/u/IMightBeAHamster's posts
[WP] You are the greatest bartender ever to live. There isn't a single drink you couldn't brew up in under ten minutes, and everyone knows it. In fact, there is one drink in particular, that you know no-one else could ever make. You're the first bartender, and you stole the recipe for immortality.
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[WP] The Earth is a cosmic no-go zone. The moon was an attempt to destroy it. The sun is evil and perpetuates the perverted life abundant there. The walking biological weapons that ruined it have broken out of their isolation and the creators have fled to the skies. Those biological weapons are us.
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[WP] You knew they existed. Lacuna, a company named specialising in memory erasure: specifically, erasure of painful memories. What you didn't expect however, was to wake up one day to find £150 gone, and an envelope telling you that if you ever felt you needed your memory back, "just call us".
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[WP] The astrophysicist was pale as he explained why there had been no contact after all these years. "Earth is under quarantine," he said.
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[WP] You forge souls. When people have traded theirs away, you can smith them a new one. This newest person you've got in your workshop, they're a six year old child. And their eyes are dead and cold, colder than you've ever seen before.
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[WP] You are one of a few people on planet earth with this ability. The ability to talk to the spirits of weather. They're really quite nice people, and they make good conversation. The only problem: they're all unbearably hot, and not in ºC.
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[WP] You live a fairly simple life. Bartender to the only bar that's stood for over 2000 years. Your customers are infrequent, but always come back. What could be so special about your bar? Well, you've got a recipe book straight from Olympus. And you're the only human who can brew Ambrosia.
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[WP] In the days of ancient and old, there was a girl. A girl who would wander a great expanse, far bigger than our fair town. She was the one who taught the trees to grow, who taught the sun and the moon to dance, and the birds each and every one of their songs. And you've just found her diary.
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