Prompt: Robots want to “upgrade” humanity and convert them into robots. Their leader was very surprised when you went willingly.Continue reading Writing Prompt #127 — Some Say Upgrade, Some Say Downgrade
Prompt: Your name is John Smith. All your life, people have mistaken you for others with the same name. This time, though, is especially awkward, as the demon that has been tormenting you for months realizes it’s got the wrong guy.Continue reading Writing Prompt #126 — A Devilish Newfound Friend
Prompt: A group of apocalypse survivors hunker down in an old suburban home to ride out a storm. There is a knock at the door. On the front step is an Amazon package with a note apologizing for the late delivery. Inside the package is something that will tear the group apart as they fight over it.Continue reading Writing Prompt #125 — She Knows Everything
Prompt: Everyone knows that black cats bring bad luck. Turns out, other colors bring different attributes. Today, the mythical Nyan Cat has crossed your path.Continue reading Writing Prompt #124 — Propelled Into Space by Rainbows
Prompt: You wake up. Short of breath, your head pounding. You see bright lights all around you. And then a glass enclosure. A rather well-dressed humanoid enters the room, leading smaller humanoids along with it. “And this little guy is our most recently revived, he was born over 32,000 years ago.”Continue reading Writing Prompt #123 — Wiping the Slate Clean
Prompt: There had always been something ‘off’ about that smile.
Prompt: Whales are seen upriver. Dolphins are emerging in Venice. Humanity cheers the resurgence of nature, unaware that these marine animals aren’t making a comeback; they’re running.
Prompt: You’re in the woods camping with some friends. As you’re sitting around a bonfire trading silly tales and laughing, you receive a call from an unknown number. You decide to accept the call and on the other side of the phone, there is nothing but the sound of rustling trees and nearby laughter.
Prompt: Rain peacefully falls outside the window as your love slowly falls into the great abyss- death, as you somberly remember your life and the moments you spent with them.
Prompt: The Mafia doesn’t tolerate anyone moving in on their turf – especially not the cultists of eldritch, incomprehensible gods.