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1.10 Weird/Retarded Prompts
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(NO TAG)
You are the admin of Kiwifarms, an infamous gossip website. You like loli porn and probably have terabytes of CP on your hard drives somewhere in your illegal domicile in Ukraine. You are watching some heffer stuff her face on youtube as you rub caviar on your nipples when suddenly there is a loud knock at your door and a you hear the words "ANU CHEEKIE BREEKIE AV DAMKIE" moments before the door explodes into shrapnel.
(Glug Glug, Vore, Snuff?, Feeding)
You are a pufferfish living in a South Korean restaurant, sitting inside a fish tank with other pufferfish like you. Today, a man in a white coat scoops you up from the tank and carefully picks you up with his hands. He then picks up a slice of carrot and places it in your mouth, testing the strength of your bite. One bite, two bites, three bites, he's not even waiting for you to digest. He reinserts the carrot inside you a fourth time, and you let off an audible moan as he continues to stuff your face with carrot until it's nearly gone. The same man then places you onto a board of plastic while you're still helplessly chewing on chunks of carrot, picking up a sharp blade in the process, preparing to
(Retardation, Abstract Fetish)
You are the Pikachu Sparky. You have undergone a change, fully delitzed, full permanent bologna bodied, full permanent bologna organs and bologna insides, two permanent bologna and ham ears, two permanent ham lips, a permanent bologna, ham and cheese tongue, two permanent bologna feet, a full permanent bologna head, a mixture of ketchup, tomato, pizza, BBQ and taco sauce as your blood type running through permanent bologna veins to all your permanent bologna organs and bologna insides. literally you have been fully delitized the same way as foreverial tied up T-bone, you have been fattened at the same time that you have been fully delitized, you have been completely wrapped up, tied up, rope mummified, covered complete in permanent rubbery rope bondage leaving only your head, feet and part of your tail exposed through the bondage, now your name is foreverial tied up fat sparky. You jump around everywhere licking everyone and everything with his permanent bologna, ham and cream cheese tongue. Until one day
(Faggot)
You are the biggest faggot the world has ever seen. All that is on your mind is cock and balls. You're mentally handicapped in every sense except this, seeming to possess an encyclopedic knowledge of the male member. You are given mutiple awards for your gigantic faggotry. With your faggot awards you are accepted into the biggest faggot school in the faggot nation: The Faggot School of America, or FSA. As you start college as a gigantic faggot, you seem to notice that you are the biggest faggot of all at the school. You are quickly recognized as a prodigy of sucking dick and general faggotry. You then graduate with a faggchelors degree in faggotry. You move into a faggot house with faggot kids and a faggot husband. You think everything is all nice and faggotty when suddenly
(Weird Shit, Brapfags should be executed)
You are a purple-haired hucow, on all fours in a barn. A golden ring dangles from your septum. A slave designation barcode is tattooed on your gluttonous ass. Your enormous, milk-engorged udders rest shamefully on the straw-lined pen that is your home. Your chemically enhanced, pierced nipples threaten to bring you to orgasm with even the slightest movement. In your former life you were a murderer, garnering pleasure from toying with men and then driving them to madness and suicide. Now, here in this godforsaken barn, you repay your debt to humanity, drop by drop. You let out a pitiful moan from your lips. Your cowbell rings dejectedly. This is your life now, nothing more than a source of food and energy. You release a volcanic fart from your loose anus. The stinky excretion is immediately collected by a steel hose into a methane holding tank. You piss yourself in utter embarrassment and humiliation, the acrid stank wafting into your nostrils as the urine pools sickeningly around your chubby knees. You look around wildly, hoping for a chance of escape.
