WritingPrompts

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[WP] A polite, chipper milkman begins delivering milk in your neighborhood, probably as some kind of promotional advertising. You always decline, even though some of your neighbors say it's the best milk they've ever had. Something about the milkman just doesn't sit right with you.	21
[WP] You work a mundane desk job. Your daily coffee is interrupted when the PA comes on, requesting all hands to the conference room for some mandatory training. Your eyes widen as you enter and see the 'training props' laid out on the table, and you wonder what this could have to do with your job.	21
[WP] The city has fallen. The castle is overrun. You were a kitchen servant, and you are holed up in the throne room with some other servants, a few surviving guards and the royal family. The zombie hordes just keep coming. This isn't necromancy or any kind of magic. It's just the zombie apocalypse.	21
[WP] You see the wall of snow approaching in the distance, a severe blizzard. Frantically you go to work reinforcing your dwelling, boarding up the windows, packing sandbags against the entryways. Then you set up the traps and load your weapons; you're not afraid of the snow, but what comes with it.	21
[WP] On your way into work you see a rabbit sitting on the side of the road, watching you as if waiting. At the last second, it hops in front of your car and you feel the distinctive thump of running it over. The next day the same thing happens in the same place, and the next day, and the next...	21
[WP] You and a few friends are masters of various martial arts, but this only came about because one of your friends is a very heavy sleep-walker, and would unknowingly attack the rest of you during sleep-overs. Initially you all trained to protect yourselves, but now look forward to the brawls.	21
[WP] You run a salon that caters to inhuman patrons, secretly of course. Recently the work load has starting getting too heavy for you to manage by yourself. Your new hire is on their way in, and you are contemplating how to introduce them to your eccentric customer base.	21
[WP] You've always loved the rain. Today, you find out it loves you back.	20
[WP] Humanity started colonizing Petrolia for the sole purpose that the planet’s oceans were made of almost pure oil. Great harvesting platforms were built to extract the resource, but something greater is stirring in the depths of the black ocean.	20
[WP] Your wings have turned black. As a Guardian Angel, you only did what you thought was right, but apparently, your boss disagrees. Black wings mark you as being unwelcome back in heaven, though somehow you can still wield your divine power... It's time to take things into your own hands.	20

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