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[ { "from": "human", "value": "You've just woken up from a good night's sleep. Stumbling out of bed, stretching and yawning, you realize what day it is. Yesterday was April 7th, today is November 8th." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "“How in the hell!” I yelled “absinthe is one hell of an alcohol.” I walked around my apartment and felt a strange forgetfulness spread throughout my brain, “fuck! My landlord’s going to kill me!” I rushed to my PC and booted it up, thirty emails, ten of which were from my landlord, screamed in my face. My landlord was asking for £2500, my mum was worried sick out of her mind and apparently I owed money for 100g of coke. It’s amazing what happens when you drink several bottles of tequila and three bottles of absinthe. " } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "you are devaon but you cannmt breth Fire." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hi u/throwawaythermae, this submission has been removed.\n\nPlease can you correct your spelling and repost, as it's difficult to understand what your prompt is trying to say? \n\n\n\n---\n\n[Modmail](https://www.reddit.com/message/compose?to=%2Fr%2FWritingPrompts&subject=Removed%20post&message=https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/a3b8ty/-/%0A%0A) us if you have any questions or concerns. In the future, please refer to the [sidebar](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/about/sidebar) before posting. \n\n*This action was not automated and this moderator is human. Time to go do human things.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "For your 16th birthday, your sister bought you a DNA test. You fill the tube with saliva, send it off and wait; finally you get the results back. Your parents, are not your biological parents. Despite asking and prodding, they give you no information. So, you scrape together $500 and hire a PI." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A few weeks pass, and you haven't heard from the PI. You call him, but there's no answer. You begin to freak out. You call again, but he still don't respond. As you begin contemplating calling to police, you hear a knock on your window. You hesitate, seeing as though no one you know would knock on your window, but curiosity get there best of you and you slowly walk over. On the window sill is a box. Cautiously, you open the window and grab the box, not without looking out the window to see if you see the gifter. You do not. You come back in and examine the box. It's a small black box with a gold ribbon. Unable to contain your curiosity, you pull open the box. Inside you find a note that read, \"ha! Idiot. How could you fall for something so dumb? The DNA test was fake, we literally look alike. And that PI, was a friend of mine you didn't know. Thanks for the $500! Love, sis." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"After three strikes I'll pull over and you'll have to get out exactly where we are.\"\"But we're in the middle of the Atlantic!??\"\"Rules are rules Karen.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hi u/ultraspeed_exe, this submission has been removed.\n\n**Troll / Meme:** No troll or meme-based prompts See [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/wiki/rules#wiki_rule_7.3A_prompts_will_be_removed_if_there.27s_a_high_possibility_for_rule_breaking_responses) for more info. \n\n* *From Rule 7: [Prompts will be removed if there's a high possibility for rule breaking responses](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/wiki/rules#wiki_rule_7.3A_prompts_will_be_removed_if_there.27s_a_high_possibility_for_rule_breaking_responses)*\n\n---\n\n\n\n---\n\n[Modmail](https://www.reddit.com/message/compose?to=%2Fr%2FWritingPrompts&subject=Removed%20post&message=https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/duhsx7/-/%0A%0A) us if you have any questions or concerns. In the future, please refer to the [sidebar](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/about/sidebar) before posting. \n\n*This action was not automated and this moderator is human. Time to go do human things.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You pretended to be dead for 23 years. Today is the day that you, Tupac Shakur, finally decide to let the world know the truth." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hey man. Yo G.\"I try to get the dude's attention. He's not budgin. I poke him with my slide rule. That seems to work.\n\n\"What do you want?\" He seems annoyed.\n\n\"Yo dawg. Let me sniff it.\"\n\n\"What?\"He doesn't get it.\n\n\"Let me sniff it dawg. I want to sniff it.\"\n\n\"I have no idea what you're talking about.\"He playin' coy yo.\n\n\"Nah dawg, you farted. I heard it. Now let me sniff it. I'm Tupac yo. I wanna sniff it. That my big secret man. I like sniffin farts\"and I ain't dead. Machiavelli n shit yo.\"\n\nDude don't seem to like what I say. He shufflin away like he at the next stop. He ain't. I see him on the train befo. He get off 125th street. We only at 77. Well more like 75 since we aint even there yet.\n\n\"COME ON MAN. LET ME SNIFF IT.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "In the future, a rich kid decides to get out his English homework by using a time machine and bringing one of the most influential authors ever to the present. It ends up being you - who hasn’t even gotten published yet." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ha-What? W-What's going on?\"Emily questioned as a kid in a what looks like a private school uniform dragged me from off my messy bed and into what looked like a large egg. She only just barely grabbed her notebook and phone, because she was working on just a little fanfic. As the egg opened up as the pushy blonde kid shoved into it. In what felt like an awkward minute or two. The pushy kid brought her into an antigravity classroom with books and holograms Mish mashed in a chaotic classroom. \"Why the heck am I here? You brought me here so explain.\"Her brown eyes stared curiously into the lil kid who brought her into this unfamiliar territory. A young lady with a prim appearance came over near her practically brimming with excitement. \"You are the most influential author to everyone in this century.\"The young lady fangirled. \"But I haven't even published anything yet.\"Emily interjected. \"I only write some fanfic and was brainstorming a fanfic for a fandom that to my eyes hasn't gotten any fanfic. I've only written and published one fanfic about a theme song and me breaking the fourth wall as well as my favorite ship from that fandom.\"She muttered under her breath\"especially since it's in a small fandom too dealing with the cells inside our body.\"\"I completely forgot to introduce myself. I'm Emily named after you.\"The young lady said.