I am so dumb. I somehow didn’t notice again.

I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.

P.S: What’s a Regina?

Everyone’s Laughing At You

It’s good to see you too.

Ohhh. Yeah, I remember now.

Yeah, that makes sense. Hope this isn’t rude to ask but I somehow forgot our first conversation. When did we first chat?

Wait, who’s that? There’s no one here. Did I miss anything?

What you said makes sense, though. Never should have opened my big mouth.

I don’t think it matters what the discrepancy in room temperature is. The heat ray would seem like a candle rather than an actual death ray but it doesn’t sound possible for it to be chilly.

Yes, I know that it does not.

I thought they meant it was making it chilly.

r/PostPrototypes

After trekking through the Goblin Forest for hours, Liana and Robert finally made it out. From there, it was only a short walk to the nearest village, one inhabited by dwarves.

The dwarf village was certainly unique, to say the least. The houses were made of rock and stone, half buried in the ground. They seemed to resemble miniature hills.

Much like the elves in her own village, the dwarves were visibly alarmed seeing the gargantuan robot walk about their land, running inside their homes and peeping through the curtains at the sight.

“It’s okay. We’re friendly!” Liana shouted, to no avail. “Is there a place we can stay for the night?”

“These dwarves do not appear to be comfortable with my presence. Immediate vacation of the premises is advised.” said Robert.

Liana nodded.

“You have a point. Better get a move on, then.”

The visitors continued walking through the village, only to be interrupted by an elderly voice.

“Wait!”

They turned to see an old dwarf woman calling at them from her doorway.

“You’re free to stay with me if you like!”

Before she knew it, Liana was enjoying a delicious meal with the the old dwarf woman and her husband. Dinner consisted of a thick stew filled with carrot, onion and potato. Robert and the woman’s husband, Hammond, were engaged in a conversation about the exact structure of Robert’s body.

“You’re saying that you’re made of sand?”

“Not exactly. Silicon has vastly useful properties that makes them extremely important for use in most electronic devices.”

“You’re making that up. I’ve never heard of such a substance, let alone one derived from sand!”

“Do not feel frustrated. My creators are far more technologically advanced than your kind.”

Liana quickly finished her meal and went to bed, not wanting to stick around to hear the rest of the resulting conversation. Shutting her eyes, she drifted off to sleep.

“The Tenebris population is exponentially increasing. If we don’t do anything about this soon, all of Earth will be consumed.”

Heat rays radiate heat rather than conduct it. It should be impossible for that to make something colder.

Atheism is kinda the default “religion”, though. It shouldn’t really be that shocking.

There’s nothing wrong with having an opinion. As long as you don’t force it on others or shame them for having different ones, I think it’s alright.

Do you mean religiophobia or was it actually meant to say religion?

Oh. I see.

People fantasize about this? Elaborate.

It’s been so long since I’ve seen a Soulmage story and it’s still just as good as anything else you’ve written!

Huh?

They do.

I agree. The few prompts that aren’t clichés are just about subverting them and that eventually becomes a cliché of its own.

r/PostPrototypes

“No man shall ever love you!” said the witch.

“Oh my God, thank you!” the woman replied.

The witch shot her a confused look.

“Oh, you think you’ll be safe because you’re lesbian? Well, for your information, “man” is also a gender neutral term. So any and all humans across the realm are affected by my spell.”

“Aren’t there other species of humanoids, actually?” asked the woman.

“Doesn’t matter! My curse affects all sentient civilizations that walk on two feet.”

“How about-“

“Swim in the sea, burrow through the earth, soar into the sky, etc, etc.” the witch finished.

“I’m asexual, by the way.” chirped the woman.

The witch glared at her with burning rage. Never had a mortal shrugged off her curses so nonchalantly.

Determined to win, she said, “And my curse prevents all forms of love, Romantic, sexual, platonic, you name it. No one will ever show affection towards you again!”

The woman smiled.

“Then it’s a good thing I’m a misanthropic monarch who cares only about appearances and not about friendship.” said the Evil Queen. “You should have just turned me into a frog and be done with it.”