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我可以使用这个工具创建的随机段落吗？
是的，你可以。The Story Shack声称对这些名字没有任何版权要求，但当然也有可能这个名字生成器提供的一些价值已经被其他任何人所拥有，所以请确保总是做你的尽职调查。
我可以用这个[名字]产生多少个想法？
这个随机段落生成器可以为你的项目产生数以千计的想法，所以请放心地继续点击，最后使用方便的复制功能将你的段落导出到你选择的文本编辑器。尽情享受吧!
什么是好的段落？
在这个生成器中，有成千上万的随机段落。这里有一些样本可以开始。
| 理念 #1 | “I can’t quite recall the moment it began, it just seemed to seep upon us like a rising floodwater or noxious gas. War crept up on us and only when it was fixed in our lives, did it announce its presence.” | © Carla Dow |
| 理念 #2 | His father called him strange. He did not like his son’s Greek name. He was afraid that as king Oedipus had killed his father, the boy would bring disaster on his career. | © Gianni Skaragas |
| 理念 #3 | “Honey, I promise. Pickles can go one night without food. He’s a thirty-three pound dachshund, he actually needs to skip a meal.” | © C. McGee |
| 理念 #4 | Most of you have good reasons for not believing in the spirit world. For some of you, it’s just not possible to imagine the human soul continuing its existence among the living without concrete, scientific proof. Others would argue that this sort of thing goes against their religious beliefs or that the idea of ghosts existing among them is just too frightening to accept. I can’t really blame you |
| 理念 #5 | I used to feel that way too. But a year ago, on a bright and sunny June morning, as I felt my soul being permanently wrenched from my earthly body, I learned the reality of such things. The truth is, we do continue our journey on the other side. And for some like me, the transition can be a little problematic. | © Tim Swartz |
| 理念 #6 | No, Rowena is like a rose. She is beautiful and smells of sin, but her thorns cut deep. Just as a rose, you can look, but you can’t touch. She will sting you. Her crimson hair radiates in the sunlight, her perfected body is illuminated by clothing, and her sensual nature surrounds me when I see her. She fills entire rooms with that sweet smell of Rosemary. She causes lapses of breath. Fantasies envelop me. She is a remarkable creature. | © Vanessa K. Eccles |
| 理念 #7 | She awoke in her little bedroom on the upper floor of her townhouse apartment. She pulled off the covers and rolled away from the spot of pee with her little boy at the center of it. | © Brian Moore |
| 理念 #8 | “We’re going on a field trip,” our teacher told us just before classes should have started. His announcement would lead to quite an adventure before that day was over. | © James Osborne |
| 理念 #9 | “Good morning, Mr. Stuart!” | © Brian Moore |
| 理念 #10 | Karl Gruber needed practice shooting, Lorraine Vanderzanden thought, pulling her Ford Explorer to a stop in front of the Gruber bungalow on County Line Road. That much she knew from Laura Lee Gruber’s 911 call. Laura Lee and her mother were still alive, although dinner was ruined. | © Walter Giersbach |
| 理念 #11 | Drake Kasen stood at the door of the Orbital Shuttle that had been commissioned for Orbital Skydiving and looked at the distant landscape of Earth.Drake sealed his protective suit and jumped out into the thin atmosphere. Drake felt gravity grip his body and pull him towards the ground as he fell. Drake closed his eyes, and a tear would have fallen from his eye if he had any tear ducts left in his mechanical body. Drake’s body accelerated through the atmosphere and as he fell, he would have felt the heat from re-entry, if he could feel anything in his robotic limbs that is. Drake had no sense of touch in his artificial body. The doctors that had rebuilt his body from his burnt and maimed corpse after the brutal hovercab explosion thought feeling to be unnecessary. Drake would often wonder if he was truly alive, for didn’t people say, “Pain is the body’s way of letting you know you are alive,” so if he felt no pain, then was he alive? Taking note that he was 50 miles from the ground, Drake tried to pull the cord for his chute. Nothing happened. Drake began to panic when he realized the chute was malfunctioning. If the chute didn’t deploy in time, he would be nothing but a pile of twisted metal and burnt grey-matter on the ground. Drake began to yank at the ripcord, but it was jammed and wouldn’t release the chute, and the ground was getting closer and closer. Finally, Drake wrenched the cord with all of his superhuman strength, and the chute deployed. Unfortunately Drake was far too close to the ground by now, and all the chute could do was lessen the impact from “pile of scrap” to “body in crater” when he hit. With a large crash, Drake hit the earth causing a cloud of dust to rise up. Pulling himself out of the small crater, he looked at his arm through his shredded flight suit. His skin had torn, but instead of muscles and blood, there were metal cables replacing cords of muscle and arteries of blood. Drake sighed |
| 理念 #12 | ever since the accident he never felt pain, for as a cyborg, Drake felt no pain. | © Kyle Takemoto |
你可以在你的储物箱中查看保存的想法（也是离线）!
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