Aubrey
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Post by Aubrey on Feb 14, 2021 12:56:06 GMT -6
This Weeks Prompt: Reset The Rolling Weekly Rules can be found in a sticky in this same forum. Entries must be 100 words, no more, no less. Entries can be posted below. Entries must be posted by February 20th by midnight PST. Weekly Challenge Rules:- No critiquing. Please refrain from giving feedback, as these challenges are to inspire creativity.
- Positive Enthusiasm is welcome! But save it for when Voting has started.
- CAN NOT vote for your own entry, and doing so will disqualify your submission.
- HAVE FUN!
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Post by StarGirl06 on Feb 17, 2021 7:45:45 GMT -6
Popping Memories
I reached out to touch a bubble floating above me.
Pop.
I closed my eyes and waited.
“They pop and you’re teleported to a memory.”
The salty sea air hit me. I’d been here before. I opened my eyes. A young girl sat cross legged shoveling sand into a bucket, she always did.
“You’ll be sent to the same one until the memory resets.”
“Mummy!” she yelled as she tipped the sand onto the palm of her hand, which cascaded through her tiny fingers.
This memory isn't even mine, resetting it wasn’t my job but I kept being sent here.
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Post by RAVENEYE on Feb 17, 2021 9:44:34 GMT -6
"Reset"
The monitors show me all I need to see: the citizens of this planet barking hate face-to-face like dogs on opposites sides of a fence; dark secrets enacted behind closed doors that shatter souls of innocents; kings racing to manufacture better ways to slaughter thousands and hold their enemies hostage. It is an ugly view.
Beneath the monitor is a switch. It is shiny with unuse, golden, revered. Feared. Even by me. I have flipped it only once, long ago, in the roots of memory.
Perhaps it is time to flip it again. My finger hovers. Why do I hesitate?
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Post by FoxxGlove on Feb 18, 2021 11:48:01 GMT -6
Colonnade
Life was evergreen and unchanging in Colonnade. The province was self-sufficient and outside influences largely redundant. The inhabitants found comfort in periodic rumblings from beyond the ramparts. They worshiped the magnificent illuminations surrounding them, particularly those radiating from the wondrous Great Wall. All these things freely given at the Season of Resetting.
But there were tales of fearful times, both in the past and yet to come, when the reassuring reverberations would abruptly cease; when the mystical melodies, so constant and soothing, would be replaced by jarring sirens and the Great Wall would flash its blinding prophecy of doom...
TILT!
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Aubrey
Counselor
i like to write broken things
Posts: 159
Custom Title: Lady Kraken
Preferred Pronouns: she/her
HARD: 10
EASY: 20
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Post by Aubrey on Feb 22, 2021 15:15:35 GMT -6
Poll Added!
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Aubrey
Counselor
i like to write broken things
Posts: 159
Custom Title: Lady Kraken
Preferred Pronouns: she/her
HARD: 10
EASY: 20
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Post by Aubrey on Feb 28, 2021 3:47:15 GMT -6
Congratulations Stargirl! (Take an extra 10 easy points!)
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Post by StarGirl06 on Feb 28, 2021 12:52:42 GMT -6
Oh this is cool. Thank you for the votes.
(I would have replied earlier but have felt a bit rough today due to having the dreaded virus vaccine yesterday.)
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Post by FoxxGlove on Feb 28, 2021 14:43:56 GMT -6
Nicely done, StarGirl.
Your tale was so worthy of top spot.
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