WritingPrompts

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[WP]"I stand on top of a pile of corpses, half a billion strong, to tell you this again- I will kill as many people as it takes, so long as you're one of them."	61
[WP] Nothing's certain but death and taxes. After humanity developed immortality, Death decided to seek gainful employment with the IRS. Now, he's up for a promotion.	61
[WP]"Sir, your wife is resting and healthy ,but I'm afraid the heir was lost." "My son is dead! Oh gods, why??" "No sir, we literally lost him. No one seems to know where he is."	58
[WP] You're a stalwart adventurer, on a quest to defeat the Queen of Evil, the five headed dragon, Tiamat. You have reached the end, only to learn Tiamat is, in fact, five dragons in a trench coat.	56
[WP] The great betrayer stands over the soon-to-ne-dead High king, tears streaming down his face. "I cry not for your death." He says, voice as cold and hard as steel "I weep, for I can only kill you once."	52
[WP]You have been alive for millennia. It got exhausting really fast. Recently, you started a support group for others in similar situations. Turn out was shockingly large.	51
[WP] In a world where everyone, from young to old, rich to poor, has some magic, you're born immune to magic. All of it.	51
[WP] You've been called 'The Hound of Heaven' and 'God's left hand' centuries ago. You thought you, at last, earned your rest. Now, a thousand years after your civilization fell, you're summoned once again.	50
[WP]After the legalization of necromancy, a slew of new professions came to exist. You work at the post-mortem help line, helping tired intelligent undead to find a God who will accept them. Today, you are approached by the very first Necromancer	47
[WP]The year is 5065. You're a PFC, fighting on an alien homeworld. Alone, afraid and with a malfunctioning weapon you resign yourself to fate, when a massive space-marine saves your life. When you ask his name he responds "The boys just call me Camouflage."	43

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