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I HAD AN IDEA-
okay, tv show idea, a sitcom, but the main character knows they're in a sitcom, and each episode the main character slowly makes others realize they're stuck and each of the sets slowly breaks down
True crime in a fantasy world
So I have an idea that is a bit stupid but I keep thinking about it. Well then it's true there are podcasts and videos of 'true crime' well then how about it in a fantasy world. Like someone from our world maybe in cosplay maybe not but just sitting there generically seriously talking about crimes that didn't happen by people/creatures he made up in a completely made up world. It can curse magic or things like that or even state laws that apply in this world. What do you think?
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Task Force 141 x Genz Gn Reader
Stupid idea I'm gonna call the series: Madness from Another Dimension (MAD)
TW: Mention of death
It was an accident. Honest to god a full-on accident. One minute you are walking the next fall from the sky. You hit the ground kinda hard and look around. A few people stared at you nearly as shocked as you. You were instantly grabbed and dragged into a building.
You looked around and immediately began to smile uncontrollably. Price was standing right in front of you and so was Soap. Your heart begins to accelerate with joy.
“Who the fuck are you?” They ask aggressively. “How did you get here?” You stare at them, and a nagging question hits you like a truck you had to know.
“Shepard is he Bold or has a mustache?” You yell frantically. He stared at you dumbfoundedly.
“Answer—”
“ANSWER ME! BOLD OR MUSTACHE??”
“Bold.”
“Is Gaz’s black?”
“How do you know him!” Price points his gun at you.
“IS HE?”
“Yes!”
“OH THANK GOD!” You shout collapsing onto your knees and laying on the ground your anxiety settling. “He’s bold this is fantastic!” You cheer.
“What happened if he had a mustache and Gaz wasn’t bold?” Soap asked seeing your excitement in a weird light.
“I would have cried!” You state look at him.
“Why would a mustache make you cry?” Soap asked squatting down next to you so confused.
Your mouth falls open— you had so many things to say. Where do you begin? How do you begin? You didn’t want to die! You haven’t seen Ghost in person yet! You had to hear his sexy voice in person!
“Let’s start from the beginning.” You wave your hand around. Price folds his arm waiting.
“I was walking home and fell out of the sky and here I am.”
“Love that’s bullshit.”
“Mofo I locked eyes with a motherfucker, he saw me fall and go out there, he can confirm it!” You yell.
“Two, I think I’m from another dimension.” The two stared at you and then turned to each other.
“Your fucking crazy,” Price snaps grabbing you by the arm and dragging you to a room and shoving you inside. “You are under confinement by the military.”
“Well….” A few hours pass you and where terribly bored Soap took your phone without you even noticing. Your mind races around, how did you even get here?
The door opens and four people step inside. You felt yourself smirking and tried to swallow that smile. You look down, all of them are here. How fun.
“Hello, John Price, Johnny MacTavish, Kyle Garrick, and lastly the famous Ghost— Simon Riley—”
“How do you know our fucking names?” Ghost barks, you feel a shiver run down your spine, and smile uncontrollably again.
“While are you smiling.”
“Nothing—” you hunch over cackling, you really need to get your nervous laughter under control.
“Tell is!” Price snaps his irritation visible.
“It’s just… your video game characters for me. from my world.”
“You are insane—”
“Kyle you joined the British army in 2014, Ghost joined after 9/11, Soap you met Price in 2014. Am I wrong?” You ask them getting serious, and they look at each other.
“Alright say you are from another world and we are video game characters to you, why does it matter if General Shepard has a mustache or not?” Soap folds his arms still hung up on your lash out.
“Simply I needed to know what timeline I was in.”
“Alright you are crazy,” Price growls storming up to you.
“The game you are part of is called Call of Duty, it’s a point-and-shoot game made for boys and men. It is all about war and the military. There was the original timeline and the reboot, I had to know which one.” Soap touched Price's shoulders and pulled him back. He was probably the best to ask questions.
“Alright, which timeline are we in?” Soap looks down on you, with cold eyes that turn you on.
“The reboot.”
