Survival Stories Writing Prompts

You lost your sight - along with everyone else on Earth - in The Great Blinding. Two years later, without warning, your sight returns. As you look around, you realize that every available wall, floor and surface has been painted with the same message - Don't Tell Them You Can See.

You won a lifetime supply of Oreos when you were a kid. The apocoylpse and collapse of civilization was 30 years ago, yet every month the Oreos are still delivered to you, no matter where you are.

You are Death, but in a post-apocaliptic world. Only a few survivors remain, and you're doing everything you can to help them because if the last human dies, you die as well. The survivors can't see you, but they feel your presence and noticed your effort. They started to call you Life.

When the bombs fell, you did not die. Your skin wrinkled and your eyes glowed. You are Ghoul Fieri, and you now wander the wasteland looking for dine-ins and drives.

A zombie outbreak occurs. It was contained and eradicated in short order with minimal deaths. It's been several months, now the government is trying to coax out the various nerds who bolted to their zombie apocalypse hideouts and haven't come back.

As the last survivor of the apocalypse, in a fit of boredom, you start commenting "last" on every video on YouTube. One day, you receive a notification that your comment has been liked.

In a post-apocalyptic era, books of the old world are the most valuable and sought after treasures. Your grandfather, who just passed, left you a map that supposedly leads to the legendary "Library of Congress".

One night while you were hanging out with your friends in a bar, you met a mysterious fellow who said he'd make you immortal if you give him beer money. Thinking nothing of it, you drunkenly agree. You are now the last man on Earth. As you walk alone, you cross path with the same man again.

You and your wife decided to raise your daughter on a farm away from flawed modern society, and tell her that you're the only people on earth. When she turns 18, you tell her that it's time to know the truth. You take her to the city and find that there really are no people left.

They called you a madman for raiding the history museum during a zombie apocalypse. What they didn't expect was for full plate armour to be so effective.

You spend your days sneaking past mutants and raiders in a post apocalypse world. No one knows who you are, and you doubt anyone would care to know. You have spent your whole life roaming the wastes of the Fallout universe filling empty Nuka Cola vending machines with Nuka Cola.

The Robot Apocalypse came. Cities are empty, you stayed since you're almost out of insulin and will die soon anyway. The robots find you and while processing you one of them sees your insulin pump and asks if you want to apply for dual citizenship, since the pump technically makes you a cyborg.

The edge of the world is real and every few years miles of it crumbles away into the void, forcing people to constantly move toward the ever expanding centre. You're a RimRunner, scavenging the abandoned cities before they slip over the edge.

In the post-apocalypse, you have a radio station, and regularly talked with a person at another radio station who you believe was the only other survivor. One day, that person stopped responding. Years later, your radio crackles to life and you hear: “Sorry for not responding, but I’m back.”

You are a SpaceX astronaut on Mars. The earth as you knew it was lost to a nuclear war between NATO and China/Russia. Luckily your mission was to construct the colony and you have enough supplies to survive indefinitely. It’s been 25 years since loss of contact. You hear a knock on the door.

While flying your personal plane you got hit by a freak lightning storm. You crash and when you wake you’re in s post apocalyptic future. A group of people saved you, you look around and try to read an old sign. “San Diego” you read. They’re shocked you can read these ancient symbols.

After an apocalypse, Death is desperately trying to help the last group of survivors so he doesn't lose his job.

After a lengthy cryostasis, an engineer awakens in the overgrown ruins of their city. They manage to get a toaster and other small appliances working at their camp - but one day, another human finds them, and the first thing they mutter is "shit, it's a wizard".

You've just become a vampire. On the downside, finding fresh human blood is hard in the apocalypse. On the upside, being a vampire makes you immune to zombie bites.

An archer, you die in the midst of the war. You wake up fifty thousand years later, without any flesh. The sun seems to hurt you too. Bow in hand, you feel an urge to kill humans. You are a skeleton in Minecraft.

You were weirded out by your coworker’s rambling about XP farms and things like that at first but they have been unusually helpful in your group for surviving the zombie apocalypse so far.

When a deadly zombie virus broke out, you fled to sea with your yacht and managed to survive there for several years. Now that your supplies are running low, you are forced to return to land to search for new supplies. Only to find that all the zombies are dead.

There is no humanity. We never made it to the stars, just petered out on our little mud ball. A galactic community finds our overgrown cities, data banks, and what little culture remains- and wishes we had.

You are a Necromancer so powerful that even the gods tried and failed to kill you. As a desperate measure they banished you to another realm. Annoyingly it worked, and now your listing to some guy ranting about his life before the... Zombie Apocalypse?

When the zombie apocalypse came, everyone raided gun stores. Except you. You raided a medieval armory and now, armed with full plate armor and a long sword, you will take back your home

It's a Zombie apocalypse, and you were too smart that your sheer brainpower defected the virus, leaving your humanity perfectly intact with your body completely zombified. You put yourself to a coma for safety reasons, until you're woken by survivors.

You and several other scientists agree to be frozen in hopes you’ll have more time to find a cure for a plague that has wrecked havoc on the world. It’s finally your turn to wake up. The others’ notes say you’ve only been asleep for 60 years, but the dust and ruin around you says otherwise

Your dad had this vintage bottle of honey, dated thousands of years. He always told you to save it for a special occasion. Trapped in a bunker about to die, you think it's the right time.

Your grandfather is a little eccentric, but he tells good stories. You don’t know what a skyscraper is, or an internet, but he always gets excited when you bring him something from the old world.

You're perfectly safe in your survival bunker, with plenty of food and water. You even have plumbing. The only problem is that you're entirely alone, with a zombie right outside. Out of sheer boredom, you decide to teach it to speak, which has led into it trying to convince you to let it in.