WritingPrompts

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[EU] John McLane's old police partner has passed on, his spirit returns to help his only friend relearn the joy in life...Died Hard: A Christmas Carol.	8
[WP] Great grand-pappy growed me up on tales of the Rex-ing Crew, the great Dinosaur Battalion of WW II. Side by side creeping through the morning fog of the Ardennes, or the dark eve of the Black Forest. "Few men I'd say it for, but I'll soldier with a sauro any day! Cold blooded and hot headed!"	7
[WP] Don't tell someone that they're not a real witch. Because then they have to prove it. This is unlikely to go well for you.	7
[WP] Captain Jack Sparrow has managed to take control of the East India Trading Company.	7
[WP] "Negative, dispatch, the vehicle does not appear to be motorized. In pursuit on I-15 southbound passing mile marker 232. The suspect is on a non-motorized, regular bicycle pedaling, that's only pedaling, at...78 miles an hour."	7
[WP] A week ago, crossing the street, you were killed by a hit and run. Then surprisingly, reincarnated as an adult 'cave man' in the paleolithic era. Walking along, you stumble as you feel something flit through your beard. Then you hear the crack of the rifle shot.	7
[WP] Fear clutches your heart as you see Death is knocking at your front door. Out of habit, you reach to open the door. You pause and think..."Why the hell is he knocking?"	7
[WP] "Again, McKenzie is beside me here in the control module, a you can see on the monitor." "Yesh!" you spit through gritted teeth, "I shee that! McKenzie is also in the airlock, in McKenzie's space suit, standing next to MacKenzie's hung up space suit!"	6
[WP] He stalked his prey through the jungle of back yard. Armed only with kitty food and yellow dishwashing gloves. She meowed tauntingly, from amidst the overgrown tomatoes. This day, the vet would be denied his prize. Come morning, the chase would begin anew.	6
[WP] Drug smuggling saved the world, after the zombie apocalypse. Armed, watchful convoys from remote farms into the heart of American cities, now brought food. He'd always had the easy runs, through crowded hillside barrios. Now crowded by swarms of undead.	6

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