill one of the assailants.
"Stay here. I'll take care of the rest of them." Soni said to Tavius.
Soni stood up from cover and began shooting towards the other 3 assailants killing one of them.  The last two came out of cover to engage in hand to hand combat.  Pulling out his knife Soni killed one of them, but was quickly disarmed by the last.  The last guy was large.  About his size, military haircut, had a bulletproof vest with the Legion symbol on it, and a name tag that said "Vega".  Soni and this grunt fought hand to hand for a while before Vega ended up on top with a knife to Soni's throat.  Tavius looked over from behind cover and saw this happening.  He crawled out to the nearest dead assailant and took the C-6 Avenger assault rifle that was stuck beneath the corpse.  He stood up, balancing on his leg that hadn't been shot and said:  "Hey Vega!  This is for f***ing up my door!"  and shot a burst into the big brutes chest knocking him onto his back.  Tavius limped over the the still breathing grunt and fired the rest of the thermal clip into him.  Soni stood up and thanked him.
"I think i'd like to keep you as my security, Soni.  You handle yourself pretty well."  Tavius said.
"Thank you, sir.  It means a lot.  I'd be honored to."

Writing Starter 54

She slowly makes her way towards a computer monitor.  She takes the keyboard, and begins smashing the spiders heads in.  Moving as fast as she possibly can she kills everything with more than two legs in the office.  Until the keyboard breaks.  She then takes an office chair and runs with it out in front pushing all of the spiders aside.  She reaches the door, pushes the chair through it, and makes her escape.

Sci Fi brainstorming

1) My story is going to set in the far future maybe some 200-250 years in a completely different setting. The setting will be in space.  There will be more than one species of protagonists and there will be a space wide government called the Council.  Each race will have an ambassador or committee member on the council to represent the race as a whole. There will be many types of religions, but won't be mentioned.  Two similarities are that there are humans, and basic life is similar except the fact this is more in the future.  This story will follow the life of a council member dealing with galactic distress.

2) The main character will have a weakness of his biotics.  At this point in time every person has biotic advancements, but the main character here will require a replacement far too often.  When they begin to malfunction it will interfere with his ability to work.
Main character will be a man named Ambassador Tavius.
Biotic malfunction giving serve migraines and black outs.
Raging alcoholic that leads to him being a pure bred asshole

3) The main enemy in my story is the Ambassadors runner up in the previous election.  His name will be Julius Suede and his main goal is the sabotage the ambassador and be his successor.  Julius is a young outgoing politician who has very different views of Tavius.  He believes that humanity comes before every other race, but will never publicly admit to it.  He is the enemy because he wants to take over the council, undermine Tavius, and put humanity above all of the other races.  He be a racist.

4)  Many different races.  I haven't decided exact names for them, but there will be a reptilian, a robotic, amphibian (aquatic based), and a rhino/brute type.  All of these creatures are good.  There is peace between all races other than the occasional racist.

Writing Starter 53

After 8 days the group of refugees has had no luck.  Emerged in the dense forest in search of untouched water.  They've gone through hell in attempt to place a coup against the government, but have had no success.  Half of their group has been lost to Bliss, but they continue to search.  One day they were going through the woods when they stumbled upon a group of hippies.  The hippies said "Bruhhhhh we're on the bliss.  Come get it."  

The group got scared and attempted to flee but were surrounded.  The all gave in to the bliss.

Writing Starter 52

Whenever I really wished I had something I would simply just give it to myself.  I became to be a little unhappy though.  There was no satisfaction when I finally got what I wanted.  When I told people they all began to fight for it.  I received threats and many people tried to steal it.  I had to hide my precious.  So I buried it. The End

Writing Starter 51

Nobody believed what was actually happening.  The only person who knew what to do was michael jackson.  He grabbed the little squirt by the ankles and hung him over the edge of a balcony.  Turns out this kid wasn't actually and alien.  The paparazzi got pictures of it and every got pissed off.

Writing Starter 50

Morgan Freeman begins narrating your every move.  Everything you do you hear his voice echo throughout the room.  You close the box and it stops.  You slowly open it and you hear his voice slowly get more loud the more you open the box.  You crush the box due to how freaked out you are.

Writing Starter 49

So number 4....
You're still keeping that list?
You don't think I would give up on something like that do you?
I guess I should've known better.
Has anyone ever told you that you look like a lumber jack?
I've heard that before, and as a matter of fact I did work in saw mill as a teenager.
SERIOUSLY?!
Oh yeah.  It wasn't the most fun, but it was a good job.
Is that what made you get that massive beard?
No this just kind of came naturally, but now that I think of it, it makes sense.
Is that thing hard to tame?
Only in the mornings.  It kind of like bed head, but on your chin.
You know, you're not that bad.
I'd like to say the feelings mutual, but its not.  You're still number 4.
Thanks bruh.

