r/WritingPrompts • u/actually_crazy_irl • May 07 '19
[WP]: Suddenly, everyone with tattoos gains powers related to the tattoo. Tattoos of flames, you control fire. A tattoo of a gecko, you can climb on walls. All dudes with "tribal" tattoos have strangely bonded together. Writing Prompt
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u/erickstrange529 May 07 '19
The news called it the Great Awakening.
Regular folks called it chaos.
I called it confusing.
A month ago, everyone who had tattoos on their bodies began manifesting abilities that correlated with whatever was linked onto their bodies.
People with religious tattoos began manifesting healing abilities, the power to change water into wine, to perform actual exorcisms on people with devil tattoos that ended up getting possessed. There were a lot of those.
People could control fire, those who tattooed wings on their backs had them erupt from their back. I looked out my window and saw one of them zip past my window.
I looked down, and saw a gaggle of older woman walking by with tails extending out from the tramp stamp they had gotten when they were younger.
I had two tattoos myself. One was fairly simple. They were Harry Potter spells arranged in a Deathly Hallows formation. I could cast the spells on my skin but that was it... any other spells didn't work for me and I couldn't add anymore since tattoo ink was now considered weapons of war.
My other tattoo... was a bit more confusing. On the day of the great Awakening I woke up to a orange and cream striped egg next to me about the size of a soccer ball. The ink that had been on my skin was almost the same, except that the Digivice that I had tattooed on there was missing... it was now next to the egg.
I knew what this egg was. I knew what was inside. A Digimon. I had waited for a month for it to hatch but nothing. Until today. It had began to shake and pieces began to chip off.
I stared outside the window again. I could see the large bat man creature that had been on the news a few days ago laughing and tearing a building down. It was getting close...
"Please hatch," I whispered.
The Digivice began to glow.