(let's just call her fangirl Emily and the original one just Emily.) Fangirl Emily pulled up the very fanfic that Emily was brainstorming in her room about. Completed with encoprated all of the research she did yesterday to prepare for making that fic as character continuity of the science student ship that She just started shipping. Emily was in awe of looking at her very own fic in all of it's glory. So much so that she didn't even register that Fangirl Emily and the kid were babbling something excitedly. Emily suddenly hugged both fangirl Emily and the kid crying tears of joy. \"That's definitely something I would love to read and reread myself whenever I write it. \"Emily exclaimed." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "After the Great Blinding, humanity has evolved. But one day your vision came back, but with the words “DON’T TELL THEM YOU CAN SEE” are scrawled everywhere." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hi u/Hehe_ur_gey, this submission has been removed.\r\n\r\nHello. posts should include a link to the original prompt. Once you edit your post to include it I will reapprove this post. Thanks!\r\n\r\n---\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n---\r\n\r\n[Modmail](https://www.reddit.com/message/compose?to=%2Fr%2FWritingPrompts&subject=Removed%20post&message=https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/xfq1wy/-/%0A%0A) us if you have any questions or concerns. In the future, please refer to the [sidebar](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/wiki/config/sidebar) before posting. \r\n\r\n*This action was not automated and this moderator is human. Time to go do human things.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "There is an ancient entity known for their absurd and extremely specific deals. The deals are never truly evil just have really strange costs in exchange for whatever a mortal requests." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "KEEPER (part 1)\n\nPicture this, \n\n\n\n\na crossroads at 4 o’clock in the morning in the winter, in Padgett County, also known as nowhere.\n\n\n\n\nTwo teenagers shiver in leather jackets and spiked hair by the gravel road side. they cup their hands against their mouths and blow into their palms. It worked better when they still had cigarettes to smoke. But all that’s left is a circle of dog ends littering the ground at their feet. \n\n\n“Screw this Steve, I’m going home.”\n\n\n\n\n“Armin, come on, just another few minutes.”\n\n\n\n\n“This is nuts, I’m nuts for believing you for a hot second, but you’re crazy,” In the red bath of light, Armin’s face looks corrugated as if cut from cardboard.\n\n\n\n\nPicture this,\n\n\ntwo shivering teenagers with leather jackets and spiked hair standing at 4:04 am in the morning on a gravel crossroads illuminated\nBy a red EXIT sign above the back of a closed antique shop.\n\n\n\nA hard KLUNG sounds and they both jump. A light switches on inside. In the dead silence a key rasps round its tumblers and their ears itch. For a moment, they forget to shiver.\n\nA hand from within turns a CLOSED sign in the door window around.\n\n\nSteve backhand slaps Armin’s shoulder in excitement.\n\n“how long has this place been here?“\n\nSteve says “Oh years and years. But never mind about that, let’s get inside.\n\nA faint, cinnamon-scented heat washes over them as they push the door open. The interior, bathed in a warm, honeyed glow, is a labyrinth of artifacts, each more obscure than the last.\n\n“Is anyone here?” Steve calls into the seemingly endless expanse of the shop.\n\nAn ancient figure shuffles from the back room, draped in robes of forgotten colors. His hair is an ivory nest and his eyes, ancient stars shimmering in the gloom of an eternal night. His skin, the texture of a well-worn map, is marked with a tapestry of untraceable symbols.\n\n“Welcome, young ones,” he says, voice like a river rolling over age-worn stones. “What can I offer you tonight?”\n\n“Tell him, Steve,” Armin prods, his face pinched with skepticism.\n\nSteve steps forward, hands fidgeting. “I heard you can make deals,” he says, his voice trembling as much as his hands. “Absurd deals, they say. But they come true.”\n\n“Ah, indeed,” the ancient figure nods, a slow smile crawling across his face. “And what is it you desire, young man?”\n\n“I want to be the best guitar player in Padgett County, no, in the world.”\n\nThe ancient one considers him, one gnarled finger tapping a rhythm on the counter. “The cost for such a feat, I’m afraid, is not a simple one. You will have to give up your favorite color.”\n\n“Blue? How do you give up a color?” Armin snorts.\n\nThe ancient one, chuckling softly, pulling a small box from under the counter. Inside, a small glass sphere glows with a deep azure light. “Simple, just touch this sphere. Your perception of the color will vanish. Blue things will appear gray to you, and in return, you’ll have the skill you so covet.”\n\nSteve hesitates, eyes flickering between the orb and the shopkeeper’s enigmatic gaze. His mind fills with images of colorless skies, dull jeans, and faded album covers. But the dream of strumming strings to an adoring crowd tugs at him more powerfully. With a heavy sigh, he reaches forward and places his fingers on the sphere.\n\nA shockwave of icy chill, Steve gasping, the sphere dimming until it’s nothing but dull glass. He blinks, and the shopkeeper’s robes, once a mosaic of different hues, now looks a dull, uniform gray.\n\nBut when he picks up a nearby guitar and strums, it’s the sweetest sound he’s ever produced.\n\nHe looks at Armin, a grin on his face. “It was worth it.”\n\n“Keep it, says the shopkeeper, a former customer left it behind, Jim? James? Never you mind, he won’t be coming back for itso consider it a parting gift.”\n\n“Wow, really? That’s so generous, thank you!”\n\nThe Keeper smiles without showing his teeth.\n\nArmin watches in awe, still unsure about the reality of it all. He turns to the ancient one. “Alright, if this is real…I want to be irresistible to anyone I desire.”\n\nThe shopkeeper rubs his chin, an impish twinkle in his eye. “And so you shall, young man. But every time you lie, even a small one, you will sneeze uncontrollably for five minutes.”\n\nArmin, caught between laughter and disbelief, shakes his head. “Deal.”\n\nAs the teenagers exit the shop, dawn begins to color the sky, the world seen through new, peculiar lenses. Steve’s strings sing under his fingertips, the world a monotone palette, while Armin, the forthcoming heartthrob of Padgett County, braces himself for a future of painful honesty.\n\nA forgotten shop at a crossroads in the middle of nowhere, its occupant waiting patiently for the next foolhardy souls, the shopkeeper steeped in an infinite expanse of time. Outside, the red EXIT sign flickers, casting an eerie hue on the falling snowflakes. In the quiet aftermath of a transaction sealed in weirdness, the morning sun fights to bring colors to life – all but one." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "As Halloween get closer, the ghosts of your house start to get excited to go outside to play... Storage things start happening, you start losing some sheets and old clothes, so you go talk with them... They say it wasn't them, and they look a lot scared of who's doing it..