Writing Starter 48

Everything that happened could have been avoided.
Yeah if you didn't decide to do something stupid.
I feel awful if that means anything.
I don't care about how you feel I want you to make things right.
How do you expect me to do that?
Figure out something. You're the one who messed up. Not me.
Alright, you're right.  I done you wrong.
That's all I wanted was for you to say that.
Well you got it now step off young blood.

Writing Starter 47

I am surprised you made it.
I told you I would. I never break my promises.
Your horse doesn't seem to be doing to well.
You noticed?  She passed away as I made it to the beach.  I worked her far too hard.
She throw you off?
How'd you know?
Besides the fact that you're still covered in sand? Lucky guess.
Smart ass.
You ready to go?
Sure, where are we going to first?
Anywhere you want, my dear.
Lets go to Europe, work our way across it.
We better get going then.

Zombies Vs Dinosaurs

Characters:
Scientist - Old, crazy hair, big glasses that make his eyes look abnormally large, and a filthy lab coat
Government Officials - Tall, Buff, Sunglasses, Black suits and earpieces (Typical govt. guy)
Swiggidy Swagosaurus - Prehistoric, as you will

Over the Radio: "In recent news, reports of mauling by other humans continues to increase.  Rumors of "Zombies" have started, and surprisingly accepted.  NYPD is looking into these cases, but with little luck due to the inability to locate any of the bodies."

5 years later

SCIENTIST: "So I have an idea...."

GOVERNMENT GUY 1: "Lets hear it."

SCIENTIST: "With modern technology we have been able to replicate specific parts of certain prehistoric animals. We have also integrated obedience genes of dogs into other animals.  I believe given the right circumstances I could created one of theses prehistoric beasts with the same characteristics as that of a dog!" (As he says with excitement)

GOVERNMENT GUY 2: "You mean to tell me... You plan to take some scientificy type sumthin' and make a aminimal that never walked God's great Earth?"

SCIENTIST: "What are you trying to say you illiterate savage?"

GOVERNMENT GUY 2: "I'M TALKING BOUT DINOSAURS MAN. YOU GON' MAKE A DINOSAUR THAT I CAN TREAT LIKE SOME SORT OF DOG OR SUMTHIN'?!"

SCIENTIST:" Yes, as a matter of fact that is what I am saying.  In theory I am almost certain it can work."

GOVERNMENT GUY 2:  Says to himself: "Man, this is crazy."

Government Guy 2 exits

GOVERNMENT GUY 1: "Almost certain... Almost."

SCIENTIST: " I mean yeah.  It is still only a theory, but it is better than what we have right now.  Currently we have a big mess of a country due to a freaking zombie outbreak, and you guys are too busy worrying about whether or not you could treat a dinosaur like a dog.  GOOD THING YOU HAVE YOUR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT.

GOVERNMENT GUY 1: "Think about this though.  Say your dog-dinosaur is bitten, or scratched, wouldn't it become a zombie as well?"

SCIENTIST:  "The dinosaur has a very thick durable hide.  These zombies are much different from that of a human in their bodies.  They have human teeth and there is no possible way for the human canine tooth to pierce through."

GOVERNMENT GUY 1: "Ok this doesn't seem like a terrible idea I suppose, but a dinosaur would never eat the rotten flesh of a zombie! You must know better than that.

SCIENTIST: "Well you see, I have already created one of these dinosaurs.  It doesn't rely on its jaws for destruction as much as its arms.  It is similar to that of a T-Rex, but I have modified it's genes to have very muscular arms that are much longer than before.  It is also equipped with a new style."

GOVERNMENT GUY 1: "A new style... Oh my... What do you mean by that?"

SCIENTIST: " Well you see.  Throughout the years, style has changed drastically.  I didn't want this dinosaur to feel out of place or different.  You understand that, right?"

GOVERNMENT GUY 1: "Oh yes of course.  We obviously don't want a 30 foot tall reptilian beast to stand out, or not fit in." He says sarcastically.

SCIENTIST: "Let me introduce to you... The Swiggidy Swagosaurus"

Enter Swiggidy Swagosaurus

SWIGGIDY SWAGOSAURUS: "RAAAAAWWWWWRWRRRR"

Government Guy 2 reenters and is terrified

GOVERNMENT GUY 2: "OH MY SWEET LAWD DEAR BABY JESUS I THANK THATS SUM SORTA DINO TYPE SAUR OR SUMTHIN!"

