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Post by Caulder Melhaire on Nov 21, 2021 11:00:51 GMT -6
This Weeks Prompt: Crunch
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 November 27th 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 ScintillaMyntan on Nov 21, 2021 21:06:36 GMT -6
Rolled by time
A man from the seniors club died today. He was her age.
Gladys slumped on her sofa eyeing her heaps of trinkets, realizing too clearly she was a physical object like them. To her family she was a 'hoarder,' but every knickknack was full of memories.
One day everything would be sold or trash. And the memories within, where would they go? They'd go with her. But how would she keep them if they were all bound in these things?
At last, she took one of her rolling pins. Each long-cherished trinket crunched underneath as she set the memories free.
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Post by pelwrath on Nov 22, 2021 22:42:59 GMT -6
Enter the Magical Enforcers- The Witches and Werewolves Chronicals-V
Shalmania entered the coven chamber. Ganalon, her husband and Warlock Protector was there, sitting while crunching peanut shells in one hand.
“What’s the issue requiring my presence?”
“What’s the purpose of Giants Ring?”
He brushed his hand together, then stood.
“It’s an old warlock prison, for magical criminals, why?”
“Our scrying mirror there is broken. Who was the criminal?”
He mumbled some words over his goblet, and saw a hole in the ground, where the rocks should be.
“I don’t know, but they’ve been there for over three hundred years. The first head priestess, Aradia, placed whomever there. I’ll investigate immediately.”
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Post by FoxxGlove on Nov 23, 2021 14:11:51 GMT -6
Pièce De Résistance
Amber-flecked eyes failed to reflect the tormented spirit which lurked within. He paced to-and-fro, back-and-forth. Never still. A restless figure of restrained force and bridled energy.
He crept low along the narrow tunnel and assumed his customary position upon the assigned pedestal, awaiting the Master's command, as a whip spewed sawdust puffs into the stagnant air.
His leap was calculated with muscular grace, but not toward the proffered hoop of flames.
Beneath the tiger's massive jaws, the human flesh punctured with unexpected ease. He relished the warm blood coursing over his tongue, staining his whiskers, and found the crunch of bone extraordinarily satisfying.
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Post by garden on Nov 25, 2021 18:30:06 GMT -6
I know where you're from. You're from the town above, where that kid ran over everyone's crops! Honey, this girl's from Bueysville, do you remember when people had to sell their farms 'cause of the damage that kid did? Heard he's in jail now, you know that? He's in jail up with his mother. Oh, you didn't hear? When his mother heard he flattened their corn she tried to drive over him with the same damn tractor. Wouldn't that be awkward, jail with your ma. I can't remember if he's in there for desecrating the crops or being a drunk.
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Post by Caulder Melhaire on Nov 28, 2021 12:17:12 GMT -6
Poll has been added! Good luck!
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Post by Caulder Melhaire on Dec 6, 2021 17:41:46 GMT -6
Crunching and munching their way to the top is: ScintillaMyntan! Congrats for the victory, and don't forget your extra 15 easy points! |
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