Imagine your own secret lair and explain what’s inside.

I have had this idea for a super hero but a really dark super hero for a long time and it involves me. I am not sure when this came to me but it was around 6 years ago I think and I am also not sure what prompted me. But the secret to how I get the super powers is – it’s actually a very powerful suit and weapons plus a whole lot of other stuff. You see, one night I was walking around when I happen to see a crashed ufo. It is small and partially camouflaged and I approach it cautiously. No one else has noticed it and it’s descent was not tracked as the ufo was cloaked. It was only only due to the crash that I could see part of it.

I go inside and see a dying alien who points me to a button. When I press this, something gets injected into me and I gain access to all the controls of the ship and the gadgets that the alien has. He or it then dies. I can now access the records and the computer and it translates everything into English for me. I quickly decide that I need to hide this ship and manage to press the controls needed to have the auto-regeneration done so the ship can be fixed. I bury the dead alien and get into the ship and cloak the vehicle. I fly the ship into the air and look for places to hide it. I find a mountain nearby that is left alone and no one climbs it or disturbs it.

Using the laser weapons on the ship, in the dark of night I blast a large cave into the side of the mountain and set the ship inside it. Using some material on the ship I find I can now camouflage the entrance to my secret cave and it can open and close in such a way that you’d have to be right in front to actually see that there is a cave there with an that is opening and closing. I now have my secret lair. Next I find a suit of armour that has an oxygen supply and a flying apparatus fitted onto the back. And yet it feels so light when I wear it. Using it, with a full face helmet ofcourse, I can fly into the air at great speeds.

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You’ve discovered a new planet. Describe what you see.

Ok, the spaceship or starship has just arrived and is orbiting the strange blue planet. Blue, but not exactly like us. For instance what I can see is that there is a lot of ocean. Unlike the earth, this planet is more of a water planet. It is only 20 percent land and the rest is clear, blue oceans and seas. And it is a different colour of blue.

I decide to take a small crew of 3 and take a shuttle down to the planet to take a closer look. We land on a large patch of what looks like graiss but it is a faded maroon in colour. The land stretched out in front of us but in the distance we can see what looks like giant mountains. On the left of us we can see bushes and trees. Odd looking leaves and what we assume are flowers. The air is breathable but the oxygen content is a bit lower which could cause us to get tired easily so we keep the helmets and oxygen supplies on. The 4 of us walk a bit further and look up – in the early evening sky we can see that the planet has 3 moons….scratch that! 4 moons. And they look gorgeous upon that evening sky.

The grass flows in the wind like a river and the alien birds make their shrill noise as they glide in the evening light. The birds are small in body yet have these huge wings that seem to be almost 3 times their size. This sight fascinates us so much that we almost do not notice the huge animals that have wandered near us. As the night time descends we can see that the animals are luminescent and that the night time glow is gorgeous to see. Furry, large yet gentle creatures with mutiple legs walking near us and they don’t seem to be too worried in our presence. They keep looking for things to eat and its the leaves, the bushes and shrubs near us that they seem to be more attracted to. We must be in their feeding grounds.

All the creatures seems to be herbivores and they also seem to like a fruit that falls from the trees in the area. One animal walks near me to get to the fruit and I run my hands on it’s thick, fluffly fur. Eben with the gloves of my suit I can feel that it’s among the most softest fur ever. The animals seems to like the rubbing effect and approach even further to each of us. Like large, long dogs who have been petted for the first time and loving it, they come back for me and soon all 4 of us are running our hands through the soft backs and bellies of these gentle creatures. After it gets too dark, even with 4 moons lending light to where we stand, it gets harder for us to see. So we bid goodbye to these lovely animals and let them continue their feed as we get back to the shuttle and go back to the ship.

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Write an open letter to your future self.

Hello me,

I was just checking in to see how you are. It’s been a long time and I know you are much older. 18 years have passed on by and well, sorry I missed your birthday. 60 years old eh? How is the leg and the knee? I heard you lost some weight. That’s alright, you were bound to lose some in your advancing years.

