WritingPrompts

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[WP] “Yeah, sure. Why not.” You answer to the crackhead at the public restroom, after he asks you if you would like to help him defeat the dolphins. A couple days later the same crackhead, nose still white, shows up at your doorstep in full combat gear and armed to the teeth.	531
[WP] Planet report: TR-189, colloquially “Earth”. Oxygen based atmosphere. Dominant life form is a bipedal gregarious mammal, globally infected with a type K2 parasite from birth. Research note: said creature seems to regard this parasite as a primordial organ, referred in their language as “brain”.	514
[WP] Another bruised man walks into your humble clinic. "Let me guess. Hunter for hire?" "Yes." "Insect hunting?" "Yes." "Eastern caves?" "Yes." "They forgot to tell you the Eastern cave bugs are massive?" "...Yes."	499
[WP] A god-like alien species visits earth, and after seeing its advancements and civilization decides to give extraordinary powers to a random human, as a gift to prosperity. No one knew what to do when they located the receiver, Florida Man.	357
[WP] The priest prayed a Hail Mary for every shell he loaded into the shotgun, an Our Father for every bullet in the revolver. He clutched his rosary and prayed one last Gloria Patri, and signed the cross before turning towards the door. The shrieks and bellows echoed outside the church.	244
[WP] You are a space trucker, the loneliest job to ever exist. Months without social contact, hauling cargo to and from every corner of the universe. You decided to pass the time by talking with the AI that co-commandeers your ship, only to realize it's slowly helping it gain sentience.	229
[WP] You voluntarily become the first human to successfully undergo criogenic sleep. You wake up thousands of years into the future, after the fall of civilization, to discover a tribe has kept your cryopod and rever you as a dormant deity.	213
[WP] "No, these blades are all weak. I want your most loyal sword." The blacksmith reaches into a veiled cage and pulls out a unique scimitar, a living one. "You can have it for free, but the feeding costs are yours." The handguard awakens and stares at you with its single eye.	206
[WP] "Help me!" Yelled the woman in the cage that hangs by the cave ceiling. It takes you three seconds to notice how there's something wrong with her eyes and the cage bars are twitching. You sigh as you draw your bow and a tally on your notepad. Yep, just another day in the mimic hunting business.	159
[WP] You were born with supernatural eyesight. You can naturally zoom endlessly into anything, even reaching subatomic levels. Today there’s a beautiful night sky, and you have decided to lay down and zoom into the universe as far and deep as you possibly can.	155

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