We call the event Drunken Prompting as we share images and then try to write a short story in 20 minutes as we progressively get more drunk. It's a good time! During one such event, I overestimated my alcohol tolerance and became incredibly drunk. There was an image prompt shared of 3 glowing spheres floating in the forest.

allow me to share the story I wrote, copied exactly as I wrote it, with the title of:

OBRS!!!!!!!!

The three orbrbs hovered in the air near the trea. Ther looked at tehem in growing horror. “Orbs,” he muttered to himself. “Why did it have to be obreds?”

“Because the Gods hate you,” Oth said, shaking his head. “We can take them.”

“They’re orbs,” Ther said, shaking his head. “Orbs are the worst.”

Oth raised his sword. “Fuck your orbs.”

Then they bnotrh died.