WritingPrompts

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[WP] Humans huh. Best way to describe them is "came out of nowhere." They’re small, quiet, and don’t live long enough to jump systems. Then came that "teleportation" business and now look at’m. Can't wait in a ship like us, I get that. But you could at least warn a guy before popping into existence.	3731
[WP] Hey Xiq! We finally got a human on our ship. I know, I know, I heard the rumors too. Some are even true. They are definitely strong enough to prove themselves a deathworlder. I think ours might be broken though. I mean, this morning they complained of sleeping… wrong?	190
[WP] You are reborn into a world of sword and sorcery with memories of your past life. You have little magic but are renowned as a fortune teller with near 100% accuracy. No one can read the magic you use to know things as you don't use it at all. Fortunately this world seems to be run by clichés.	59
[WP] Well, you did it again. This time though, you got lost on your group's overseas trip. After wandering for a bit you find a small shop and go in to ask directions. On you way to the counter you see a pin for sale. It is labeled "Plot Armor."	49
[WP] You are an undead that keeps getting summoned by the same child practicing necromancy. And you are quite proud of his improvements lately.	42
[WP] Everyone knows that humans are trouble. Don’t know if it finds them or they find it, but where there’s one, the other’s not far behind. That’s why we set up the Police Human unit. Set them loose to find problem areas. With some officers to keep them from rolling in it.	14
[WP] “Damn it Apollo! Where are you? It’s been three days. Get out there and drag the sun up!” “It’sh fiiine. He hick Helios got this.” You’re drunk. Is that Dionysus over there? No… Who are you?” “Allow me to introduce myself, my good man. My name is Sanguine, the Daedric Prince of debauchery.”	14
[WP] You and your crew are out surveying the cosmos. Just another day looking for dead planets with any worthwhile resources left. While out you pick up a small signal. A few runs through the translation program gives this species’ last message. “The cure is ready. Prepare for distribution.”	9
Well, you did it again. This time though, you got lost on your group's European trip. After wandering for a bit you find a small shop and go in to ask directions. On you way to the counter you see a pin for sale. It is labeled "Plot Armor."	3
[WP] “Purpose of visit?” “Just picking up my next cargo.. and dropping off… something else, if you know what I mean.” “Hmm. Welcome to Relay D85. Don’t cause trouble.” With no small urgency you head for the alien restroom only to find the seemingly only universal constant: one ply toilet paper.	1

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