How is it living in the small apartment which started seeming to be so big now that you are living all alone, as it’s been years since both your parents passed away? Except for the maid who comes daily and goes back home once her work is done? And how you look forward to the few and far between visits from your sister, her children and grandchildren? And how you hope you can host another dinner party for them and some cousins or join one just to have people around.

How does it feel being alone and not having had that one woman who you love and who loved you to be with? Never having lived with, slept the night with or woke up to or married a lover?

Are you gonna be ok?

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Walking down the street, you encounter a folded piece of paper on the sidewalk. You pick it up and read it and immediately, your life has changed. Describe this experience.

There I am walking down the street minding my own business and as I walk on by, I spy a big piece of paper lying on the sidewalk. Now usually I do not pick up stray bits of paper but this one was large, A4 size and it was neatly folded and lying on the clean section of the sidewalk and it had my name printed in bold, large font on the side that was facing top.

The text on the paper tells me about the existence of aliens, who have been here for 1000s of years and who have influenced the lives of us humans and have steered the course of our history. It quotes evidences and where I can find them around the world and with details all given. It tells me that I can easily find all the evidence I need to prove that this is true and how most of the religious figures from history were aliens. And that they have plans to come out and annihilate mankind and keep the planet, animals and birds and all it’s resources for themselves.

Finally the paper tells me that they are watching and to trust no one and that to be on my guard. I fold it and put it in my pocket and suspiciously stare at people who pass me by. They are watching me!

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You are the first astronaut to arrive on a new, uncharted planet. Write the note that you leave to those who come after you.

It’s one small step for Roshan, one giant freakin’ leap for humankind. My ultimate dream is to fly in space or travel through space and visit various alien planets, moons and asteroids go through all the planetary systems in different star clusters across this galaxy and the others. So if I could be the first astronaut to arrive on a new, uncharted planet (what do you mean by new anyways? A newly formed planet or just new to us?) I would be ecstatic.

So let’s take it that this planet is devoid of all life except for plants and stuff. No animals, birds or humanoid or any other sentient type of beings either. I will do a survey, map and chart the land and when it’s finally time to leave the planet and go back into space, I will leave a note that will serve well for those aliens or anyone who comes to the planet after I am gone. It will be perfect and scare the shit outta any badass alien who thinks he can play around with me.

“This planet was full of life but they pissed Roshan off and they paid the price!”

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Write about anything, in whatever genre or form, but your post must include a speeding car, a phone call, and a crisp, bright morning. (Wildcard: you can swap any of the above for a good joke.)

So it was a crispy, bright morning with some blue skies and a few clouds but the sun was shining bright and yet it was a cool, cool morning. The kinda of morning that makes you say, you don’t want to waste it sitting around at home when you could be out and about enjoying the beautiful day. So that was what was in front of me so I quickly shaved, took a shower and went out for some breakfast and coffee.

I sat and enjoyed my breakfast and coffee for a while, taking in the scenery and watching people walking by or sitting down for their own breakfast. I got another coffee to go and walked towards my car and decided to head to the park and after an hour or so there I thought I would head to the mall for some shopping. So I was on my way when I got a phone call – I usually don’t talk on the phone when I’m driving so I ignored it as I glanced at the caller id and saw that it was a blocked number. No idea who would be calling me on that but I ignore it and drove on. But the phone kept ringing and it was annoying me like crazy.

On the 5th ring I thought I’d pick it up, could be important and I answered “Hello”. I got a funny kinda buzzing noise as I put the cell phone towards my ear which irritated me and also made me drop the phone. As I tried to shake it off a speeding car came up from behind me and drove parallel to my car and honked at me. I looked over and this stunning redhead with long flowing hair tried to get my attention. It was working but she told me to pull over. What was going on? So I did at the first chance I got and stopped the car. She parked hers in front of mine, came over to my car, opened the passenger seat and grabbed my phone and then threw it in an empty lot. I was angry and looked at the lot and then back at the woman and just about started to ask, what her problem was when there was a loud explosion.