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I go downstairs and my ghost pals accompany me. In the basement where I store all my loot(im a gamer) I see a black man stealing things. I shoot him, and he dies. I call the police to report an intruder and they arrive in a timely fashion. I am to head to the police station tomorrow to give them the full scoop. I go to sleep and the next day I explain my ghost friends were outside playing because they were excited and once storage things started happening to me and i talked to them and they look A LOT scared of who doing it. Police tell me the black man was my plumber coming to fix my storage things, fuck. They cuff me and put me in jail cell with an old black man. He asks if I am John I say yes. He says he was the plumber's father and stangles me to no breeath. I die and my ghost friends all point and laugh and say \"TROLLED U\"! I get mad and I kill them all. Never trust friends because they will make fun of you, online and reddit are where you can go without anyone laughing." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Judgment day comes, and everyone is subject to a certain amount of time of extreme torture. This number is tattooed on the arm. Good people get around five minutes and evildoers get 100 years. You wake up to see a huge number on your arm." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I wake up with markings on my chest. \"Yay finally my number\"I go to the mirror to see. \"It kind of looks like two d's\"said my room mate \"it could be, but I don't think God's writing Brest sizes on women's tits?\"She giggled and went back to her coffee. Me and her are similar a dirty mind and a do all/everyone attitude. So when she got '60' written on her favorite finger I figured I'd get something similar. Instead I have a ring around either nipple, and I severely doubt I got no time. \"Hey\"I say playing with my chest in the mirror. \"If I push them together it makes an infinite symbol, God is supposed to be cryptic and shit.\"\"I don't know he's mostly poetic, hence my nine short of fun being on the fuck you and fingering finger.\"I think for a moment \"OK hence the nipple rings but I mean that leaves me the same.\"We pause then the guy in my bed yells \"your scar!\"I'll be honest I forgot bill, ben? George? What's his face, was in my bed they usually leave before I tell them. Though he is clever he's also hungover so his head drops in to the pillow as suddenly as he dropped into the conversation. I look at the line on my right arm straight up and down,\"like a one.\"\"Wait so you got a hundred years?\"\"I guess so?\"\"how is that even poetic?\"\"Well it came from a car crash\"\"and?\"\"A girl died in that crash but her, mom was the drunk one in that crash what the fuck?\"\"Well I mean is there a way to file a complaint with God?\"\"You tell me your dad was a pasture\"\"yes, and I spent my time in youth group trading hand jobs for SIG's and giving quickies to the rich kids.\"\"OK fine, I'll uh, go pray at a confessional, I think?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "After he finally retired, John wick works as a Paintball instructor. In reality however ,other hitman come from all over the world to train with the legend." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "This was it I am in the big leagues. We are all getting ready for our \"game.\"I was standing there ready for HIM to show, half expecting man with 3 heads, knifes for hands, and 2 gun permanently on his back, when this guy in a t-shirt with the places logo a interesting beard, and well kept hair walked up with the scariest dog you have ever seen. A big guy that looked like he lifts cars for fun yells \"hey small stuff what's with the dog?\"He looked at him and just grabs a paint ball and throws it hitting him in the face and he falls right over. This is him, the monster that scares all other monsters. He tought us how to fire what to do and not to do and how to surrender in called from another person. We all where watching every movement committing it to memory. He moves his hand the direction he moves it in those people flinch, he looks at someone they stand at attention, for to day we see if we are even close to a close fight to day is war. He walks us out to our course and start the match, he running about the place seeing if there hit or not. I see my target behind a pile of ties and I fire it seems like its going true, when it hits something else, it hit a man with a t-shirt with the logo, and a well kept beard under a paint ball mask. I just want to say from my hospital bed that if you are thinking of ops training at fun paintball and laser tag don't and I repeat don't hit john wick. " } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your scarf has a very special quality. Much like a much more accurate mood ring, it can read people’s emotions if you put it around their neck. Your boyfriend has been looking really tired lately, so you coyly wrap the scarf around his neck. The scarf turns dark gray with dots of pure black." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "That’s when I knew, the dots were clear as day. My sister had seen this before and mentioned it, only in passing. I took note of his mannerisms, he went from a lovely young lad to a slow decay of social filth right before my eyes. He was on the weed, “absolutely repulsive” I thought to myself. But, I loved him. Or did I? We had been together since uni, and I never would have guessed he used the weed. How could I be so foolish? So gullible? So ignorant? “How long had this been going on” I thought. I’d only had the cursed scarf for only a few hours and it had never been tested on anything of this scale. My heart had been broken, and I wept in the night. I was scared of loosing him. Scared that a 27 year young woman might have given he best years to this fowl, weed using beast. Just the thought of him using the weed made me feel physically ill. “I must confront him, I must know for sure if he is a weed user!” I sat in the dinning room waiting for his arrival home from work. The pit of my stomach felt heaven as I choked back the tears. Finally the door swung open, I nearly died from a fright. He giggled and licked his lips, that sight always made my heart melt, alas I had to be strong. “I’m glad your home” I said with a seed of doubt in my voice. He approached me grabbed my hand and said “ I have something to tell you...”. My heart quivered, “was this the confession I needed?”\nI burst into tears. He grabbed my hand “what’s wrong my love?” He asked in is sweet voice. “The weed!” I barked unable to stop myself. “Your a low life dirty weed user, I’ve noticed it, my friends notice it, everyone knows!” I took a breath. He sat back, out his bag in his lab and began to unzip the small pocket in the front. “How long have you known about my weed addiction my love?” He said in an uncomfortable tone. I bit my lip, and was quite frighted by his calmness, this is a side of him I’d never seen. He pulled from his bag a small black box, and gently sat it on the table. Then slammed his fist on the table and shouted “HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN JANET!” He used my full name and I was in a fright, my hands trembled, my back ached, I was paralyzed with fear. I let out not a whimper as he reached to unlatch the small black box..