WritingPrompts

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[WP] Stuck in a Fighting game type world, Your only hope is to learn how to defeat seemingly endless amounts of people with supernatural abilities or body modifications. As you progress, you realize they're in the same boat.	32
[WP] you look down at your torn shirt and freshly holed duster before looking back at the man who shot you with a sigh. Pulling off the thin mask that disguised your bare skull and adjusting your hat you affix him with your glowing eyes before you coarsely rasp "really?"	31
[WP] An "evil" overlord is defeated and sent flying into another reality, where they discover a group of starving Refugees. They take command of the poor sods, and forge a nation. One nation, under goth....	31
[WP] Love in this world is truly a battlefield. One must duel someone who has caught their eye, and the loser's heart erupts from their chest as a piece of crystal glass. The winner may take, or return the heart as they desire, but it is taboo to break it...	29
[WP] Everyone gets a guiding spirit on their 14th birthday. It could be an ancestor, or a physical representation of what you're destined for. You've actually been given a choice. Alexander the great, Or Sun tzu's Art of war	29
[WP] Outnumbered, and using obsolete equipment, a group of fighter pilots face off against a vast horde of oncoming bombers and escorts as the civilians of their floating island home are evacuated by dirigible. "Onwards! To the end of the sky!"	29
[WP] The goddess of love faces her toughest challenge yet....Playing matchmaker for the least interesting god in the Pantheon. Asyran, Patron god of farmers, livestock, and fields. In a pantheon of Epic heroes and warrior gods, will anyone settle for a quiet, weather-beaten Farmer?	27
[WP]The marshal looked at the devestation around him and sighed before ripping up a pair of aces. A demon appears, looking solemn and sad. "So its come to this?" He asks. "What are you planning to do marshal?" the old marshal glared into the distance, loading a shotgun. "Something damn stupid"	27
[WP] World war 1 in a world where magic and fantasy races exist. Lizardmen stormtroopers. Elven sharpshooters. Dwarves and gnomes arguing over which race makes better artillery.	27
[WP] The failed knight dragged his brother to a wall, removing the dented chestplate and helm. He donned them despite the weak protests from the young man. As he stood, he spoke. "True love means many things little brother. Just rest, and I'll make sure you get your happy ending, no matter the cost"	27

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