/u/khoix's posts

Title	Upvotes	Subreddit
[WP] You've been sitting on this throne of skulls for a few days now. Waiting. Demons have started reporting to you. Calling you "sire". Asking questions you have no answers for. At this point, you suspect "Here, hold my beer" meant he ain't coming back...making you...the new King of Hell...?	532	WritingPrompts
[WP] Every crevice of our home explodes with blinding light. In shock, I stare from the other side of the street, holding our infant daughter. Through the bay windows, her father’s pitch black wings spread wide—his last word seared into my mind just before he’s smote from existence: “Run.”	11	WritingPrompts
[WP] In a story where the characters start to gradually become aware of the writer, who’s actually writing this thing..?	8	WritingPrompts
[WP] Your phone rings with a text. It's a picture of you. Looking down at your phone. You immediately look up. No one's there. Your phone rings again. Another picture of you. Confused. Looking dead into the camera...	5	WritingPrompts
[WP] You awake on a cold, metal table. A doctor explains your situation: The year is 3010, not 2021 like you remember. And you are a body surrogate. Cloned from a global DNA bank. And ordered by a client for consciousness transfer. Only you recognize the name of the client. Your name.	2	WritingPrompts
[WP] Year 2030. AI has evolved beyond even its creators' abilities to understand. The solution: You. First of many selected by AI for a revolutionary biotech augmentation. A supposed bridge b/t AI and man. One day, during an AI heuristic sweep, you hear a voice. In your mind. An order. "Come home."	1	WritingPrompts
[WP] Your therapist says it’d be good for you to get out and date more. You aren’t so sure, given your condition: Lies cause you to spontaneously orgasm. The bigger the lie, the bigger the orgasm. Your Tinder match waves you over to the restaurant table. Here goes nothing...	1	WritingPrompts
[WP] So, as it turns outs, anyone who dies in 2020 is forced into a Groundhog’s Day loop where they have to relive the entire year. It’s New Year’s Eve night. Your 12th time through and you’ve never been so close to getting out...and learning what happens on the other side...	1	WritingPrompts

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