“You referee the reboot—”
“You all died in the original timeline.” Your words shut them up. They had this look of shock. They turn to each other, maybe you are crazy you seem crazy. They had nothing to say.
“What does this have to do with his mustache—”
“It’s how I associate things in my mind.” Soap slowly nods, a weird association but he got it. He also has particular associations, this was yours.
“One I ask if Gaz was black because in the other timeline he was white?”
“I WAS WHITE?” Gaz yells shock written all over his face. He looked shocked and bewildered. His mouth hung open and he looked pale.
“YOU WERE WHITE AND THAT TURN ME FOR THE LOOP!” You yell back feeling the hype again. “You were also a background character, not really important.”
“You were killed right in front of a helpless Soap.”
“I—”
“Ghost you were shot from point-blank range and your body burned, you were betrayed. I miss you, Roach.” Ghost reached his hand out— he needed clarification.
“Soap dies in your hands Price and you were severely injured. and implied died from it”
“Wait wait wait!” Soap interrupts “Let’s go back to Gaz, I watched him die?”
“Yes.” Soap turns to Gaz who looks back there is shock in their eyes. They seem to share a little moment together.
“You said I was betrayed, who?” Ghost asks next.
“You should sit down,” you comment. This soap was less trusting or maybe the same as old Ghost but it’s best if he sits.
“I’m fine,”
“Ok.” You stand up and look him in the eyes, “You were with a comrade who’s not in this reboot called Roach. He was shot in the chest and you were shot in the head.” You explain calmly.
“By who?” Ghost demands again.
“General Shepard.” The room grew dead quiet. Ghost uncrossed his arms in shock.
“Also in that timeline, I think World War 3 happens.” You casually state.
“You think?” Soap snap.
“I never played the original one, but I remember my brother’s behavior after he was mourning.”
“What happened to the general after he killed me?” Ghost quietly asked.
“Soap stabbed in in the left eye killing him.” Ghost nods his head, at least his killer died.
“You said Soap dies in my arms, how.”
“Severe blood loss acting getting majorly injured for the 3rd time.”
“Man, that’s…”
“Lame?” You finish Soap’s words he nods and looks a little disappointed.
“Price continues on the mission but at the end, he is implied to be dead. He died smoking a cigar.” Soap and Gaz chuckle and turn to Price.
“Who killed me?” Price asks.
“Russian terrorist.”
“Alright… this timeline who dies.” Soap folds his arms ready to hear the most gut-wrenching stuff.
“None of you died.” Soap let out a long sigh and turned to the others with a smile. Gaz nods his head in a sigh of relief. “But that shouldn’t make you too happy don’t get careless.”
“How do we believe you?” Price finally spoke up. You look around, At the start of the game, all of them have known each other for a long.
“I know you found American missiles with a terrorist group.” The air turns hostile, how do you know this?.”
“Your next stop is Amsterdam… say hi to Alejandro for me.” You smile and sit back down leaning back with a smile.
“If you know the future, tell us!”
“Go to Amsterdam I don’t remember the cartel but the next place after Amsterdam is Mexico. I’m telling the truth if you don’t believe me go. I can't give you all the information I don’t remember but I can tell you the major plot points. Come back when you're done.”
They turn back to you before leaving. As the door closes you collapse onto the bed and begin to giggle, you’re living the high life. Hot military men all around you. Ghost even talked to you that’s all that matters. They will be back, of course, they come back. They need to know more and you can enlighten them.
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I've not been uploading as much since I've been writing. My new story had 9k words in a fourth of the time as my last project
The idea is a line taken from where I first saw it in a ROTTMNT fic description that said 'History Doesn't Repeat, but Rhymes' which I just found out is from Mark Twain, Inspiration from Tangled the Series Lore, and little droplets of Grian's Watcher Lore
The main character is a translator who goes by Ari now(Taken definitely not Jaiden Animation's bird because main character has bird wings) and is a translator whose 'from a small town', and her best friend is now a mentally unwell fire user who stole a magic artifact
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Writing Prompt
The person with the superpower to never be remembered.
