WritingPrompts

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[WP] Bob the hobo's always been a nice guy. He stops thugs tagging the building, picks up litter, and doesn't bother anyone. When he returned your wallet, you decided to repay him and treat him to dinner. You're now in a 5-star restaurant, and Bob has just paid a bill four times your yearly rent.	8850
[WP] The queen is dead. The kingdom burns around you. Her soldiers fight on, but the invader is relentless. You do the only thing you can; you flee to beg mercy from your god, to call on your protector to cast out your enemies. You leave the hive in search of its beekeeper.	5350
[WP] The Evil Overlord is confronted in his throne room by the heroes' party. When the heroes call him out on his tyrannical rule, he counters with the rapidly dropping unemployment rate, the robust economy, and the dozens of peace accords and trade deals signed under his regime.	5148
[WP] As time went, monsters adapted. Dragons converted gold hoards into corporate shares, ghouls traded warrens and caves for sewers and service tunnels, werewolves stalked alleys instead of dark forests, and so on. Hunters have adapted too; now you look for ways humanity can coexist with monsters.	5145
[WP] Your village has exactly 92 people living in it, but only 91 are human. The last one is an elf and - despite being older than the village itself - a child at that. You're her 53rd adoptive parent.	2355
[WP] You're roommates with the Three Horsemen, who are lazing around 'til Armageddon really starts up. War's gotten you banned from your favorite bar over a brawl, Pestilence is filling the garbage with tissue and biohazards and Famine's eaten away the month's budget. Death is suspiciously absent.	1402
[WP] Everyone is born with a hole where their heart should be. This hole shrinks the closer you are to finding your purpose and grows the further away you get from it. Yours has been steadily growing for the past ten years, and soon you'll disappear altogether if it doesn't stop.	1209
[WP] The police department you've been reassigned to isn't... standard, so to speak. The armory includes holy texts from more religions than you knew existed, beat cops insist the exotic animals following them are their partners, and senior officers are covered in these strange glowing tattoos...	958
[WP] Your love of spicy food has gotten out of hand. It began with curry, mapo tofu and so on, but when they lost their luster, you ate spicier foods, even raw ghost peppers and naga vipers. Then pepper spray. Then live coals and kerosene. Now, you look up at the sun, and salivate as you prepare.	954
[WP] You can see everyone's Deaths following them, arriving to offer their hands right as they die. Today, you saw something new; someone chasing after their Death, who is fleeing at a dead sprint.	561

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