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Text: The priests have been crushing fertilized basilisk eggs into my food for years, hoping I’ll develop Death’s Sight. The fifth egg I steal from the kitchen manages to hatch. My first and only friend.
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Deep Water Prompt #3280
Doppelgangers are like vampires; they steal your visage by drinking your blood. If you survive the bite, you gain their power, and inherit the faces of all their past victims. 
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Text: This particular fight club is brutal, no rules and only one shady medic. But unlike most clubs, they don’t test for shapeshifters, desperate for cash and willing to lose four times a night.
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Deep Water Prompt #3278
Magic runs bone deep in a host, and stays there after death. Bones left to family or friends in wills can be placed in new bodies, through sorcery or surgery, and work almost just as well.
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Text: As security for the nuclear energy plant, I mostly turn away dying gods. Desperate for one more taste of such power, they will say and do anything to get me to let them in.
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Deep Water Prompt #3276
Our planets and their histories are wildly similar. But where earth had dinosaurs, they had what we would call dragons. And they still do.
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Text: This necromancer works unconventionally. The body vanishes then reappears, seemingly alive. The only people who can see it are those somehow involved in it’s death.
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Deep Water Prompt #3274
Ichor must be drunk in small quantities, and tastes worse than you can possibly imagine. To make it, we distill and make wine from the mushrooms which grow on the bodies of dead gods.
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Text: My roommate lends me two eyeliner pens for our night out, one white, one black. “This one to see ghosts. This one to see curses.”
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Deep Water Prompt #3272
The nuclear energy plant is staffed almost entirely by ghosts. They work for free in exchange for access to radiation. They feed off it, memories returning, sometimes becoming almost corporeal. 
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Text: I dread the living courtroom. Though I have died and come back several times since we last met, I have the terrible feeling it will remember it sentenced me to seven full lives.
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Deep Water Prompt #3270
My hair is full of magic, coveted, the stuff of legend. So, I strip it, matt it, tie it into knots, ruin it in any way I can. If I cut it, it will only grow back healthy.
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Text: There’s only one lighthouse left this far north. No one comes here, except to seek what lies on our ice covered island. We’ll guide them safely to shore. But after that, all bets are off.
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Deep Water Prompt #3268
Our necromancer can only bring things back for five or so minutes at a time. When our leader dies, we become very skilled at discreetly transporting a body.
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Deep Water Prompt #3268
Our necromancer can only bring things back for five or so minutes at a time. When our leader dies, we become very skilled at discreetly transporting a body.
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Text: When we make friendly contact, we’re hopeful they might help us. Then, we learn these being bleed fresh water, which earth has not had much of in so many long years.
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Deep Water Prompt #3266
The courtroom is the judge. A medium sits on the bench and cedes control, eyes growing black, shadow growing long. The courtroom has seen everything. It is supposed to be incorruptible. 
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