WritingPrompts

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[WP] Yesterday, the world was normal. Today, you woke up to news reports that vast, godlike creatures have manifested all over the planet in their hundreds. And they are all dead. All of them have terrified expressions frozen on their faces. And all of them are pointing toward your home.	35
[WP] One day, while washing your face, someone knocks on the other side of your bathroom mirror. After some time, you translate the morse code to "I like your smile". Which is nice. And then "I want your teeth". Which isn't nice. It gets worse from there.	33
[WP] For some reason, people don't seem to really mind if you walk into their homes, look in every single cabinet and flower pot, and steal everything not nailed down. The dude at the pawn shop doesn't blink when you sell him all the junk. And if anyone gets mad, you just hide for a minute.	33
[WP] The Prey stubbornly refuses to die. They have too many soldiers, too many machines, too many guns. But as the Sentient Virus, you will break them. You will create new viral creatures out of your hosts, mutating and adapting them to break the human last stand. You will feed. You must feed.	32
[WP] Amazon had been infiltrated by mimics and tens of thousands of shipments of the murderously hungry buggers had been sent to customers around the world. Nervously, you look at where you put your brand new set of mecha action figures you received yesterday. They're not there anymore.	32
[WP] Last night, you were grabbed from your home by the army. Told you were drafted, you and thousands of others are delivered to a heavily armed facility, into a warehouse stinking of blood and fear, and given a strange blade each. Something strange flickers in the middle of the room...	32
[WP] A human marine is not the most advanced in the galaxy. He is not the best armed. He is not the cleverest, the bravest, or even the craziest. He is, however, the one most enthusiastic about eschewing his weapons and hitting things with his own body, in a strange dance known as "Kungfu".	32
[WP] In the human simulation game you're playing, one of your characters is having psychotic breakdowns because he's slowly realizing he isn't in control of his own life. (maybe if you didn't keep removing the ladder from the pool he was swimming in) But he's not even the main character.	32
[WP] On the first day, the Moon died and the air became still. On the second day, our pets turned monstrous and feral in our laps. On the third, out of our shadows stepped our dopplegangers. On the fourth, our dead cried out for mercy. On the fifth, we finally saw our true enemy.	32
[WP] You are blessed with Beginner's Luck, but otherwise are a normal person. You succeed in doing anything on the first try. Other super humans are tasked with escorting you into the enemy base so that you can disable the mastermind's doomsday device, which no one has actually seen before.	31

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