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Just a list of RP Prompts made for the express purpose of simple enjoyment. That, and since I’m late for Halloween, it's time to make that up with thriller prompts. One of which is a rewrite from an older prompt set. Prompt 1: The Broken Lock The museum’s most recent addition, quite frankly, should have stayed buried. It’s an old sarcophagus, runes of a lost civilization etched into the sides and fraying rope wrapped tightly around it. Yes, fraying rope. As in, whatever is stuck inside was meant to stay there. Permanently. Maybe rope wasn’t the best material, but no doubt was the best option at the moment. All of thi

A man in a black hood ran across rooftops,the bright city lights showing him the path. Police sirens could be heard below,for tonight a thief had robbed a store. No,not for jewelry but for food. The mans footsteps pounded on the roofs,he kept running even though his legs felt like they were on fire. A large,clean scythe was on his back. He jumped down from the roof he was on down to a window sill,and repeated this until he was on the ground. The man,a 17 year old boy,walked down a alley way to a abandoned house. Sure,the place was trashed,but it was his and the rest of his crazy family's home. He walked in,seeing three little girls playing w

The black woods Paws hit the forest floor As the hunt for blood begins once more. Glowing eyes scan the trees Hoping to bring those who wander to their knees. In the forest it lies in wait waiting for her to meet her fate. A young maidens curse will be relived As pain courses through the minds so-called bliss. Deaths sweet embrace is a lie Eternal life is as sweet as pie. It comes at a price,however more For they will come to settle the score. You cannot see them,you cannot breath The trees grow black,red covers the leaves. You look around,all is dark. Forever more,in the black woods part.

Hero name: Black Widow. Real name: Luna Looks: long,black hair with golden streaks. Her hero uniform is a pitch black long sleeved shirt and a black skirt. A golden belt with a whip,a grappling hook,and a silver flute. She wears a silver moon pedant with a black raven mask to keep her identity a secret. Weapon of choice: a black and gold bow with black arrows with golden tips. History: when she was just a little girl she lived out in the woods. Her father thought her how to hunt and how to fight to protect herself. He also taught her how to tell if someone's lying,how to jump long distances and how to think clearly during a fight or a run

One day,Ninathala was walking out in the forest. To hide her secret a bit more,having been hunted down nearly all her life and feeling like she wouldn't be seen,she turned herself into human form. Her long brown hair brushed her shoulders as she sat down underneath a tree,closing her eyes to relax a bit. Just ten seconds later,she thought she heard rustling,so her eyes flew open as she looked around. No one is there. Wow...I really do need to relax. Thinking herself foolish to be startled by rustling,Nina closed her eyes again...just as a voice whispered into her ear. "Found you~" Nina recognized the voice instantly. "Hello,Pythor." She opens

Name: Nighteye Age: unknown Health: deceased Looks: Left eye is amber while his right eye is red. As a wolf he has a pitch black fur. Family: Silverstar; daughter. Moonstar; wife,deceased. History: not a lot is known about Nighteye,only that he was Silverstar's father and was killed for being a werewolf.

World of Shushila: A Guide THE ENVIRONMENT The planet Shushila is heavily rainforest-like in terrain. A majority of it is covered in lush, bioluminescent forests that glow nearly as bright as the stars and galaxies above. It has two duel suns - one like a typical sun and another that effectively replaces the moon, only shining at night with a blue glow. While there are large forests, there are a few mountains scattered around and all are connected by underground tunnels made by the Apraxi. The beaches of the continents are made up of a silk-like sand, and are tainted red from the large coral reefs that cover most of the oceans floors. The o

Chapter five; Flying Lessons It's been...hmm,I'm going to guess six,maybe seven hours since we all found out Lloyd has wings. Besides that,we've also learned a few other things. I'll list them here. One: Lloyd has two types of feathers,normal ones which are green tipped in black and then there's silver ones,which are as sharp as heck and can indeed cut you. Two: those silver feathers,yeah...if Lloyd 'flicks' his wings they shoot off and then regrow. Like freaking throwing knives! That's pretty much it,besides the whole Rose-lit-a-whitecoat's-coat-on-fire thing. Now,since the whole group has time,we are going to help Lloyd learn to fly. This

A rainbow in the dark A rainbow is just like us Each color shows two emotions Red,love and anger. Orange,compassion and scorn. Yellow,joy and fear. Green,peace and envy. Blue,gentle and sadness. Purple,perfect and vain. Your eyes droop now,feeling the words take over your thoughts. Each color passes in the darkness of your subconscious. Yet,you don't feel both emotions,you only feel one for one color. Love Compassion Joy Peace Gentle Perfect. This is a rainbow of emotions,think of it when you feel the other side of the color. Think of this rainbow in the dark.

Just a list of RP Prompts made for the express purpose of simple enjoyment. That, and since I’m late for Halloween, it's time to make that up with thriller prompts. One of which is a rewrite from an older prompt set. Prompt 1: The Broken Lock The museum’s most recent addition, quite frankly, should have stayed buried. It’s an old sarcophagus, runes of a lost civilization etched into the sides and fraying rope wrapped tightly around it. Yes, fraying rope. As in, whatever is stuck inside was meant to stay there. Permanently. Maybe rope wasn’t the best material, but no doubt was the best option at the moment. All of thi

Strange Child RP Prompt Everyone is a little strange in their own way, and that's honestly a fact. Everybody has their hobbies...their passions and their careers, its just how life is. If you were to be frank, however, this was NOT what you (+ your partner) was hoping for when you finally adopted a kid. They were honestly strange, sometimes downright creepy. You want to find out what's wrong, but considering you JUST adopted them (like, three days ago) it was merely assumed they were acting like this because you (+your partner) were strange to them. You seriously hoped so, because this is getting downright freaky. Children you adopted

 The city is Lisieux, and the time is June 1944... She didn't know how she got here, or how she was even alive at the moment. The last thing she remembered hearing was explosions, and then suddenly...she was here. Her brown, doe eyes were screwed shut, and her sleeved arms were wrapped around her torso as she tried to keep her frantic heart from breaking free of her chest. Feeling a cool, rushed breeze of...what was that smell? Not ash, but...spring? That wildflower smell that fills you when the spring breeze rushes past in the middle of day? Her eyes fly open, and - brushing aside any of her airy red hair that fell in front - she looks aro