WritingPrompts

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[WP]: In horror you realise that every single person in the room you are standing in is the protagonist of a different writing prompt	390
[WP]: "Why are they still shooting? They know their captain is dead, and there is no hope of rescuing her." "Well, my friend, it appears you are about to experience the human activity known as 'revenge'."	389
[WP]: Every morning, you find a tiny note somewhere in your apartment. The green text are simple, "pick up laundry", "Sarah's birthday", etc. Yellow is moderately important things, and the only red notes you ever had both saved your life. Today you have the third red note. "DO NOT WEAR A HAT."	379
[WP]: The conquers of your empire are only stopped by one person. Some random elderly bastard living right where you need to march. But every single commander you send on the mission comes back with deeply philosophical thoughts of why war is worthless.	370
[WP]: You are two shapeshifters in love, trying to introduce each other to the world as you know it. Your spouse is not very good at being human. But then again, you are just as bad at being a dragon.	363
[WP]: the world as we know it only has two rules: You own everything that you can carry, and you must carry everything that you own.	361
[WP]: ”Just remember: the king is only a consort, the queen is the real ruler. The guards are for show, the assassin is a joke, the jester is the real threat. Believe nothing you first see, and nothing you are told.”	358
[WP]: After a disappointing presidental election in America, Queen Elizabeth goes through with her threat. Britain is taking back the colonies.	356
[WP]: You find yourself in a dark room, standing in the middle of a pentagram. On each corner is your favourite meal, your favourite drink, some insence, a religious item and the tools of your favourite hobby. Around you are teenagers, all shocked that they actually managed to summon you.	325
[WP]: Post-apocalypse, but it's just nice and chill. Not enough food to feed militarist raiding parties, everyone just focuses on trying to plant whatever grows. Mostly infertile from the radiation, every adult treats every random orphan as their baby. A soft, gentle extinction.	322

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