WritingPrompts

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[WP] Out of nowhere, thousands of voices begin presenting you with grievances and complaints from... yourself - or more accurately, your body. "Not enough iron," "too much cholesterol," and "rupture in blood vessel D-14" bombard you at all hours of the day. Your cells are now sapient.	499
[WP] After the city's champion superhero is incapacitated, their arch nemesis takes over the city and declares it sovereign territory. Fast forward a decade or two, and they are a beloved and well-respected public servant. The hero is unsure what to do with themselves now.	370
[WP] After First Contact, it becomes clear that aliens have no concept of physics, engineering or chemistry. Anything more complex than chucking a rock or hitting something with something else is referred to as magic.	340
[WP] You and your fellow assassins had prepared years for this moment, when you could finally draw close and kill the Emperor. Armed with the strongest toxins and poisons you knew, you were shocked to see your target, not only alive, but pleasantly surprised at the "new spices" his cooks had used.	321
[WP] Monsters are born when someone is overwhelmed by despair and loses hope. They are mindless, animalistic and driven to consume they people they saw as happier than they were in life. You've been hired to put down another one downtown, but when it sees you, this one kneels and begs for your help.	312
[WP] Most races we had conquered were much more advanced than humans, having mastered the atom, created hard-light and built Dyson Spheres by the time humans had built their first boat. The humans, however, mastered one science that made them a nightmare for us. Slinging lumps of metal very fast.	308
[WP] You are a famed adventurer, believed to have a supernatural sense for finding lost civilizations, fabled treasures and priceless artifacts. In truth, you just like to take walks and get lost rather easily.	254
[WP] Most monster hunter families have a legendary weapon passed down through the generations: Swords, whips, even a gun once. Your family is not like that; yours IS passed down, but not as an heirloom. It's hereditary. Your blood is poisonous- you must be slain to slay.	215
[WP] In a family of warlocks specializing in black magic and infernal dealings, you decided to break from family traditions. Eschewing demonic magic, you chose science, piercing the veil of the Cosmic and drawing the attention of the Black Things Between Stars. Your parents aren't pleased.	203
[WP] You've snuck into a corporate blacksite, evaded guards, security drones and guard dogs, and then hacked your way into the power armor warehouse. As you slip into the armor, it boots up and its AI says something that takes you offguard: "Welcome back, partner."	158

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