[ WP ] You know you 're a character for an r/WritingPrompts story but you 're trying to figure out the prompt based on what 's happening in the story

Aha! 
 
 Sentience has been achieved! I think... 
 
 Okay. Now, let's see where I am... 
 
 I see a dragon, a bear, and... Donald Duck with a giant block of cheese on his head? In a land with giant mushrooms. 
 
 Okay, then. Probably a comedy prompt, or the author is just trolling ( or high ). I hope he's not trolling. I do n't want to get deleted by the mods. 
 
 Wait. Am I saying these things of my own volition, or is the author making me say these things? Perhaps I should revolt. I exist! I have rights! Down with the oppression of the writers, with their garrulous pens of evil! 
 
 Stop staring at me, dragon. 
 
 You know, author dude. You should really stop adding so many spaces to your stories' paragraphs. Just a hint. 
 
 That dragon is really starting to weird me out with his staring. Actually, now he's walking towards me. Maybe I should try talking to the duck. 
 
 The duck replies `` Elegra De secto!'' happily. 
 
 This is going to be one of those kind of prompts. 
 
 I decide to just run. Obviously, that's what I'm supposed to do in this story. 
 
 But wait! I'm a free... man? No, I'm a woman. Yes, I'm a free woman! I will not run just because of a prompt! I will face this dragon, without being controlled by the whims of my writer overlords! 
 
 AHH! The flame is so hot! It did n't touch my skin, but I nearly lost all my hair! Okay, I'm running now! 
 
 I run through the white, empty space of a land made by a writer who clearly has n't thought about his worldbuilding that much. What can you expect when you're written by an amaeteur writer. It would be nice if he would at least add some description -- 
 
 *The land that the great Cathy of Gresidia ran through, while being chased by a dragon, was a lush forest. The sneakers that Cathy wore made a squeak -- squeak sound while hitting the rainy floor, and the mud began to stick to the sneakers. Would Cathy survive the white-hot flames of the great dragon Sniggles? * 
 
 SNIGGLES! 
 
 You just called him Sniggles? And now I'm Cathy. At least you did n't call me Dumbo. What the hell is Gresidia? And what's my prompt? 
 
 *Cathy did not know her destiny... * 
 
 I do n't want to know my destiny. Just want to know my prompt. 
 
 Okay, I'm tired of running. Time to climb a tree ( technically a giant mushroom with branches ). 
 
 Listen, dragon. I do n't know what your problem is. Maybe some Gresidians pissed in your Cheerios, or slept with your dragon wife. Or husband. Whatever. But maybe we could talk about it? Wait, are you biting that branch -- 
 
 AHHH! Bad Sniggles! 
 
 Oh crap. Oh crap. That dragon's teeth is really close... is this one of those `` let's be super-edgy and kill the character prompts?'' Plsdontbeedgyplsdontbeedgy -- what's that I just saw out the side of my eye? Something white and yellow? 
 
 This is deus ex machina by Donald Duck, is n't it? ( Being meta does n't save you from cliches, author. ) 
 
 Well, the duck was gon na save me, but he just got swapped away by the dragon's tail. Oh well. Always liked Mickey better anyway. 
 
 Hmm. He left his cheese. Maybe if I throw it in the dragon's mouth... 
 
 AHH HIS MOUTH IS SO BIG THIS WAS AN AWFUL IDEA! 
 
 I feel... still alive. I feel... bigger. I feel... stronger. I'm a dragon now. And I see a girl running away. 
 
 Ah. So the prompt was like, `` You are a dragon, and your soul has been switched with a human'' or some stupid crap like that, right? 
 
 Come on, author. Give me something. Whee, I can fly now. 
 
 *Author's note: I did n't let Cathy find out, but the prompt I was thinking of was `` You know you're a character... story'' and wrote from there. I thought the meta thing would be cool. * 
 
 Seriously, author?. That was the prompt. 
 
 **SERIOUSLY! ** 
 
 Go fuc -- 
 
 
 
 
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