SCIENTIST: " Thank you captain obvious I don't think we knew that.  I'm so glad you are here to clarify that for us.  Now if you notice I have complete control over my dino.  It has been programmed to follow my orders."

GOVERNMENT GUY 1: "So it has these massive muscular arms, but how do you know it will fight back?"

SCIENTIST:  "When threatened and given the correct command, the Swiggidy Swagosaurus has a change in its brain chemistry.  It will go full savage and slaughter the threat."

GOVERNMENT GUY 2: "PICS OR IT DIDN'T HAPPEN BRO!"

The scientist orders the swiggidy swagosaurus to follow him outside of the lab.  The walk to the elevator, go to the main floor, and release the dino into the parking lot. 

GOVERNMENT GUY 1: "Why isn't it doing anything yet?"

SCIENTIST: " I told you that it would need to be threatened first."

GOVERNMENT GUY 2: "WELL THREATEN IT OR SUMTHIN!"

SCIENTIST: "Im sorry, but were your parents twins?  Theres literally no way anyone could produce a child as unintelligent as you."

GOVERNMENT GUY 2: "Wait wut... I don't really follow what you are tryin to say."

SCIENTIST: Mumbles to Government Guy 1: "How the hell did he manage to make it as an agent?"

GOVERNMENT GUY 1: "I literally have no idea."

SCIENTIST: "Alright well if you will now pay attention to the Swiggidy Swagosaurus you will see it react to a threat."

Zombie slowly begins to approach

SWIGGIDY SWAGOSAURUS: "RAAAAAWWRWRWRWRWRWRRW!!!!!!"

Dino strikes the zombie. As you will.

GOVERNMENT GUY 2: "OH YEAH WOOOO HOOO! GET SUM YOU DEAD, BUT NOT SO DEAD DOOKIE HEAD!"

SCIENTIST: "As you have noticed it can definitely work."

Horde of zombies begins to approach, and the Swiggidy Swagosaurus readies itself for battle

GOVERNMENT GUY 2:  "OHHH YEAH GET EM! SICK EM JUNEBUG!!!"

SCIENTIST:  I don't yet know how it will be able to handle this many of them.  It isn't fully ready yet.

Dino charges horde of zombies, but is soon overwhelmed.  The more noise it makes, the more zombies that come.

SCIENTIST:  "RUN MY SWEETIE! BE FREE! DON'T LET THEM HAVE YOU!  We need to run now, there are too many around.  Run for the hills boys!"

All characters exit. The Swiggidy Swagosaurus works its way out of the horde and follows the Scientist.

End

Writing Starter 46

Dinosaurs could never defeat and army of the undead!
Why? What makes you think they couldn't?
Nothing will eat dead and rotten flesh obviously.
But when threatened they would retaliate.
If they are threatened and attacked they could potentially turn into zombie dinosaurs which would be even worse.
The hide of the dinosaur is thick enough that human teeth couldn't scratch it let alone bite through. So we might as well give it a try.
Oh yeah lets give it a try so if it fails our world is screwed even more. GREAT IDEA.
No need to get all sassy about it.  Do you have a better plan?
Well the army has usually been pretty consistent in the past.  Maybe we should try the basics before bringing back prehistoric beasts.
Oooh yes... The army.  I could genetically modify them to better combat the undead.
NO. WE WILL NOT GENETICALLY MODIFY THE SOLDIERS OF OUR ARMY.

Writing Starter 45

The best movie ever is obviously Django.
Are you stupid or dumb? Django isn't even that good.
How is it not good?!
It's full of unnecessary gore and profanity!
It is meant to accurately depict slavery, but a bit more enjoyable to watch.
Tarantino did a poor job of showing it.
What do you have to support that theory?
It was made to be too modern.  The way they act and talk isn't like how they would back then.
I disagree.  I think he did a good job of making the slave owners showing cruelty.
Agree to disagree.
I mean... I suppose.

Writing Starter 44

"Hey man did you tell anybody about that thing I told you last week?"
"What thing?"
"You know. The one about what happened at Prom?"
"Yeah I remember.  What about it?"
"Someone said you were telling people about it."
"I don't recall saying anything.  Do you think I would do that?"
"Don't BS me like that I know you did!"
"If you take me for that type of person, then do something about it.  Swing first Bro!"  Person two grabbed person ones hair and pulled his head down for knee to face contact.  "FINISH HIM!" person number two heard in his head so he round housed kicked him in the trekia.  They called it a good fight and went about their business.