WritingPrompts

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[WP] Things became very interesting when your government voted to secede from this reality and, the next day, the entire country was transported to an entirely new world. Three of the native nations have declared war on you as "invaders."	26
[WP] In the post-apocalypse, you are part of humanity's last connection to the world before. You are one of the last guardians of civilization. You are one of the few brave souls who risk themselves in the barren wilderness to keep as much of humanity together as possible. You are a mailman.	24
[WP] You've sailed to the ends of the world, slain terrible and magical monsters, won mountains of gold and jewels and earned your place in the Skaldic Songs, but today you face a new challenge, the only one you've ever felt afraid of. Romance.	23
[WP] Sirens are monsters with bewitching voices, bidding victims come to the water's edge, to the rocks where they nest, so that they might be devoured alive by the beasts. You are a mute siren.	22
[WP] When the giant whisked you from your village into its mountains, you were sure you would be eaten or worse. Instead it gently set you down on a bed of moss and leaves and watched you with wide, curious eyes. "Go on," it said after a second of silence, "Sing. All princesses can sing, can't you?"	22
[WP] The last flesh-and-blood human lies on his deathbed, tended to by his gynoid wife of forty years and their three kids.	21
[WP] You grumble in annoyance as you turn the corpse over with your foot. Chest cavity torn open, viscera missing. A quick check-in with your teams in other parts of the national park give you the details of their finds, all telling you the same thing. Frank is acting up again.	21
[WP] Your wife yawned from beside you as she woke. Your eyes swam as you tried to focus on her. She gave you a loving kiss, her soft lips giving way to mismatched fangs that grazed you as they moved. “The sun will grow cold before my love for you does.” She whispered, voice like flames and thunder.	21
[WP] The whaler ship Amelia docks at your city today, and the port is crowded with men and women hungry for their catch; Kraken flesh, Leviathan blubber, even a few pots of Neptune's bone marrow. You, however, are here for the fish only the Amelia and no other can provide; living, loving mermaid.	21
[WP] There was no enemy. There was no envious uncle leading a coup, no foreign invader conquering the kingdom, no uprising calling for his head. There was only one threat to the great warrior prince now that his father had left him the throne; how unprepared he was.	20

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