Is it really a superpower? They've tried everything, from being loud to obnoxious to downright violent, yet nothing works. Not even their parents remember they exist most of the time. At least as a superhero they get paid to count on being forgotten, to sneak up on attackers and no one ever remembers their weakness or soft spots.
Then they meet someone whose power is to never forget.
Writing Prompts
The immortal historian. The one who helps the 'main heroes' on their quest, as well as noticing how..... similar this quest seems the ancient legends.
The ancient legends that they were in
Writing Prompt
Everyday, a writer goes to bed and hears voices.
One day, it's an old man begging for rain, for a good harvest. The next is a valiant warrior who wishes to survive her next coming days. A child hoping for a cat for their birthday.
Everyone they try to talk to about it thinks they're going insane, and eventually their only outlet is their story.
One night, they wake up in their world a god, seeing those people praying to them.
I made some stupid fake posters for an idea I got.
Task Force 141 x Genz Gn Reader
Stupid idea I'm gonna call the series: Madness from Another Dimension (MAD)
TW: Mention of death
It was an accident. Honest to god a full-on accident. One minute you are walking the next fall from the sky. You hit the ground kinda hard and look around. A few people stared at you nearly as shocked as you. You were instantly grabbed and dragged into a building.
You looked around and immediately began to smile uncontrollably. Price was standing right in front of you and so was Soap. Your heart begins to accelerate with joy.
“Who the fuck are you?” They ask aggressively. “How did you get here?” You stare at them, and a nagging question hits you like a truck you had to know.
“Shepard is he Bold or has a mustache?” You yell frantically. He stared at you dumbfoundedly.
“Answer—”
“ANSWER ME! BOLD OR MUSTACHE??”
“Bold.”
“Is Gaz’s black?”
“How do you know him!” Price points his gun at you.
“IS HE?”
“Yes!”
“OH THANK GOD!” You shout collapsing onto your knees and laying on the ground your anxiety settling. “He’s bold this is fantastic!” You cheer.
“What happened if he had a mustache and Gaz wasn’t black?” Soap asked seeing your excitement in a weird light.
“I would have cried!” You state look at him.
“Why would a mustache make you cry?” Soap asked squatting down next to you so confused.
Your mouth falls open— you had so many things to say. Where do you begin? How do you begin? You didn’t want to die! You haven’t seen Ghost in person yet! You had to hear his sexy voice in person!
“Let’s start from the beginning.” You wave your hand around. Price folds his arm waiting.
“I was walking home and fell out of the sky and here I am.”
“Love that’s bullshit.”
“Mofo I locked eyes with a motherfucker, he saw me fall and go out there, he can confirm it!” You yell.
“Two, I think I’m from another dimension.” The two stared at you and then turned to each other.
“Your fucking crazy,” Price snaps grabbing you by the arm and dragging you to a room and shoving you inside. “You are under confinement by the military.”
“Well….” A few hours pass you and where terribly bored Soap took your phone without you even noticing. Your mind races around, how did you even get here?
The door opens and four people step inside. You felt yourself smirking and tried to swallow that smile. You look down, all of them are here. How fun.
“Hello, John Price, Johnny MacTavish, Kyle Garrick, and lastly the famous Ghost— Simon Riley—”
“How do you know our fucking names?” Ghost barks, you feel a shiver run down your spine, and smile uncontrollably again.
“Why are you smiling?”
“Nothing—” you hunch over cackling, you really need to get your nervous laughter under control.
“Tell is!” Price snaps his irritation visible.
“It’s just… your video game characters for me. from my world.”
“You are insane—”
“Kyle you joined the British army in 2014, Ghost joined after 9/11, Soap you met Price in 2014. Am I wrong?” You ask them getting serious, and they look at each other.
“Alright say you are from another world and we are video game characters to you, why does it matter if General Shepard has a mustache or not?” Soap folds his arms still hung up on your lash out.
“Simply I needed to know what timeline I was in.”
“Alright you are crazy,” Price growls storming up to you.
