WritingPrompts

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[WP] You are a medium. A vessel for souls from your and other dimensions to take place, often without permission, to fulfill their last wishes. Sometimes when their will is strong while possessed you blackout for a few hours. This time.... it's been an entire week.	3
[WP] Monster flood the world, possesing humans and giving them power. However most of them also have an exaggerated dissorder; OCD, schizo, depression... Your partner its an old banshee that only calms down with new puzzles to solve (otherwise starts to scream). You have a new job tonight.	3
[EU] at first, only one mutated. But soon you learned he had a family. Nearly 800 years passed, and now the potentialrecesive "inhumans" rose to almost 3 million	3
[WP] You are cursed by the god of poetry and theatrics; To never be able to say something and be caught as such, there is always a misunderstanding, or an alternate take on your words. Today you are trying to propose.	3
[WP] You belong to the secretive "extraordinary administration", in charge of planning for unlikely yet catastrophic events. As such, your job is simple and relaxed, you even managed to get a bit fat over the years, laughing over poker, like tonight. Until, for the first time, the red phone rings.	3
[WP] Several realities collide. The event separated humanity into different ones, interacting as ghosts (sight and hearing, no touching). Its been 4 years and people being able to touch each other now is a fantasy. Distracted by your phone, you suddenly stamp into someone. And its beautiful.	3
[WP] You live in a society that automatically hand on jobs/roles at 21 based on different factors. Today is your birthday, and you worked a lot to get enough merit to become a science professor. Excited, you open the tri-folded paper. It says: "Serial killer".	3
[WP] You are a luthier. You discover a frequency that cause euphoria and alcohol-like predisposition and suggestibility.	3
[WP] You laugh at the new trend, believing the sun to be a god's eye."First flat Earth, now this?". Untill one day, it opens.	3
[WP] Since the incident, you, and no one else, see a titanic dark figure standing in the city, up to the clouds. It always freaked you out, but it remained still. One day, almost used to its presence, it finally moves, and a long forgotten siren surrounds the city	3

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