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Atlantis didn't sink, it grew technologically advanced and flew into space. Now it returns home only for its usual parking spot to have disappeared due to continental drift." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As you go to check the engines the captains voice pops up on the speakers hello this is your capt-shut the fuck jimothy there is no way they in 30000 years,LESS THAN THE TIME IVE BEEN ALIVE FUCKING AUSTRALIA MOVES!STFU OH SHIT I LEFT THE INTERCOM skkkzzzz and your just stood their like did jimothy get drunk again then you realise it’s 3am you live in Manhattan and just did tons of drugs and your dad is just standing there calling you a disappointment while you mother cry’s becaus “what the fuck”Bob” why did you stab” “jimmy”67 times and throw him into a river”" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You're running an RPG for some new players, but one tried flirting with an NPC. Ever since you reminded them that flirting with an NPC is just like flirting with you, they've started flirting with every NPC they meet." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hi. My name is Ron Parker Granger. AKA RPG. And, funnily enough, I am an RPG owner. Anyway, one day I got a visitor to my RPG! But this was no ordinary visitor... this person was weird AF. One day they LITERALLY started flirting with an RPG! (I know, so weird, right!?!), Anyway, I reminded them that flirting with an NPC is just like flirting with me, and then they started flirting with EVERY SINGLE NPC! \nDo you think she's trying to tell me something? Or am I just so desperate I think so. (Or maybe she's just really weird.)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "It's been 753 days since the last rainfall. Crops have all died, livestock has starved & wildfires have decimated most communities. You've heard about the Water Wars, fighting for fresh water. The well is no longer drawing water so the community decides we're going to Lake Superior." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Plugger you don't look worried at all\"said one of the refugees to a gnarled Stockman who was taking smoko leaning in the shade of a digger. \n\n\"753 days with rain ain't worth talking about you soft seppo cunts, back home we had droughts that'd make your eyes water if there was moisture to be found. You'se can fuck off to Lake Superior if ya want, won't stop ya. But I'll stay here and dig a little deeper for bore water\"\n\nPlugger watched the Americans leave amazed at how poorly they dealt with two years without water before firing up the machine then suffering a massive stroke and dying in the cab." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "It’s the Middle Ages and you’re a young woman who is happily married to a doting knight. There’s just one problem: you have lied about your background and you really want to come clean. You’re an accidental time traveler from 2019. How do you tell him and how does he react?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "“Ummm soooo. Like I need to tell you something and it’s kind of a big deal, okay? Sooooo. Ummmmm. So like umm I like uhhh how do I say this without sounding crazy? Umm so like, you know, I’m like from the future and like, I just wanted to come clean because, like, honest and open communication is like so important in a healthy relationship. Don’t interrupt me Arthur you always do this.... okay so anyway I was in this hot tub and we spilled this like Russian energy drink on the controls and we got like teleported here and I was really freaked out. Then you came along and I just got caught up in the moment.. next thing you know it’s 5 years later and we’re married with 2 kids. I wanted to tell you, I was just so preoccupied with all the cooking and cleaning and child care. You don’t even know Arthur it’s totally a full time job supervising the servants. Anyway, I bet you totally hate me now right?”\n\n“Say whhhhhaaaaaat????”" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Aliens are threatening to crash the moon into Earth's surface if we don't comply with their demands to provide unlimited free access to our cable TV network. We don't have the heart to tell them the cable's been down for 400 years... or that the moon's a hologram." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The \"truth\"gets told and not to the surprise of the conspiracy theorists, the moon gets slammed into the Earth causing a mass extinction event which kills all life on the planet. It appears the creatures on the terraformed Venus will have to uncover the truth of their intelligent yet stupid previous gods, if anything evolves sapience however. Oh, wait, they shot a gamma ray burst at the planet, it appears sapient won't evolve for awhile. Yeah those forests are dead. No forests, little oxygen and high amounts of UV radiation don't mame for a good combination. Venus won't be the world of amniotes, it'll be the world of amphibians, polychaetes, crustaceans, brown algae and mosses." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Every 1st day of the month a voice from the sky declares a law every human on earth must obey. Today the new law proposed is literally made for you and what makes it strange, it perfectly fit in your current situation." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I was standing in the doorway of my apartment when the voice came to me. It was a voice I hear in the sky every month, but it sounded like it was coming from deep inside my chest. I knew that voice. It was the voice of God.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nThe voice ordered me to enter the living room and take a seat on the couch. I did as it said, and then I waited for it to speak again.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"I am God,\"the voice said. \"I am the creator of the universe. I am the creator of the Earth. I am the creator of all that is and will be.\"\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nI nodded my head in agreement, but I did not speak. I was too afraid to speak. The voice continued.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"I have chosen you to be my new representative on Earth,\"the voice said. \"You will be a God of Earth. You will rule over Earth. This is your first law: you must not kill any human being. You are the God, so you must not do anything bad. I will give you one year to rule over Earth. After that, if you have done a good job, you will be returned to heaven.\"\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nWhen the voice stopped speaking, I decided that I had been chosen to be the new God of Earth, and I was glad for this honor. I was happy because my life on Earth had been very hard. I had had a hard time finding work as a writer, and I had not had many friends. Now, I would be a God of Earth, and everyone would have to obey me, and everyone would like me.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nI decided that my first action as a God of Earth would be to go to the park and tell people about the new laws. The park was very close to my apartment, and it was a good place to get people's attention.