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THX 0477

Joined May 2009.

552 stories, 6 challenges, 5998 comments, and 28 friends

Dr. Tim’s Neurotic Rules of Ficly Life

[Disclaimer: This is not intended to be binding nor in any way an expectation of general members of Ficly, league members, family members or wearers of Member’s Only jackets]

1. Comment to Story posting ratio must exceed 5:1. Goal is 10:1. In other words, I write a story then find five others (at least) upon which to comment before writing another.

2. For every solo shot or sequel of my own material, I must write a sequel or prequel to the work of another author. If I’m going easy on myself, participating in a challenge also fulfills this requirement.

3. If someone comments on one of my stories, I go find one of theirs upon which to comment. It only seems fair, and I like to think it encourages commenting.

4. Awesomeness is the goal, always. Call me on it when I fail, please.

5. Clearly mark mature content and err on the side of caution.

6. Golden Rule remains in effect for all sequels, prequels, and comments.

Stories

  1. Heading Down Toward Weird

    Little Garrett Swopes looked down back his swinging feet to the black and white checked floor of the diner. Surprisingly, it looked really clean and shiny. He decided the floor was happy. The wall was not as happy, as it had a small hole in it, down in...

  2. Speech Gone Wrong

    As the majestic music died down, the president stepped to podium. Meanwhile, his two young speechwriters huddled in the wings, anxious for their first speech to be given life. With waves and his politician’s smile, the president quieted the crowd...

  3. Fearful Whispers in the Dark

    Breathing building to a feral pace, Thomas slid from his cot. Eyes darting back and forth in the dark, he shoved and contorted his pillow and sheet under the blanket to create a decoy. Surprised at a nimbleness he hardly remembered, he clambered up to ...

  4. It Was Left in the Tree

    “Theo, you get down from there,” his wife called through the winter air. Theodore clung to the bare limbs, continuing his ascent. He cursed her under his breath, words he wouldn’t dare say aloud. The smell of cold wind across dormant ...

  5. Brainstorm to Starboard

    “I don’t like how close they’re getting,” LW called warily from the stern. Captain Jason only gritted his teeth, “No worries, crew. We’re picking up speed!” “When do ya suppose they’ll be in range t...

  6. Hideaway and Lullaby

    “Pity,” Miss Schumann signed, frowning in a good-natured way. Harold made his cross face and signed back, “What?” Smiling as she looked around Harold’s room, his new room, his perfectly sound-proofed room, “You regai...

  7. Taking a Wish Back

    Thomas clinched his eyes against the harsh light of the bare bulbs hanging from the ceiling, one for each cot. His vision was a sea of pink. “Li-i-ights out!” came the call, and he knew for certain where he was. He was back. His eyes opened...

  8. Light On, Lights Out

    Mrs. Light stuck her head in her daughter’s room, “Ezzie, are you…” “Oh! Mom, hey mom! Yes, mom, hi, mom. Yeah! Hey, you look great, great. Great? Great! Mom…” This kept going, and all Mrs. Light could do was r...

  9. Bad Day for Hats

    It looked like every other hat he’d inspected on the line that day. Frankly, the darn thing looked like every other hat he’d inspected that year. Prior to that the brim was wider, and the ribbon was a higher quality satin. They changed the ...

  10. The End

    My friend Harold came round the shop the other day. He looked awful. I hadn’t seen him in weeks, which is odd. The man’s absolutely addicted to Cadbury’s. “Harold,” I said, “Where’ve you been?” “Wen...

  11. Existential Death Hole

    Jeron screwed up his eyes, trying to comprehend his friend’s glee, “You’re kidding right?” “I am…dead serious,” Kyle intoned dryly, before bursting into giggles cut short only by his voice cracking. “Real...

  12. Test

    “This is only a test.” “Um, that being the case, do you suppose it’s wise to be using real bullets?” “Shut up and get into your duck suit.”