Comedy Writing Prompts

The summoned hero is effective if not a little... eccentric. He claims that he is a "dark souls player" and keeps saying "why should I wear armor if I don't intend on getting hit". Nevertheless, the great foe is no match for him, and the people love him.

"Guys, it's not what it looks like! It's just a video game we Humans play sometimes back home!" You attempt to explain in futility, as the rest of the crew are getting more convinced you're an undercover military elite, rather than the ship's engineer.

One can easily distinguish a true veteran adventurer from the masses, for one doesn’t fear those who show to the start of a dungeon with gleaming weapons and polished armor, but those who show up wearing casual clothing, looking like they just got done shopping in town not 5 minutes earlier.

Due to a clerical error, a fantasy author gets isekai'd into a fantasy world meant for gamer otakus. The author can't spend a minute without criticising the world's "shitty worldbuilding," which is making everyone around him confused and driving the gods insane.

A dragon misinterprets a "party" of adventurers who set out to challenge it as a celebration and as such, went all out with the festivities for their arrival.

You are reborn as a mute skeleton, one of many magically animated to serve a small petite witch with delusions of grandeur who does not realize that you are more than a magical puppet. You decide to secretely help her with her schemes antics because you find it hilarious.

Unbeknown to most, the Norse gods are still among us. Thor is a grumpy personal trainer, Freya is a successful influencer. Quite a few of the dwarves are top level sysadmins. But what about Loki?

The Captain is from a species that hordes things that bring them any form of joy or emotional stability. The crew is certain that her "horde" is the four Human engineers onboard whom she affectionately refers to as her "Little Murder Monkeys".

You've noticed that unlike the rest of your companions, the elves you're travelling with have never excused themselves to answer nature's call, even though they eat and drink just as often as you do. When you work up the courage to ask the elves about this, their explanation astounds you.

The villain just shot you with his Superpower Suppressor! He crows with laughter as he declares his victory over you to the city, but you get right back up and take him down mid-gloat. You never had any superpowers, you're a perfectly average demon that's just playing superhero.

You managed to retire from the supervillain game long ago, when you became a parent. Now, your grandchild has inadvertently been kidnapped by an upstart villain, and you're about to show them why the world (rightfully) feared you.

"Do not in under circumstances challenge an Earthling engineer to do something. Not even for a dare."

“You have been chosen, Earth man, the crystal in my hand will imbue you with the pow- where are you going?” , “Like I told the other guy last week, I’m not interested, please stop showing up calling me The Chosen One.”

It turns out that humans are the only galactic species able to safely handle drugs. Other species have such a low tolerance that a small cup of coffe basically works like a crystal meth. You are one such oblivious, very curious alien that got his hands on an ACTUAL crystal meth.

"Remember, if you die in the simulation-" "Yeah, yeah, we know, you die in real life." "What? No! You need to reset the simulation with this terminal! What is WRONG with you humans?!"

“you’re not here to slay me and save the princess?” “No I want to join you guys. A pretty princess with an awesome dragon in an isolated castle away from society? That’s a pretty sweet gig.”

"This... is your treasure hoard, Dragon?" "Yes. Nobody pays with gold and jewels anymore, it's all paper money or stocks and bonds. I miss being able to lay down in a pile of loot, but I am forced to adapt to modern times."

The protagonist picks up a cursed sword, which simply convinces them to pick up an expensive and time-consuming hobby. This hobby drains their time, energy, and wealth more efficiently than any cursed item.

Among other things, you can hover 8 inches above the ground, fire a single bullet out of your hand per day, un-chew gum, sense the exact location of every sneeze within a building, and breath fire for 19 seconds every Saturday the 19th. You’re a hero with many, many mildly-useful powers.

One genie specialises in a specific kind of ironic wishes. If the wish is for fitness and health, the genie is a drill sergeant from hell and whips them into shape. If they wish for money, the genie makes them go through years of economic schooling.

Your roommate is so bad at pretending to be a human, you've started to just automatically back him up in public. Tonight he tells you how nice it is to know the only other alien in the city, and you have to break the bad news

A Supervillain from the 30s flung into the modern day tries to continue their life of villainly. But finds their ransoms are laughably small, their riddle traps are foiled by boxes the civilians carry and their plan to kill the global elite is getting a lot less pushback than expected…

A mind reading alien species is terrified when they discover humanity’s greatest mental defense; intrusive thoughts

When an alien race discovered Earth's atmosphere was made with oxygen, their best scientific theory was that the creatures there were able to breath fire. They eventually decided to invade Earth equiped with thermal armor, and were no match to the bullethell that was waiting for them

"You're a...Vampire!? Are you going to suck my blood?" "Ew no. I'm a vampire not a cannibal. Just like regular humans, Vampires are all different. The one the old stories were based on, was just weird. He was a psycho before he was turned too. Tea?"

You gave a million monkeys a million typewriters. They immediately wrote a contract detailing the terms and conditions for employing the monkey horde.

Galactic Federation NEWS: "Telepathic Drakebi Diplomat in Critical condition after taping into the mind of Human Emissary, babbling something about a 'Subconsciousness'. What's that, and why is it dangerous? More later Today!"

The Purge Day is coming, where all crimes are legal for only 24 hours, I'll finally install that extension to my loft without ANY planning permission

Your friend built a cloning machine and decided to show you how it works. You watch them step inside and see both them and their clone step out. You decide to be a troublemaker and ask who is the clone.

We invent the warp drive, only to discover that humans are already a member of the galactic community. Apparently there have been enough alien abductions over the years to start a small country.