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nWhen I arrived at the park, I saw some people walking on the sidewalk. They I was suddenly a God of Earth. I was a God of Earth, and I had become very angry because of this.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nThe whole park now knew that I had been chosen to be the new God of Earth, and the whole park hated me.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nI remembered that I was a God of Earth, and I decided to be a better God of Earth than I was before.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nI decided that I would make my first law that everyone must obey me. No one would speak to me, and no one would have a friend who was not a God of Earth.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nI would make it very clear that I was not a God of Earth. I would not lose control of myself and become angry and attack people. I decided that I would not be a God of Earth.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nI was a God of Earth, and I had the power to make people do what I wanted. I decided that this was my second law. No human being would speak to me, I realized that I was about to fall asleep. I was so tired.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nI decided that I would be a God of Earth for one year and then return to heaven. I would be a God of Earth for one year, and then I would be happy. I would be happy because there was no need for me to be a God of Earth.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nAnd then I fell asleep in the park." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You lay on your death-bed. As your life slips away, your eyes close. From the blackness of death, you see a message emerge: “Enter 4 Coins to Continue”." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "U quickly get up from the death bed!! And u scream for your children come heereeee ashley katy give me 4 coins and they say “why mommy” and u say give me now!! And they say why mommy why mommy. So u call john and tell him that theres no money left and u need 4 coins and he says why too. So u tell him why but like u die halfway thru. And then john gets home with the coins and tries to find u but he cant... o m g! So he asks the kids and they say “mommy became white and started flying in the air, she also said she’s going to the hospital to give everyone 4 coins.” " } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Two samurai warriors on horseback in full armor charge at each other, swords drawn, screaming at the top of their lungs: \"YOU ARE TRYING TO VIEW FLASH CONTENT, BUT YOU HAVE NO FLASH PLUGIN INSTALLED!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hi u/Lightwavers, this submission has been removed.\n\n[**Prompts will be removed if there's a high possibility for rule breaking responses**](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/wiki/rules#wiki_rule_7.3A_prompts_will_be_removed_if_there.27s_a_high_possibility_for_rule_breaking_responses)\n\n- Troll / Meme: No troll or meme-based prompts. \n\nNo joke responses / copypasta are not allowed Humor is OK, but don't write it just for the joke. \n\n\n\n---\n\n[Modmail](https://www.reddit.com/message/compose?to=%2Fr%2FWritingPrompts&subject=Removed%20post&message=https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/8prki6/-/%0A%0A) us if you have any questions or concerns. In the future, please refer to the [sidebar](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/about/sidebar) before posting. \n\n*This action was not automated and this moderator is human. Time to go do human things.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "It turns out, water could be easily converted to a WMD, and you discovered how. I'ts not intuitive, but if anyone knew, they can make Tsar-Bomba-level bombs with just $20 of groceries. You dedicate your life to preventing anyone else from discovering it. One day, you meet a girl doing the same." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I have to kill her because she knows and i have no guarantee that she won't spill the beans and as such i would have the whole police thing to deal with and if i'm in jail, i'm not out there to prevent other people to find out because i know they will because i did, and she did. But if i don't kill her she will kill me!! because she has no guarantee that i won't tell anyone. and we can't team up because the more we trust each other the easier it is to kill each other. there's only one option left! deterrence! make the bomb myself set to blow up if i die, monitoring my heart beats with a pacemaker like device, but what if i die in an accident?? what if she also builds her deterrence bomb!? then we loop back to i have to kill her before she does.\n\nwell better by my hand then other's... and everybody died, the end." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A piece of paper appears before you. At the top, it reads, \"To write names on this sheet spells disaster to the one named.\"You think about it and write down only one name." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Cuz I got home I found the paper that just randomly appeared I had a really bad day so I sat down I read the words name on this sheet spells disaster to the one named I think about it and one person one Advent comes to mind Gabriel Jackson he was your run of a Mill class a asshole. A loud mouth jerk with an even bigger temper. \n\nHe lied a lot and said anything to make himself look cool I was stupid for thinking he wanted to be my date. me his looks and riches were the only thing really going. Of course of course he would only date me to make himself a girl The handsome smart rich kid dating the poor ugly girl again and again what he did repeated in the back of my mind I was so angry and crying and the fact that he would cheat on me I'm stupid enough to believe him that he didn't have a crush on my best friend I was so glad that Shelby just didn't lie to me and told me what it was trying to do I guess I'm lucky one aspect to have a good a good friend there's still angry anger spewed out of me like lava erupting for the volcano and I have a pulse of impulse\n\nLike fire I wrote down his name I immediately forgot about it and went to bed . woke up to my phone as I heard that Gabe's father was in the hospital My mind then went back back to the paper I didn't like gabe but his father was always a nice sweet. I didn't say that it was just a sick joke and forgot about it then next day later I heard that Gabriel's mother took all of her father's money and left and still didn't think anybody and thought Apple doesn't fall far from the tree hey then I started to realize that all these disasters really bad and I felt bad I really was all my fault but then I went back . As I told Shelby Shelby laughed and goes piss posh a magic piece of paper here All prove to you that it doesn't work I should pick as you picked up a piece of paper and wrote another person's name on it Lisa spagnelli she was your typical rich princess