The phone had exploded and there were black marks on the vacant lot. People gathered near the explosion spot and there were gasps and moans. I was shocked and didn’t know what to say. The woman had just saved my life and I had no clue as to who she was. I looked at her and said “Thank you but how did you know?” She just put her finger on my lips and sushed me. Then she “Roshan, you are in danger. There are people, powerful people, who are out to kill you because they think you saw something that you shouldn’t have. Come with me and I’ll keep you safe. I’m a secret agent.” And with that she pulled me towards her car and let me into the passenger seat and we drove off!

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It was sunny when you left home, so you didn’t take an umbrella. An hour later, you’re caught in a torrential downpour. You run into the first store you can find — it happens to be a dark, slightly shabby antique store, full of old artifacts, books, and dust. The shop’s ancient proprietor walks out of the back room to greet you. Tell us what happens next!

Well at this point I just want to stay inside the store with it’s warmth and dryness and not be drenched in the downpour outside. So I pretend that I was looking for this same store for a while and ask the store owner for some old artifacts and books and ask numerous questions about them. My idea was to wait until the rains die down and then I would purchase something that I could get for cheap or in the likelyhood that I find something really interesting I would buy it no matter what. Hey, I could always sell it on eBay later if I didn’t want to keep it.

However things would get interesting. The old man who owned the store brought out some hot cups of cocoa and started showing me some of his prized stuff. I was barely listening, even though he was a good story teller, until he mentioned some maps and paintings leading to a lost treasure. Treasure, eh? My interest was piqued so I asked for more details and he brought out some legendary maps with a log about an group of early treasure seekers who went on an expedition to find the Lost city of Almata and the treasure that was hidden in an old palace. I went through the maps and the paintings, including cut outs kept in the well catalogues log book when suddenly – a familiar face was staring back at me from a painting!

A woman, no the woman from my dreams. I had had these dreams for as long as I can remember about a dusky, raven haired beauty, a princess who has haunted me in my dreams from childhood. I always thought she was created in my imagination and my love for adventure stories and movies. But no, she was real. A princess who was the guardian of the treasure of Almata. I was fascinated, I had to go and find this place and seek the treasure. Or this ghost of a princess would never leave my dreams. I bought the maps and the log and went home to pour through the details. I would find a way of traveling to the places mentioned and find this lost city.

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Someone’s left you a voicemail message, but all you can make out are the last words: “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you months ago. Bye.” Who is it from, and what is this about?

It could be the woman you have had a major crush on for the past year or two but have never had the guts to open up and share your feelings with as you were too scared or shy to do so. You’ve wanted to tell her and you’ve lusted after her and yearned for a kiss and more but didn’t think that you could ever measure up to her. And now she is gone and she had similar feelings for you but it is too late.

Or it’s that woman you’ve been casually dating on and off for several months maybe even years and she just found out that’s she pregnant and you are the daddy. But she isn’t sure about marriage and keeping you tied down to a commitment since you had mentioned time and again that it wasn’t what you were looking for and that you were happy with the current arrangement. So since you made it very clear that you didn’t want to be hitched and/or have kids, she hide her pregnancy from you and went on a “business trip” to clear her head and now is moving away to have the baby and start a new life.

Or….it could be that hot woman you met at a hotel bar while you were on a vacation or work related trip and you got to know a little as you talked while having a few martinis. And then you really got to know later in either of your rooms. And you exchanged numbers with and promising to call but you didn’t since you have a wife and kids. And several months later she is calling you to tell you that she is HIV positive and perhaps so are you!

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You’re at the beach with some friends and/or family, enjoying the sun, nibbling on some watermelon. All of a sudden, within seconds, the weather shifts and hail starts descending from the sky. Write a post about what happens next.

