642 things to write (and a small Nano prompt)
Note: Some quick prompts I did today,while cleaning up plot details of Legends (which TBH it is in a mess) and sadly I am not too well either UGH,we have a zombie apocalypse idea (I was thinking of The Last of Us) and some quick prompts
Prompt: The way the sky looks today The sky seems frightening as Morgan came in,the rain seems to poured more heavily than usual,as she walked by,she supposed to meet this girl at that church for coffee,there she could hear that buzz "you met her?", Morgan quickly texted back "yes-" the responses all fast and if not frightening. Her mind filled with fear,she knew that if she betray the king,Her blood will be spilled,there she brought her to the old mansion,Morgan shuddered slightly, for it looms a death that she has to bear with her hands,she could glance a young girl,she seems to be young,she could hear the text in her phone,orders from the king. There Morgan gulped slightly as she walked over the distance,she seems to be nice “so how did you managed to find about this-“,she barely looked at her,she loved going at the cold winter “There is she-“. The girl smiled at the sight of Amadea,she is so sweet with her prettily dressed dress and heels “so how are you my dear girl Lelila-“,she glanced slightly “So hopefully Lancelot treated you well-“,seems the clouds are forming outside of the window blocking the lights, “let’s proceed to a treat which you will never forget-“ There is something frightening of Amadea,but she knows that she has to follow by,as she could see the rain pouring,for it is slowly becoming her funeral.
Prompt: Pick one decision you’ve made in your life – a move, job, or relationship. How would your life be different now if you’d made a different choice? (Bertha) To join the society,was perhaps a way to fit,funny enough as she just stumbled it upon randomly by chance,over a scarf which she clanged too,perhaps she could not been in that society,her life in the line. She could have known she is accused,after all highwaymen has a code that they must live or to the death,they go by, perhaps she should not join that., she grew more insecure than ever,searching for self-esteem is perhaps the hardest for her. As she ran away,perhaps that decision proves regrettable for as she could feel the honking of the cars,did telling Miranda secure her safety,her mind filled with anxieties aside from that idea of the origins of Turpin. She should know of the darkness of the society,for she wished not to be entangled by that. Now she stood far away,her neck seems so bare without that scarf. She feels frightened about detaching herself from the society,as she quickly crumpled the card away-she knew it was painful and perhaps unexpected but she knew she has to go. Your character is stranded in the middle of the zombie apocalypse. How would they survive? (NANO PROMPTS) Morgan,with her clothes dirty,face streaked by blood,for she knew that,the groaning sounds of the zombies,came in,a civilization that is now all vanished,bodies strewn down the lakes,for she was assigned as one of the guerrilla forces,she could hear the yelling from the crowds,Morgan put out a Molotov bottle from her backpack,true it would be nice to drink that bottle but for now,a hoard of zombies came in,the groans grew louder as the steps grew wilder if not gorier,blood foamed in the mouth. She hopes for the best as she took out the assault rifle,bullets flew over the distance,what is troubling that she must run off from the ties with the evil scientist. It was probably the virus,that started with the small accident,she was a regular girl working as a gym trainer,but now she would use her gut feeling to run from the now dilapidated buildings,she fear the evil and the uncertain of the environment,however she stumbled upon an old friend,with a shiv in her mouth “what the frack-“,Caitlyn all-bloodied, “hey pal-" Caitlyn twitches back slightly “Oh hey,seems those zombies are popping by like daisies-” Morgan cocked her head “Yeah nearly gotten bitten,perhaps we should go-"