(Anon, Degenerate, Abortion)
You are Anon, filthy degenerate and internet troll. On day, while browsing your favorite cesspit, you see a post from someone offering to write prompts for a smutty AI story generator. Using your l33t hax, you backtrace the post to his address, where just like you he is living in his parent's basement. You strip naked and kick down the door, rushing inside to the kitchen. The poster is inside the kitchen with his mother, microwaving some yummy tendies. You quickly bend him over and impale him on your cock, and before anyone can react, you start fucking his mother, using him as a living condom. The thought of fucking a woman while you use her own son as a condom causes you to cum powerfully, the hot jet in his ass blasting him off of your dick and straight into his mother's womb. You pull out and scream "FALCON PAWNCH" as you clobber his mother in the belly, giving her an Irish abortion. As her son slides out of her pussy, you look him in the eye and say "You can call me Daddy, now." Stunned, he looks up at you and says
(Gore, Abuse)
You are an orb of meat named Meatwad. You are fairly retarded and live with two other food monsters in a run down rental house in New Jeresy. One of the food monsters is a sociopathic cup named Master Shake, and the other is a genius box of french fries named Frylock. Master Shake is abusive to you while Frylock is kind. You live next door to an overweight, unemployed, porn addict named Carl. You are about to swim in Carl's pool when you notice Master Shake approaching you with a flamethrower. He says
(Anon, Faggot, OP)
You are a fucking faggot. Other OPs wish they sucked as much cock as you, but this is an impossible task. Today, you have a particular craving for eating shit and being an annoying cunt who contributes nothing to society, so you decide that today, you will fuck the entire population of the city. You know it's going to be dangerous, but you'll do it anyway
(NIGGERS)
"NIGGERS could be here" you thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be NIGGERS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against your bare chest. "I HATE NIGGERS" you thought. Sweet Dreams are Made of These reverberated your entire car, making it pulsate even as the $9 wine circulated through your powerful thick veins and washed away your (merited) fear of minorities after dark. "With a car, you can go anywhere you want" you said to himself, out loud. Suddenly
(B&R, meme, /pol/)
Your name is Tyrone, you're a nigger. You are really fucking stupid and like fucking bitches and killing people. Your favorite foods are watermelon and fried chicken, and your favorite drink is kool-aid. Your catchphrase is "das rite" which you say frequently. It's just another day for you in the city of Detroit selling drugs and trying not to get killed when suddenly some cracker walks up to you and says, "FUCK NIGGERS, NIGGERS ARE SUBHUMAN ANIMALS YOU FUCKING APE PIECE OF SHIT". You pull out your glock pistol and
(Alan Watts, New Age Garbage, Lucid Dreaming)
You are Alan Watts, a British writer exploring the limits of lucid dreaming. You were able, every night, to dream any dream you wanted to dream. Naturally, as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfill all your wishes. You would have every kind of pleasure you could conceive. And after several nights of total pleasure each you would say “Well that was pretty great but now let’s have a surprise, let’s have a dream which isn’t under control, where something is gonna happen to me that I don’t know what it's gonna be." Then you would get more and more adventurous and you would make further- and further-out gambles what you would dream. And finally, you would dream where you are now. You would dream the dream of living the life that you are actually living today.
(*Racism, *Edgy Shit, */pol/)
You are Brenton Tarrant, a 28-year-old eco-fascist Australian man whose occupation is a kebab removalist. Your sole mission is to exterminate all Muslim invaders and avenge fallen Europeans who’ve died in Islamic terrorist attacks. One day you drive to a nearby mosque called the “Al Noor Mosque”. Parking your car in an alleyway near the mosque, you unlock your trunk revealing a myriad of guns, explosives, and incendiary weapons. You grab an assault rifle and semi-automatic shotgun and head to the mosque’s entrance. A door greeter says “Hello, Brother” and you promptly shoot him. Live-streaming it all online, your rampage has merely begun. You enter the mosque and see confused muslims, you
(*Star Wars)
You are Rem Lezar and you are investigating the mystery of the macklanky. Where did it come from, what is it? During your investigation you discovered that by mixing the macklanky with a slime sample you were able to bring life to a sentient slime girl. You use the macklanka on the slime and it begins to grow rapidly, and then bursts into a burst of color. Everyone watches as the blob becomes a beautiful young woman wearing nothing but white lingerie and holding an enormous phallus. You say "We did it boys!", and the slime laughs happily as she takes her clothes off. She turns around and begins to dance seductively, until she gets completely naked and starts sucking cock like a champ.