WritingPrompts

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[WP] Being an artist is hard work. Materials are expensive and some patrons can just be so darn pushy, ya know? Don't even get me started on how most paintings and sculptures will just piss and moan about every little flaw. Its enough to make you scream sometimes!	4
[WP] An economic migrant in new country is hired for day labor by a shady antique dealer. The dealer confides that he was in the same position not so long ago and wants to pay it forward. The dealer dies unexpectedly leaving the shop to the migrant who discovers they're not the shops first inheritor	3
[WP] There are few truly thankless jobs in the universe and today is your first day at the worst of them all. Your duty is to keep an eye on the smallest of things to ensure the underlying fundamental mechanics of reality stay running smoothly. Welcome to the Office of Quatum Enforcement.	3
[WP] Alone on a pleasant mountain hike you are startled by a loud boom and tumbling rocks a few yards ahead. You rush towards it to find a dozen very short, bearded men with pickaxes climbing from a hole in the cliffside. They are very, very unhappy to see you.	3
[WP] As a seasoned and well traveled diplomat you've met a lot of strange and fascinating people. Sitting down to record your memoirs you think back on the strangest and most fascinating of them all.	3
[WP] Through the generations the City has gone from mixed penal colony - teaming with the worst criminals both men an women alike - to the industrial and technological heart of the entire United Empire. Its Chamber of Tourism is almost a criminal enterprise itself and you're it's Chairman.	3
[WP] A portal opens up on your lawn and a group of adventures tumble through hollering about something being right behind them.	3
[WP] They said the demon couldn't be killed by it did bleed. Our ancestor Sages found a way to shackle the demon deep inside the earth they kept it bleeding to keep it weakened. That was so long ago we've forgotten, but the demon remembers. The demon will never forget.	3
[WP] An oil rig crew discovers they are they only people left in the world when they return to the north Canadian mainland after months offshore. The only clue they have as to what's happened are vaguely human-shaped stains scattered around.	3
[WP] Sing to me, o muse! Sing to me of Harold in accounting! Of whom Alice loves with all her soul, of whom Claire adores in her infant way! Of whose labors have wrested back from tyranny significant tax obligations!	3

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