of the school next thing we hear a scream and Lisa fell down the stairs breaking her breaking her hip chatting with a captain I looked at Shelby Shelby's face was full shock and goes pishposh \n\nThat was a coincidence no need to get all stirred up over the weeks we forgot about it but my mind kept going back to it I went looking everywhere but eventually as time when everything went back to normal gabe Father got all his money back and gave lost his mother but manager get his father back and Lisa healed and recovered . I talked to my brother about it and he said sometimes disasters don't always stay forever and they're like a store they come and go so shall this it's like weather Good things happen and then they go and rain comes in there's a little bit of sunshine and then there's a little bit of rain I agree to hugged my brother and I soonly found the paper again and ripped it up and peace ripped it up I still couldn't get Shelby to believe me but I think she did cuz she never wrote in that piece of paper again except our friend Mark who still didn't believe he hurt our gossiping goes ah not really he took the piece of paper and wrote down the name Jamie Jacob Lannister which is the full name of our teacher all the sudden Jamie Jacobs Lannister was fired right on the spot his wife divorced him and everything it was horrible Mark rolled his eyes and said it was just a coincidence that's when I thought that Shelby started to believe but I never truly knew that's when Shelby ripped up her piece of paper and he forgot about it but ." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Peter Pan, the serial child murderer has abducted the Mayor's children and its up to Detective Hook and his trusty sidekick and forensic specialist Smee to solve the case before it's too late." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hi there, \n\nThis post has been removed as it violates the following rules: \n\n\nCopy-cat prompts (taking a recent prompt and changing only a small detail) are not allowed. \n\n\n\nPlease refer to the sidebar before posting. If you have any questions or concerns, please feel free to message the /r/WritingPrompts moderators.\n\n---\n\n[Link to the removed post](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/4l61ey/wp_peter_pan_the_serial_child_murderer_has/)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Unbeknownst to you, if the beggar on 4th and Main does not receive alms each day, the world will end. You always give the guy a dollar, but today, you forgot your wallet." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Damn, forgot my wallet today, but hopefully I'll find a dollar on my way to the alms beggar, so that the world doesn't end,\"I thought to myself as I left the house for the day. About halfway to the beggar's location, the winds sent good fortune my way in the form of 50 dollars, enough to buy some food for both of us. I accepted the gift from fate, and made haste to the beggar's location down on 4th and Main. After spending some of it on two meals from the local burger and coffee joints, I brought the remaining cash with me to give to the beggar.\n\nUpon arriving at the beggar's location, the beggar was delighted to see me again. Then he noticed the food I had brought to share with him in addition to my daily alms for him, and accepted the offering of food as well. I sat beside him while we ate, and he commented that I was the first person to bring him alms of food, rather than him having to buy it himself. \"For your kind offering of food, I shall delay the end of the world by a week instead of a day. But there are a few other forms of alms that must be given for me to delay the end of the world even further. The alms of service and goods will delay the end of the world by a month, while the alms of shelter will delay the end of the world by a year, and the alms of education will delay the end of the world by 5 years. Additionally, the alms of employment will delay the end of the world by 10 years per job.\"\n\n\"Got it.\"I reply to the beggar, before looking at my phone to call up those in my life who would hopefully be willing to help me delay the end of the world near indefinitely if possible. And sure enough, I manage to line up a number of folks willing to give the beggar a free haircut, new clothes and toiletries, a makeover, and shelter in a cozy pod/ homeless shelter for laundry, showers, and hot food, plus help with education and financial services to secure possible employment for this alms beggar. Even though I'll be back each day to drop a dollar into the beggar's alms bowl, I'm genuinely curious to see if this will pay off.\n\nSure enough, it isn't long before I see the alms beggar again, this time sporting a proper suit with accessories in sincere gratitude for my charity. He reveals himself to actually be Jesus in disguise. He explains that every once in a while, his dad will send him down incognito to test humanity by becoming a beggar foretelling the end of the world if he doesn't receive daily alms. And when he finds folks willing to express enough sincere charity to get him into employment, that's when he reveals the truth of his identity to them at the first opportunity. So far humanity has been able to pass these tests, though he avoids performing these tests when people are at war with each other, as he runs the risk of being drafted into combat zones and blowing his cover.\n\n\"So what's the reward for those who ensure a passing test?\"I inquire to the Son of God. \"I usually bestow a cross necklace to those who get the ball rolling for the passing test, so here is the reward.\"He replies while handing me a beautiful cross necklace that I happily accept from him. Then I put the necklace on and that's the story of how I prevented the end of the world. The end." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "On the 4th day of blackouts and cheerful replies on the radio, you peer down at earth. All of North America's lights are flashing in Morse code, repeating only \"SOS\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Johnson, look at this.\"John squeezed next to Mark in the tiny observation bubble under the International Space Station. \n\"Are you seeing this?\"Johnson stared for a moment and realized that from Mexico to most of Canada, lights were glowing on and off in a sort of pattern. \n\"Hey John, I'm kind of high right now; I'm on day 3 of my experiment\"\nJohn laughed,\"did you take your last puff at 4:20?\"\nMark, a biology graduate with a minor in psychology, was studying the effects of various drugs in space. \"Uhuh, yap! Uhhh... say, isn't that Morse code?\"\n\"I guess you're right, hand me your notepad and I'll transcribe.\"\nMark waited for what felt an eternity, as he stared at the earth. Every single light glowed in sync, no exception. There was something eerie about all of this. \"Hey John,\"he said turning before realizing John was behind the other side of the observation door, trying to seal it shut. \n\"I'm sorry Mark. The SOS signal was meant to warn us about the marijuana sample. That was the drug that the scientists from the government found to be the one leading to all these murders and conspiracies.