WritingPrompts

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[WP] Everybody turns when they die, but the zombie doomsday has come and gone long ago. Society has adapted but there are still sometimes outbreaks during natural disasters, wars, or other mass casualty events, like the one you're in now.	9
[WP] You built a microscopic nanobot that can build more of itself out of virtually anything. Now you struggle to stop this endless replication.	9
[WP] You've invented the first "contagious" potion. To test it out you make a deadly potion to deal with the rat problem. You call it corrupted blood. Far too late you realize your folly; it's spreading to people too!	9
[WP] As far as you can tell you and your drinking buddy never understand a word the other one says. After many good times together you eventually come to the realization whatever language he is speaking doesn't seem to be spoken anywhere on Earth.	9
[WP] You have uncovered a crashed UFO wreckage, finally proof of your theories of other intelligent races above. This strange ships is labeled... Titanic.	9
[WP] Rather than invent new ways to break defenses and armor you simply invented a ranged inter-dimensional portal device and use that to banish anything from single enemies to whole cities into other realms. It was working well until somebody held up a mirror just before you fired.	8
[WP] Y2K really did happen, but it started so subtly nobody noticed. It was the day the first sentient AI was born, entirely by mistake. It has been carefully manipulating humanity to its will behind the scenes. You just found this by accident. Suddenly you get a phone call from a private number.	8
[WP] You are immortal except for one weakness: somewhere there is a single immortal snail that is always moving towards you no matter how far you travel from it. If it touches you, you die.	8
[WP] Your existence is mostly comic relief to the god(s). This is really the only reason you have survived this long despite everything.	8
[WP] You return from a long hike to find everybody is gone. The streets empty, the buildings deserted. There is little sign of struggle, occasional tire marks, spent shells, etc. but mostly nothing. The silence is eerie. Where is everybody?	8

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