WritingPrompts

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[TT] It has been 3 years, but you are finally about to arrive on the first habitable planet you have seen in years with your crew since Earth was destroyed.	4
[WP] The 12 year old girl with the pointy witch hat (You know the one) faces of against a far more powerful but humble arc-mage.	4
[TT] A graffiti artist and that also happens to be a teleporter is terrorizing a small town, but with beautiful art.	3
[WP] Your trusted lieutenant turns to you with a puzzled expression. "Hey Cap... I know this is gonna sound crazy, but we are picking up some strange readings to our starboard." Your face whitens as you look at the readings. You had prayed to never see them again. "EVERYONE. BATTLE STATIONS!"	3
[WP] You have prepared for it all your life; The Coming of the Void. Its entirely different than you expected, for better or worse.	3
[WP] While driving through the desert to escape your problems, your car's GPS begins giving you directions. With nothing better to do and h, you follow them. They lead you to an old abandoned gas station, miles away from any known settlement. You warily approach.	3
[WP] Far in the future, we have abandoned our home system. The aliens are just fining out why.	3
[WP] You are the last living thing in the husk of a long dead universe. As you sit in perpetual solitude, you start hearing voices that defiantly aren't your own.	3
[WP] The dying space marine pressed the rugged, ancient gun into the newbies arms. Taking his final breaths, his voice crackled over the comms; "Death... or glory. Take care of them."	3
[WP] You looked on in pain, and something inside you snapped. Power swirled around you as you howled in rage and agony, and lightning cracked the sky.	3

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