So we’re all wondering what the heck kind of weather this is. One second you’re nibbling on ice cold watermelon and enjoying the heat and suddenly it’s a hail storm. With hail the size of baseballs falling from the sky. And it hits people in the head, the chest and their arms and legs. Pandemonium strikes and all I can hear are yelling and screaming, parents trying to shield their young and calling for help.

The hail is so hard that it even punched in several holes on the boats that were tied to the pier. People’s bare backs were showing red spots the size of a large hand due to being hit by the hail. The lifeguards did their best to usher people out of the beach but the hail just kept hitting on as far as the eye could see. Soon I could see lots of blood and several dead bodies lying on the sand and the loud wails of their loved ones trying to get to the dead bodies. Just what kind of weather is this. And all of a sudden, we hear the deafening noise of what sounded like huge airplanes above us. But it wasn’t airplanes!

It was a ufo. An alien spaceship or a mothership to be more likely. It was huge, the size of several football stadiums put together. And it was responsible for sending the large hail at us. This was the first attack of an invasion by a hostile alien race. Were we in any shape to deal with it? It looked unlikely as the ship blocked our vision as it closed upon the earth’s surface and in the distance I could see several such large ships slowly coming down.

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You’re on a long flight, and a palm reader sitting next to you insists she reads your palm. You hesitate, but agree. What does she tell you?

Well I was just sitting there in my comfy seat in first class, with a book in one hand and a soft drink in the other. We were flying over the Pacific Ocean and I was actually looking forward to the 8 hour long flight as I could relax, read and even take a long nap if I so wanted to. What I didn’t expect though was that the lady sitting next to wanted to chat and boy did she have some interesting things to say.

She smiled at me with those eyes that have seen way too much for her to ever write down and her age showed even with that twinkle in her eyes. She must have been somewhere between 60-65 and aging nicely with that grey-black hair and she was dressed stylishly in black and wore a perfume that evoke grandeur of a time gone by. She asked my name and where I was from and I politely answered and played the part of a decent gentleman who was too well behaved to be rude to a lady who wanted a bit of a conversation even though I wanted nothing more than to sit back and read my book.

Then she suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence and stared deep into my eyes and grabbed my right hand and asked me if she could read my palm. I was taken aback, not expecting that, but said “sure” and bemused watched as she proceeded to read my palm and drawn lines on it using her thin and sharp nails. Her eyebrows knitted together and deep furrows appeared on her forehead. She read something that scared her and frightened her, it seems. What was it, what was it that had her so worried? She must have been reading my palm silently for what seemed liked forever but was actually not more than 10 minutes when she started gasping for air. I got worried and tried to get the attention of a passing stewardess. The lady clutched at her chest, gasped and seemed to stop breathing and then tried to stand up but fell on the floor.

Everyone who saw it cried out in shock at this scene and the stewardesses were at her side and gave her mouth to mouth and splashed water on her face. After a few minutes the lady seemed to breath normally again but she was still in shock and as they helped her up she saw my face again, my concerned face and she pointed at me while still sitting on the floor and as everyone turned to look in my direction, half standing and half sitting in my seat, she started yelling…..

“EL DIABLO! LUCIFER! SATAN! THE DEVIL IS HERE!”

Oh boy, how am I gonna get outta this one!

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You return home to discover a huge flower bouquet waiting for you, no card attached. Who is it from — and why did they send it to you?

Personally if I come home and see a huge flower bouquet waiting for me, I’d think that I am dying and someone is concerned and is offering their sympathies for me. Or that the flower delivery place had the wrong address. Why would anyone be sending me flowers?

Well if I were to let my fantasy and imagination run wild I would say that the bouquet is from this gorgeous woman in her late 30s I keep seeing and staring at and have spoken to one just a couple of occasions. She smiles and I smile back but we have exchanged only a few words of mainly greetings and “how are yous”. But I wish for more. I wish she would stop by for coffee or let me take her out for some. And maybe dinner or a movie or both. And I wish for that smile to be just for me.

