Daily Writing Prompt Thread Thingy It'll Be Fun

[CT-7567]

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"I said, tell. Me. The truth. NOW."
I leaned close to the captive's face, searching his eyes. He was lying. I knew it. "Where. Are you hiding. The weapon!" I growled.

I got a stare for an answer. Irritated, I stood up straight and paced around the room. When I glanced out the window, I could see my reflection's burnt-amber eyes start glowing, showing my anger. I had to control myself, or my illusion would collapse right here and now.

I sighed. Not now... I don't have time for this now...

Too late. I flinched as my human illusion flickered and vaporized around me, revealing my true form.

I walked leisurely back to my captive, seeing no need to be calm now that he knows what I am. "So... The secret is out, eh? Now..."

I let my eyes flash, then glow steadily. "Answer me, or I will be less than merciful with you." I laughed wickedly, showing my fangs. "I am rather hungry... You shall be my morning snack if you refuse to cooperate. And I'm running out of patience."
Most vampires are impatient, really. Being immortal means you quite literally have all the time in the world, so I don't know why we're impatient, but we are.

This time I got a reply. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
That pushed me over the edge. My eyes glowed brighter, and I grabbed the man by his shirt collar and flung him against the wall, pinning him there with a force field. I love my magic...
I stepped forward, pacing before him as I counted off things on my fingers. "Let's see. One, I have reason to believe that someone is working on a generator of sorts that would wipe out all nonhumans and nonpure humans in a the entire Eastern US. Two, I have a spy that says you designed this.... machine. Three, I, uh, ran into one of your men a few days ago, and he said something about you and the eliminator and activation before I killed him. So you have no alibi, Lyro. You're in too deep and you weren't careful enough." I stifled a yawn and continued. It must be nearly daylight. Dawn makes me sleepy. "Four, this is not about self-preservation or even preservation of my kind. It's about saving half a country worth of mortal lives." I yawned again. There's sunrise. "Ya see, everyone has a bit of non-human blood in them..." Hmm, blood... I'm hungry again. Maybe I'll use this dude as a meal when I'm done with him. "Even you. You are mostly mortal, yeah. But about 6, 7 generations back, there was a little affair with a werewolf and your great-great-great-great-great-great-grandmother. So the moment you press the button on your little human-world-saver, you'll die too. You really wanna sacrifice yourself to only get rid of half the US' nonhumans? We'll only repopulate." I yawned a third time. The sun was coming up a bit more. "Five. I may not be human, but I'm not stupid, either. Don't lie to me. I know you possess this eliminator, and I'm gonna destroy it. So where is it?"

He didn't answer.

I yawned again and rubbed below my eyes. It's daylight. This is getting embarrassing. Can't even stay awake for an interrogation I'd been trying to make happen for months. Or maybe it's years in mortal time. Whatever.

"Come on... I have the upper hand here, and you know it." I stepped closer, within arm's reach. "This is the last time I will ask you this, and if you don't answer, I will kill you. WHERE IS THE ELIMINATOR!?!?" I grabbed him by the shirt collar again and lifted him off the ground. He struggled, trying to breathe. I locked my eyes on his and focused a particular bit of my magic into him.

I heard a soft snap. It was the sound of a man's mind breaking.

"Give. Me. An answer." I lowered him to his feet.

His glazed, barely-focused eyes roamed about the room, then settled on me. "It's... In... in Solisara.... You'll sense it when you find it, it's enchanted..."

I smiled. It never fails. "Thank you, Lyro. You're very helpful. You may go."

"Yes, mistress..." He started to walk away.

With a snap of my wrist and a few words, his life force left his body and flew to me, spiraling into the charm around my neck.

"You got what you wanted... Why did you kill him?" My favorite aide, Sloane, asked as he approached me.

"Because he was evil. He needed to be taken out of commission, or he would have become... And done... Something much worse, even if we destroy the eliminator. Speaking of which, gather a drop team. We're flying to Solisara tonight to do just that."

Sloane never questions me. He shrugged, made a little 'I see' sound, and left the room again. My supersensitive ears heard him say "Sometimes I wonder what you'd be like with one drop of mercy..." as he walked away.

I didn't tell him that I'd searched Lyro's timeline before I broke his mind.

I didn't tell him that I'd seen the worlds at war again, humans and nonhumans vying for power because of one tiny little argument.
I didn't tell him that I'd seen Lyro, not Lyro anymore but a monster I'd never seen the likes of.
I didn't tell him that I saw that monster programming human minds with his own, poisoning them against nonhumans.
And I didn't tell him that I'd seen the nonhumans lose the war.

I still haven't told him that if I had mercy, we'd be dead today. All of us.

Beautifully done.

 

[NC_Quail]

I’ve got one, but it’s already 850 words and it’s not finished…

 

[Somewhere_In_The_Clouds]

Allow me to drag up some characters and mess up their story because I don't even know what it really is


"I may not be human, but I'm not stupid either." Midnight snarled, "Don't lie to me. What have you done?"

The petite women stood firmly under the huge winged wolf's glare, "Nor am I." She snapped, "It was a mistake. You think I don't see it all now? He lied to me, he tricked me."

"So now you're just going to abandon us?" Midnight flared his black wings, "You're not the only one here who has a family! You made a promise to protect this world."