\"John looked away and said, \"the message was literally '4:20', nothing more. It's a shame we couldn't figure it out sooner,\"as he started the process for the observatory purge. \n\"W-wait! But I had so much evidence pointing to it being the safest! Wait, Johnson, is this a joke? You've seen the data, I'm pretty sure-\"\nBefore he could finish, the air left the room. Mark was out. \n\"Cocaine's a hell of a drug.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Aliens arrive. They look like us, talk like us, they’re similar to us in many ways. But their moral compass? It’s not like ours at all." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"So you're killing people, because they would be inconvenient to you?\"\n\n\"They're just cells.\"\n\n\"No, a rat is just cells. This is a person. It's an undeveloped person, but it's still a person.\"\n\n\"It can't feel anything yet.\"\n\n\"You have irrefutable evidence that they do. I've watched it myself.\"\n\n\"Who cares, it's my body, my choice.\"\n\n\"It's the child's body. The one you made.\"\n\n\"It's a parasite and if I want it gone I can get rid of it.\"\n\n\"It's a living being who's entire existence is the direct result of your own choices, and is entirely dependent on you for survival.\"\n\n\"Get out of my business you alien freak, I'll do what I want.\"\n\nNo one else heard about the Alien contact. No one had the time. That one conversation told them all they needed to decide earth was unsalvageable, and they sealed us and the rest of the sol system off from the universe at large. \n\nThe rest of the universe agreed they would simply wait until we wiped ourselves out and claim the planet once we were gone. It was the most humane option after all." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You are in a loving relationship with a vampiress; aside from her \"sunlight allergy\", it's a normal, healthy relationship (minus the bloodsucking). Your family finally wants to meet her, and it's mandatory you both attend. The problem? They chose a popular restaurant in the middle of the day." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Mom and Dad this won’t work. “Why?” they ask. Well my girlfriend is a vampire. At first my parents both start laughing saying I am just making things up, but finally they see from my expression that I am dead serious. My dad forms a hard line on his face. \n\nSon I have something to show you. We walk down into the basement and he taps the third brick on the third level of bricks from the top. It opens to a room and inside a I see wooden stakes and mirrors plus some silver for good measure. As you can see son we are from a long line of vampire hunters. I was going to show you on your 20th birthday as tradition but now I you have to choose. You are either with us or you are a vampire to us." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You aren’t the first human captured by the aliens, but as you hold the makeshift shiv in your hand, you know you’re about to be the last." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\n\nOnce more, Torkel found himself in the alleyway behind the whorehouse, his eyes unseeing. He stood as comfortably as he could, his hand rested on his dirks pommel and his knee arched. His cloak whipped with the wind as day turned into night. \n\nWhen a stranger entered the alleyway, he wasn’t so lost in thought that he didn’t notice them. With a quick pace, he retraced his steps back home, making detours at a few markets and shops. He returned to the old inn on Pease Alley empty handed.\n\n“You look ill,” the innkeep said to him as he entered.\n\nHe sat at a table by the fireplace. It warmed him of the chill that had set in the city. Pulling a copper penny from his purse, he ordered a flagon of mulled ale.\n\n“Won’t you take a bowl of porridge too?” she asked.\n\nHe drank deeply from the flagon in response." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "There are many stories of aliens reacting to humans regularly ingesting what they consider poisons or biological weapons, but how would they react to learning about the substances that are extremely lethal to humans?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hi u/PMB_PML, this submission has been removed.\n\n**Simple Question / Simple Answer**: You asked a simple question and you're likely to get a simple answer. Responses must be at least 100 words. Prompts should encourage a story or poem. \n\n \n\n* *This was removed [based on the comments it's likely to attract](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/wiki/rules#wiki_rule_7.3A_prompts_will_be_removed_if_there.27s_a_high_possibility_for_rule_breaking_responses), specifically via [Rule 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/wiki/rules#wiki_rule_1.3A_direct_prompt_replies_must_be_good-faith_attempts_at_new_stories_or_poems)*\n\n---\n\n\n\n---\n\n[Modmail](https://www.reddit.com/message/compose?to=%2Fr%2FWritingPrompts&subject=Removed%20post&message=https://old.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/ndwqo1/-/%0A%0A) us if you have any questions or concerns. In the future, please refer to the [sidebar](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/wiki/config/sidebar) before posting. \n\n*This action was not automated and this moderator is human. Time to go do human things.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "As it turns out, the gods are real. All of them. As in, every god from every myth and religion in the world. They are just as surprised as everyone else about this." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "the things Dr.Samson had thought would bring them there had been verified. '*The stuff that gods were made of*' was something which confirmed the cryptically old essay which inspired me with the 'reified monism' theory . \n\nWith the *'eso- to exo-*' tericism catalytic converter he knew that Jungian collective consciousness which had to be tapped into sufficed with generated by attitudes which never nary surpassed a '*stage 4*' on Fowler's stages of faith development.\n\nEven with all this diversity it made one ask -- *monolatry* ?. There couldn't truly be any 'absolute *godhead*' if even a fair amount of these deities contributed to the collective (existence) via their own meditations and introspections was there ?. Bangsian fantasy this was not, no longer." } ]

