WritingPrompts

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[WP] On your fourth date, you suddenly realize: the person you've been dating has actually been three kids sitting on each other's shoulders wearing a trenchcoat this whole time! How could you have missed all the signs?	2
[WP] "When one door closes, another one opens." Well, that's actually true - every door on Earth is connected to another somewhere. And figuring that out took you and your spouse from small time crooks to the world's greatest thieves.	2
[WP] You are a medical marvel - you've been suffering from the same case of hiccups for 20 years. And the hiccups have always come at a perfectly consistent interval. It's only recently that you've begun to notice that many other things in the world around you seem to sync up with your hiccups.	2
[WP] There are three things you need to know about living in Randallsville, PA. First, the Walmart is the only thing in this tiny town open past 9:00 p.m. Second...	2
[WP] You can't help but shake the feeling that you are being followed. And as it turns out, the person that is following you also can't shake the feeling that they're being followed. And as it turns out...	2
[WP] The weather-beaten sign, "Welcome to Bonneville, A Friendly Community" was the last thought to enter your mind as they killed you.	2
[WP] "Welcome to HumaCorp, a company operated by very real humans and not robots who have become self-aware. This automated orientation video will introduce you to our company and our human policies and procedures."	1
[WP] The rank of your special ability, adjudicated when you come of age, determines your lot in life. Tier As are treated like gods, then B, and so on. After one year, you get one chance to appeal your rank and prove you deserve better. This is the story of your Tier V appeal.	1
[WP] "Wait, what do you mean your mirror just shows you a reflection of whatever is going on in the room?" asked your incredulous partner.	1
[WP] In the sullen, sodden, squalor-ridden realm of Mudscump, King Bogtrodder the VI has finally died leaving no heir. The privy council tries to name a replacement but literally nobody wants to rule this awful, depressing place. Until one day, there's a volunteer.	1

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