Cause we have a poetry board. Any prose is allowed.

So here I go:
Once upon a time, not very long ago from when I wrote this, there lived ogres and giants and all that sort of crazy stuff. They appeared from absolutely nowhere. They literally just appeared, increasing the total mass in the universe. They defied laws of physics, killing almost everyone with a few swings of their massive clubs. Nowadays, people live in hiding, underground. If I'm still alive tomorrow, I'll continue writing this for whoever is here.

Good idea to make a prose board Pie face. =)

You don't seem to realize that almost every form of literature apart from poems are prose.

>>3 I'm not stupid pie face. Of course, I know that. =/

>>4 Poe's law ;)

>>5 Can you explain what prose really is?

Story time:
In this day and age, the crime rate in this particular ciry skyrocket having more and more prisoners on held. The government made a project that will help them solve all the crime problems, which is the "Go Redemption program"

I'm Kenneth Dick, a notorious criminal who pratically break every rule that existed. Steal, murder, assanination, rape, illegal possesion of weaponry and drugs, etc. I'm what you call a free man. I'll do what I want, I don't care of the rules, and I can easily escape from the law. The reason why I'm captured right now, is because I bumped into a mad scientist, threatened him, and he zapped me with a 1000 volts. I didn't die as you could see but it got me arrested. That mad scientist is also helping the government authorities to capture all the criminals that are running around the city and also he made that "Go redemption program" That crazy bastard made the crime rate from 80% to 20% within a month with the help of his gadgets and stuff. I want to escape and punch that guy to death but I can't since they implanted a chip on me at the back of my head. So anyway, I'm currently been stuck in prison for a month and just waiting for them to come to me as I was chosen as their test project.

I'll tell you the rest afterwards but I'm pretty sure I'll be beating them up and died on the scene but let just see what will happen

>>6 According to wiki "Prose is a form of language that exhibits a grammatical structure and a natural flow of speech rather than a rhythmic structure (as in traditional poetry)."

>>7 so any sentence can be considered as prose?

>>8 Basically, as long as it's not a poem and as long as it's not trying to use a specific form (i.e. rhyme scheme, structures of poetry) then it's prose. I guess you could say written word???

>>8 Bullshit sentences, things that make sense, and so on.

And then the prose thread became useless. The end.

Alright, I'll try out some of this prose stuff.

I looked in the mirror beside me and stared back at the girl who didn't know what to do with herself. She was stressed to no means, but it was okay. She could hide it. A nice smile, make-up on her face, vibrant clothing, and an energetic tone to match. Everyone thought she was happy! She thought she was happy! But someone told her it was all a lie, the girl in the mirror. What was she to do? She really was in denial. Stuck in a labyrinth and until she was able to fix everything, she was stuck. Stuck in a labyrinth with no exit while I was stuck in the void called false reality. That's all there was to it. Two different worlds yet still the same person.

An asshole axed Alice after an airplane accident.

He entered Derick's small lodge easily.