“A magnificent arsonist is investigated for treason because of a tip from a witless smuggler”
Randomly Generated by Story Bandit
A magnificent arsonist is investigated for treason because of a tip from a witless smuggler longing for revenge. In walks this talented lady of the flame with auburn hair, stunning eyes and legs for days. Such an accomplished criminal and she may be on her way to jail. Continue reading Leo and Gigi
“One morning in an abandoned farmhouse haunted by the spirit of a crazed widow, a lost widow, a soldier, and an insane widow attempt to steal an old map.”
Randomly Generated by Springhole
One morning in an abandoned farmhouse haunted by the spirit of a crazed widow, a lost widow, a soldier, and an insane widow attempt to steal an old map. At the exact moment a young woman with ordinary features was hanging around her pop pop’s farm. She was clothed in all black and her eyes were red from the tears. She decided to leave the wake and run somewhere. She could feel the dew drops on her bare feet. She felt free. She went wherever her feet were taking her. She saw something briefly but refused to believe her puffy eyes, so she kept running. When she couldn’t run anymore she realized that the morning fog had gotten worse and if she had taken another step she would have walked smack into an abandoned farmhouse…
Years Later…
The hot sticky Kentucky day was finally coming to an end. The horses were being watered and finally exercised by the exhausted staff. Many thought that the recent heat wave had to end before it took too many more lives. Heat like this was bound to attack the elderly and infirmed first and it did. The death count for the past week alone was up to seven. Just yesterday the body of old Edie was found in her garden. She looked like she was searching for something under her rose bushes but one could never know what exactly Edie was ever up to. Just last summer, senility started to take over her mind. No one had the heart to tell the county’s first female doctor that she was losing it, so everyone in town just kept an eye on her because her only child was married to a French man and their lives were rooted in Marseille.
No one seemed prepared for the death of Edie, but she lived a full life and it was difficult to see such a brilliant mind fade away. In a way, her death was a merciful one. The only thing that seemed to bother the woman that found Edie was that it looked like she was trying to dig to China. She died with a smile on her face clutching a shovel in one hand and an old piece of paper in the other.
“A psychotic scientist who can hack memories stalks a gullible red-skinned alien in order to liberate a political prisoner”
Randomly Generated by Story Bandit
It’s been a long time coming for Dr. Smoot. He was at the end of his tether because he saw no other options than this. He was going to become the evil villainous mad scientist that he loathed and despised to see as a character in a novel. But it can’t be helped. He continues to tell himself “it simply can’t be helped.” He tried reasoning with his local government and when that didn’t work he took it all the way to the High System Council. They all laughed at him because they could see no political gain by helping him attempt to free a man that no one has never really heard about. Politics are about gain. None had anything to gain by helping Smoot. The High System Council only entertained the meeting with Smoot because he was one of their most valuable pawns in the System. Yet, what he was asking would have been political suicide.
Which brings us to now…”it can’t be helped.” Smoot did what he thought he had to do, but from the outside looking in Smoot is a psychotic scientist who can hack memories and managed to stalk a gullible red-skinned alien in order to liberate a political prisoner.
Smoot was very cunning and his plan worked. He realized that he had power that he never used. And now people must pay…
“An obscene human-insect hybrid from an alternate history travels through a wormhole to kill a resentful human-deer hybrid”
Randomly Generated by Story Bandit
The year was 2323, an obscene human-insect hybrid from an alternate history travels through a wormhole to kill a resentful human-deer hybrid. This insect hybrid was often called Joey and his life’s mission has been to reclaim the honor of his people among his society. Upon searching through the decalogs, he discovered that the origin of such slanders against his race all started with the deer hybrids many cycles before his birth. Actually, it all started with one deer hybrid, Distro, who is now hiding in this alternate world. Distro is an evocative beautiful sexy bitch. She hates nearly everything and everyone. She’s not shy about how she feels and her tongue might as well have razors.
Distro must die.
Imaginings are my quick stories that I make up with a very short time limit. For right now I’m allowing no more than 15 minutes to craft a tale woven around a randomly generated partial sentence from Story Bandit or other random generated genre ideas websites.
I realize that these aren’t literary works of art. They’re only meant to be fun and keep me writing and trying to improve my creative side of my mind.
List of sites used: (last updated 8/22/13)
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