“The game you are part of is called Call of Duty, it’s a point-and-shoot game made for boys and men. It is all about war and the military. There was the original timeline and the reboot, I had to know which one.” Soap touched Price's shoulders and pulled him back. He was probably the best to ask questions.
“Alright, which timeline are we in?” Soap looks down on you, with cold eyes that turn you on.
“The reboot.”
“You preferred the reboot—”
“You all died in the original timeline.” Your words shut them up. They had this look of shock. They turn to each other, maybe you are crazy you seem crazy. They had nothing to say.
“What does this have to do with his mustache—”
“It’s how I associate things in my mind.” Soap slowly nods, a weird association but he got it. He also has particular associations, this was yours.
“One I ask if Gaz was black because in the other timeline he was white?”
“I WAS WHITE?” Gaz yells shock written all over his face. He looked shocked and bewildered. His mouth hung open and he looked pale.
“YOU WERE WHITE AND THAT TURN ME FOR THE LOOP!” You yell back feeling the hype again. “You were also a background character, not really important.”
“You were killed right in front of a helpless Soap.”
“I—”
“Ghost you were shot from point-blank range and your body burned, you were betrayed. I miss you, Roach.” Ghost reached his hand out— he needed clarification.
“Soap dies in your hands Price and you were severely injured. and implied died from it”
“Wait wait wait!” Soap interrupts “Let’s go back to Gaz, I watched him die?”
“Yes.” Soap turns to Gaz who looks back there is shock in their eyes. They seem to share a little moment together.
“You said I was betrayed, who?” Ghost asks next.
“You should sit down,” you comment. This Ghost was less trusting or maybe the same as the old Ghost but it’s best if he sits.
“I’m fine,”
“Ok.” You stand up and look him in the eyes, “You were with a comrade who’s not in this reboot called Roach. He was shot in the chest and you were shot in the head.” You explain calmly.
“By who?” Ghost demands again.
“General Shepard.” The room grew dead quiet. Ghost uncrossed his arms in shock.
“Also in that timeline, I think World War 3 happens.” You casually state.
“You think?” Soap snap.
“I never played the original one, but I remember my brother’s behavior after, he was mourning.”
“What happened to the general after he killed me?” Ghost quietly asked.
“Soap stabbed in in the left eye killing him.” Ghost nods his head, at least his killer died.
“You said Soap dies in my arms, how.”
“Severe blood loss acting getting majorly injured for the 3rd time.”
“Man, that’s…”
“Lame?” You finish Soap’s words he nods and looks a little disappointed.
“Price continues on the mission but at the end, he is implied to be dead. He died smoking a cigar.” Soap and Gaz chuckle and turn to Price.
“Who killed me?” Price asks.
“Russian terrorist.”
“Alright… this timeline who dies.” Soap folds his arms ready to hear the most gut-wrenching stuff.
“None of you died.” Soap let out a long sigh and turned to the others with a smile. Gaz nods his head in a sigh of relief. “But that shouldn’t make you too happy don’t get careless.”
“How do we believe you?” Price finally spoke up. You look around, At the start of the game, all of them have known each other for a long.
“I know you found American missiles with a terrorist group.” The air turns hostile, how do you know this?.”
“Your next stop is Amsterdam… say hi to Alejandro for me.” You smile and sit back down leaning back with a smile.
“If you know the future, tell us!”
“Go to Amsterdam I don’t remember the cartel but the next place after Amsterdam is Mexico. I’m telling the truth if you don’t believe me go. I can't give you all the information I don’t remember but I can tell you the major plot points. Come back when you're done.”
They turn back to you before leaving. As the door closes you collapse onto the bed and begin to giggle, you’re living the high life. Hot military men all around you. Ghost even talked to you that’s all that matters. They will be back, of course, they come back. They need to know more and you can enlighten them.
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So many ideas
I have like so ideas.
The continuation of my humanoid flesh it's getting serious
Continuation of my virus idea
Creak idea of cod x boyonetta
Maybe continuation of my pandemonium au/SCP au/ livestock au
God help mr I got no time either