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What’s the date today? Write it down, remove all dashes and slashes, and write a post that mentions that number.

Inside the space shuttle he looked at the monitors and glanced at the digital clock & calendar that ticked off the seconds & minutes before blast off. His fellow astronauts were buckled in their seats and thinking of the risks that they were taking – an experimental spaceship that housed a revolutionary new engine that was faster than anything that had even been imagined. It promised to take the shuttle and it’s 3 member crew to their destination – the planetary system that was called Futura by NASA and in particular a large new-earth planet that the governments of earth and the population at large were hoping would be the new home for a species that had almost drained it’s home planet’s resources.

The countdown began and the shuttle takes off into the skies and then breaks orbit and even the crew and the NASA staff on the ground were surprised at the speed which beat their expectation. The people on the ground cheered and the millions watching it live on their tvs, computers and hand held devices all ran through the gamut of emotions – crying, laughing, cheering, yelling, hifiving, hugging and opening celebratory bottles to drink and then eat, as things seemed to be going according to plan. If everything worked out the way it was planned, the crew of the ship would reach the Futura system in 7 weeks and land on the planet and post a survey will return back with their findings. If the planet was a go to settle, the next plan was to send the first of several bio-ships to Futura for settling the planet and then in various stages send the earth’s population (people and some animals) in big ships for relocation.

Back on the ship as the crew hit the maximum setting on the speed, they relaxed a bit before they entered stasis that would enable them to sleep through the 7 weeks that it would take to reach Futura. The crew had an automated alarm that would wake them as soon as they reached the planet’s orbit. Sleep was dreamless and it seemed like it was a very short time before they woke up due to the alarm sounding. The three astronauts rubbed their eyes and dressed as the space shuttle shook as they were reaching the planet and as the lead astronaut took his seat his eyes bulged out as he glanced at the digital clock and calendar. He started hyperventilating and pointing to the display and the other two rush towards him – the year displayed was 11092015!!

How could that be? It was 2510 when they left and the trip was only for 7 weeks. But as the other two assisted their captain to the floor they looked at the planet below them as the surface became clearer. It was earth, still their earth but it was destroyed and in ruins and the oceans and seas and other bodies of water were almost dried up and where there was land and cities and towns it was charred and black and destroyed beyond any recognition. No lights were visible and it looked seemingly without life. This was the planet that they were heading to faster than anything mankind had created, seemingly the last remaining humans alive.

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Invent a definition for the word “flangiprop,” then use the word in a post.

Hmmm, let’s try this. A Flangiprop is a useless item in a house or home that is never used, has no use and is usually ignored by the residents of the home until the place needs to be cleaned. Also, it will suddenly become useful when you least expect it and in a sudden moment of need, it can be used to great effect.

So I had this flangiprop that just lies on this mantel at my home. It was a gift from…I dunno….years ago at my wedding and neither I nor my wife are aware of who it is that gave it to us. So in order to be safe we kept it there on the mantle just in case it was a close friend or relative who gave us this gift and we wanted to be sure that they saw that we were displaying it, or they might feel bad. But we never found out just who it was that gift us that ugly and clunky looking thing.

However this one night it came in handy and very useful, 7 years after our wedding. We were coming back home from a night out at a movie and then dinner and my wife had entered through the front door while I was parking the car in the garage, when I heard a scream. I rushed in and saw that a masked thief had a gun pointed at my wife and was beckoning me to be quiet and close the door behind me. I did as obeyed fearing for our lives but when he was distracted by our dog coming in from the upstairs room, I picked up the flangiprop which was near me and hit the thief on the head, knocking him outcold. I hugged my wife and using a piece of rope, I tied up the intruder while my wife called the cops.

As the police took away the thief, my wife and I poured a glass of wine each and silently thanked the unknown person who gave us that flangiprop!

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