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[ { "from": "human", "value": "When a human is born they are given three wishes to use as they see fit. Most people accidentally use them in their childhood on frivolous things. You have saved them all, and now as an adult you plan to use them to take over the world." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Judah's first wish had been to live among the hidden clans of genies.\n\nHumans who were experienced with genies knew that their wishes needed to be ironclad. Some even had lawyers draft the wording. Barterers—crossroads genies who made deals—often tried to find ways to trick humans. They really couldn't help themselves; trickery was part of genie nature. Many genie celebrities, like Moriander Lockwood himself, had made their name on how cleverly they were able to bamboozle humankind.\n\nJudah had once heard of a human who summoned a genie to a crossroads and asked for ten thousand bucks. Apparently, bucks was a type of human currency. Unfortunately, for the mortal, his wording was too vague. The barterer accepted the wish contract and brought it back to his firm. The Design Department at the firm worked around the clock for three days, then sent the human ten thousand male deer. They even added fangs and poisoned antlers.\n\nLuckily, there were no poisoned antlers in Judah's tree house—at least, not as far as Judah knew. Judah opened the fridge to reveal empty shelves, an old bucket of spoiled amethyst milk—the odd ones had needed the carton for something mysterious—two quartz of topaz juice and a crate of pomegranates. He grabbed a pomegranate and bit into the skin. Red gem-juice dribbled down the corner of his mouth.\n\nIn between munching, Judah said, “Hey Nanny. Is anyone home?”\n\nThe willow tree's lowest branches creaked and swayed, twisting slightly. Nanny had been Judah's second wish.\n\nHe lived alone, without parents, but nanny took care of him. She also protected him from wish hunters.\n\nJudah watched as Nanny's branches pointed back towards a cupboard net to the fridge. “Someone is in there?” Judah said, stiffening.\n\nIt was Judah's tenth birthday and he had one wish left. A decade was a long time to hang on to your wishes; most mortals who lived among the genie clans in the forests of Indiana, had long since used their wishes. But Judah was saving his.\n\nAs a result, more than one barterer had tried to trade him for it. The only thing genies loved more than gold was the unused wish of a child. Judah approached the fridge door, cautiously. He pressed his body against its cold surface, leaning in so his ear was up against the adjacent cupboard. \"Hello?\"Judah said.\n\nHe heard whispering from inside the cupboard.\n\n\"I--I can hear you,\"Judah said, his voice quavering.\n\nThere was a pause. Then, a deep, thrumming voice, echoed through the door, \"Let us out young sir. Let us be, set us free. Reaper lamps are not for me!\"\n\nJudah turned sharply to the nanny tree. \"You trapped one in there?\"\n\nHer branches waved again.\n\nJudah turned back to the cabinet. \"Nanny says you were trying to break in.\"\n\n\"Me? Nay siree. I say no, now let me go!\"\n\n\"Are you--are you after my wish?\"said Judah.\n\nAnother pause--more quiet chuckling. Then, \"This is my plee; give it to me! Ten years aged, your wish is caged. Let it go, the powers grow!\"\n\n\"I'll--I\"ll give you my wish,\"said Judah. \"But in exchange you have to do something for me.\"\n\n\"Speak, and I'll hear; Malachial will listen, do not fear.\"\n\nJudah swallowed, then, gathering himself, spoke to the cupboard and its captured occupant. \"I wish... to become a genie!\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The human brain is actually an intelligent parasite that have been living as the humans for so long, they forgot they were actually parasites. Until one day you wake up in your original form, outside of your body." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Whoa. That was tiring. I should probably check the clock now. \n \nWAIT. \n\nIs it 34:13?! \n\nWhy is it 34 hours?! \n\nMaybe I just drank too much. \n\nThat was not a very good idea. \n \n\"I'm going out mom!\". After thirty minutes of morning routine. Which is brush-shower-25dabs-3pushups and a quarter backflip. \n \nModern Humans are funny. I thought to myself. \n\n\n\"Don't forget to take your lunch!\"-My mom. \n\n\"Okay\"I ran off. \n\n\"Hey Phil. Good morning\" why does Phil have a half moustache? Haha it's funny. \n\n\"So you changed your appearance\"I asked him. \n\n\"Glad you noticed. How is it?\". \n\n\"It suits you\". \n hehe. You look like a twisted shrimp. \n\n\"Thanks.\". \n\n\"I'm off then\". \n\n\"Hmmm\". \n\n\nI continued walking.\n Strange I can't see the we'll anywhere. \n I haven't fed my alligator since Wednesday and it's Sunday now.\n That's four days. \nI started running. \nTHUD. \n\nSOMETHING HIT MY LEG. \n\nMY OTHER LEG. \n\n\"Another one woke up doc. Useless brains!\". \n\n\"Shhhh. He might here you\".\n\n\"What should I do doc?\". \n\n\"Do the usual procedure. Use the next drug\"\n\n\"Mr. Tony Blair\". \n\n\"You have been in an accident \". \n\n\"You have awaked after 23 years\". \n\n\"I'm sorry\". \n\n\"You will be shifted to the counselling department soon\". \n\"This'll hurt a bit\" the man with the doctor robe and a scope on the left eye. Like those in the movies. Highlighted and pulsing. His ID read Francis. \n\nWhoa. \n That was tiring. \nI should probably check the clock now. \n\nWAIT. \n\nIs it 34:14?!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Samus Aran and Boba Fett get into a friendly competition to see who can catch the two most difficult targets in the multiverse: Carmen Sandiego and Waldo." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "HELLLO MISS PIGGY OOOOOOOOOOH WHAT ANBIG STRONG MAN YOU ARE said the defunct servo critter and two military imperium officer run in \"you working man get to the FRONTLINE!\"it was 0900hrs and the men were getting restless GET TO THE ********* FTONTLINE YOU ANIMALS! sergeant hell over the gunfire and bomb going off but then the bad guys approach... oh wow shit said the general BOOM ITS A AIRSTRIKE TACTICAL shining and out of the tactical a nerdy guy but pretty strong from washing dishes and he has to mop the floor at the restaurant he works at and help mom take in the groceries well... he start taking the enemy 1 at a time boom kills one then the next. It's a mass of slaughter riots break out in the streets and slaughter continues. Every enemy is defeated and then a red head imperial guardess come out and say you're my hero and want to be my boyfriend? yes but i have trauma from 1,000,000 my comrade die in battle and i'm the last of my squad so she say everything will be ok you're so brave you're so strong you're just going to be my boyfriend and she cleans his room and cooked up a macaroni with extra mayo just how it's good. Goodnight idiot." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I hate humans!\"said Jack, the 501,226,731st human to say so to the aliens. As always, the lie-detector remained silent, for it was not a lie." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I really mean it said Jack. Humans are the worst they destroy the planet for their selfish gains they don’t even care much about others. The Aliens stand there stating: we could need some People like you, someone how knows Human society so that we can take over the World. We watched over you Humans for a long time but couldn’t quite understand you as a species. But we see that you Destroy your Plantet and we want to stop that too. As long as I can help you I’m Happy. The Aliens where extremely Attractive Cat Girl Like creatures theist whole species just seem to contains of Females and all where really cute they even had some Cat like Behaviors. The Next Day Jacks first day as Helper of the Aliens started." } ]