Writing Prompt

She walked quickly to the front of the line, trying to cut the underaged and fake ids. The vast man infront of her stopped her path quickly by asking in a serious and annoyed tone, “Where’s your identification?” She dug in her brown leather purse for a wallet that could be holding the one thing leaving her from catching him. She quickly wiped out an id, but when the man check it he argued back. “T...

The only reason I came to this pub is because I needed to go bathroom. And now there is a portal and it’s closing and the writer in me is screaming to jump in. So I do.

I wake up.

I’m in a bed. I look around and it looks really fancy. So fancy, I think it’s a royal bedroom. It also looks weirdly familiar..

"She’s awake," I hear a hushed whisper.

I turn my head and see a maid. She also look...

When you don’t have a home to call your own and you don’t know where your next meal is coming from, you do what you have to do to survive. Callus along with his friends Dio and Gabriel had never really had much. After the loss of all their parents as kids, the trio was forced out into the streets. Raised to deceive,lie,cheat,and steal the three boys did everything they could survive,even if that ...

Portal portal

Mirror mirror on the wall who is the greatest one of them all.

Me.

Me.

Me.

Then I was sucked into a portal. Where am I? I died…....

The room I occupy is plain and forgotten. Neglected. The worn, wooden walls that surround me sit, collecting dust. It reminds me of myself. dull and monotonous. I am alone. I always will be.

I dream about the what life could’ve been. The vacant bathroom in the pub leaves me alone to my thoughts. I could have made something out of my existence. I could have been placed in any world. Yet I was...

Adrian stumbled into the bathroom of The Lion’s Den, barely managing to get the door shut before he threw up the contents of his stomach into the toilet. No longer able to stand up, he collapsed onto the floor. He was only allowed a couple moments, before another wave a nausea came over him, causing him to reach for the toilet again.

After an excruciating five minutes of on and off vomiting and ...

She was washing her hands, staring at herself in the mirror, in a bathroom in an old pub. She turned the silver tap. Then she heard a noise. It was a wierd swishing noise, coming from the mirror. She looked at it, a swirling mixture of glitter purple, blue, and green twisted in the mirror. That doesn't sound very unusaul, she looks around for any mythical creatures, not seeing any. Weird, she ...

There’s nothing better than an ice cold pint

At the bar of my favorite pub

There was an odd feeling in the air, something wasn’t right

Maybe I’m off….maybe I just need some grub

I walk right in as I’m greeted by name

I swear there’s no place better, nowhere that’s the same

I shout out “I’ll take my usual!” as I head to the men’s room

As I walk through the mirage of scents, cigarettes and perfume...

The Slavering Stoat is a creaky, low-ceilinged pub, tucked away in one of the less salubrious back alleyways of down-town Murkstone-Snatchly. Invariably, the beer was warm, tending to sour. The clientele likewise warm and tending to sour. And the staff… Let’s just say ‘sour’ sums them up. The Stoat had only the one bar, set in a dark, comfortable if somewhat smelly set of interconnected alcoves ...

Ten seconds

One hundred lessons

Jump or stay

Come what may

Decide quickly

Will you miss me

Will I be back

No way to track

Lost adventures

Quickly venture

Too late go!

Don’t say no....