/u/elheber's posts in /r/WritingPrompts
[WP] You were devout Catholic your whole life. After death, you somehow find yourself teamed up with Quetzalcoatl, fighting evil Japanese yokai in Valhalla. All the while trying to keep your entire belief system from collapsing.
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[WP] There's a bear—an actual bear—working in the cubicle next to yours and everyone is treating it like it's normal. The bear approaches you, coffee mug in its hand.
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[WP] "Boost the funk thrusters to one-twenty kilogroove!" "Captain, the ship can't possibly endure that much funk!"
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[WP] "Sorry, I lost the files on my way here." During a interrogation, it becomes increasingly clear one of the officers misinterpreted what "bad cop" means.
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[WP] In the near future, the only way to afford healthcare is to pay your medical bills through crowdfunding. Only the best sob stories get funding. As the saying goes, "If they don't cry, you gon' die." As a result, dramatic fiction writers are the healthiest class of people.
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[WP] Everyone has a halo over their heads. It's believed those with a clearly visible halo are surely to enter Heaven, while those with a faint or invisible one are doomed to Hell. But that's only a theory. Nobody's been able to figure out how they work.
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[WP] A monster approached a monster hunter. The hunter drew his weapon. The monster prostrated. "I heard you were the best at tracking my kind down. I'm desperate to find someone dear to me."
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[WP] Corporations are people, so too people are corporations. One can sell shares of themselves to raise capital; in return shareholders get paid dividends, are entitled to probing personal details and can vote on broad life decisions . Here is your latest Quarterly Report.
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[WP] In a symphony of holy trumpets and angelic chorus, God himself descended from the heavens to slap you across the face.
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