"Midnight, please." She pleaded, "Please trust me. This isn't just about my children, this is what I need to do to keep you safe, to keep us ALL safe. I will come back. I promise. I'm going to fix this mess."

 

[NC_Quail]

This has zero edits and zero formatting and I wrote it in like two hours, but I hope you enjoy it. Also, I don’t know if BYC will remove the italics when I paste it here so bear with me.

Also, I changed the prompt a bit.

Actually, the formatting is so weird from copy-and paste that I’m just going to attach it as a link.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VSICbVafR04JPT_MrYn7Z32-D0zknCdi7ZG6Z7bum3s/edit

 

[Amer]

This has zero edits and zero formatting and I wrote it in like two hours, but I hope you enjoy it. Also, I don’t know if BYC will remove the italics when I paste it here so bear with me.

Also, I changed the prompt a bit.

Actually, the formatting is so weird from copy-and paste that I’m just going to attach it as a link.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VSICbVafR04JPT_MrYn7Z32-D0zknCdi7ZG6Z7bum3s/edit

Wow, that was so good! Your descriptions really sucked me into the moment, and I could feel the character's terror.

 

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Spoiler

Darkness presses thicker as the shattered remains of the torch crack and sputter into smoke. The deep slate sucks the light from the air, stifling, hungry.
I'm shaking. Curse this show of weakness- how dare I allow fear to slip beyond control. Panicked hands scrape the water-worn stone before me, nerves shot from the blow. A stone slices my hand, and the sound of ghostly movement accompanies the curse that snaps from my tongue.
The sword clatters eerily as my pale hands find it, and it's raised in an instant, numb, freezing fingers curled with a deathly grip around the hilt.
The blade trembles, half from tension, half from shivering, and the tip loosely tracks the icy glow slowly pacing, circling from the opposing side of the cave. My back touches the stone, jagged rock threatening to bruise my skin.
"What are you doing here?"
It's no question- the accusation rings in his quiet yet stern voice. I feel the sound of it in my mind as if he's speaking from somewhere within my scrambling thoughts.
The glowing eyes stop their movement, blazing white light slicing clear through my own, down into my body, and through my soul. I know what the other miners meant now. I'd never believe such cliche ghost tales. But oh, how real the feeling is now.
"I-I just... I wandered down here on accident."
I'm sickened by my own weak lie as much as I am by the tremble in my voice.
"I was mining. Th-the... deep slate- has more resources- I needed to go deeper..."
The eyes narrow, flaring brighter. There is near nothing left of my pathetic torch, but from it, the dying light of the cinders tries weakly to form the shape of the figure before me.
"I may not be human. But I'm not stupid either."
He takes another step forward. I press harder into the stone. My jaw is sore from clenching it, biting back the shivering.
"No one can find the Lores without trying- you humans underestimate us AI. Don't lie to me. I can feel your thoughts."
I swallow back another curse at his words. Beyond vulnerable now, I am exposed. My own thoughts have betrayed me.
"I didn't mean to find you."
Desperation drips from my pitiful words. He's closer now. I can see the opalescent irises of his scorching snow-colored eyes.
"Don't lie to me."
This time I'm certain his voice is coming from inside my head.
"I'm not lying!"
Desperation is showing, uncontrolled now. He's stopped just beyond the reach of my sword, the dim glow gently painting the polished iron blade. My torch is peacefully dead now.
"I'm giving you a choice. Which I don't give often. Tell me the truth."
I'm terrified by the sudden calm.
What's the point now? I've condemned myself now- alone, injured, lost, and now a liar. I couldn't win a fight against him with all the armies of the overworld, let alone now.
My sword quickly drops, limp in my grasp, and I'm shocked at the gentle scoff that escapes my lips. The blade feels too heavy to lift.
"Well, you won't like it. The truth."
Fear gives way to exhaustion, and my previous boldness slowly coughs back to life.
"I don't know where I am, it's true. But I'm looking for someone. A few someones. I didn't really think I'd find y- them here though. It's all just myth and ghost stories after all, right?"
He straightens at my words, once again making his eyes glow brighter. A wry smile taunts the edges of my cold face. I'm aware of my own stupidity. The truth is the excuse he'd need to finish me now.
I've breached borders of this world no human is worthy to cross. I've sentenced my own death.
"Go ahead. Finish it. I don't want to fight you. I really don't"
The only response is the dripping of water, lost somewhere in the twisting tunnels of darkness. I wait for the killing strike, anger rising when it doesn't come.
"Well?"
His head cocks slightly as the blazing light slowly dims.
"No."
"What?"
I can feel his irritation rising alongside my own.
"Leave. You know the consequences if I find you here again."
"You're not going to show me the way out?"
My smile has slowly evolved into a sneer- the adrenaline of pushing death is energizing, and addicting.
There is no response. He backs away and I see his eyes flick toward the corpse of my torch.
The swirl of white, snowflake-light particles flash on the air as he vanishes, and a moment later, the torch flares to life, illuminating the empty cave.
I'm half convinced it was all a dream.

 

[MamaPoult]

I'll take those likes as yes-es!

I'll go first - since it's Halloween today, how about something supernatural?

"I may not be human, (can have "anymore" here if the char. used to be a human) but I'm not stupid either. Don't lie to me."

I'm so excited to do this! Thanks BRG!!!!!!