If It's Dragons You Want

Avatar Author: Concerned Reader I ain't a writer right now, and I probably wont be one in the future, but I sure as hell enjoy the act of writing. I've only just started writing in the past few years, and even then have only produced short stories and s... Read Bio

The DJ stopped his records with a scratch of static as the overwhelming voice of the narrator echoed it’s last through the halls. A silence fell over the mass of writhing and drunk patronage. Esmerelda turned to leave the stage. Then a single slurred voice shouted above the silence. “Heey! Let her dance!”

The silence held for only a few more seconds, and then it all broke loose. “Let her dance!” Half yelled. “Play the music!” The other half replied.

The DJ, under assault from a multitude of thrown glow-sticks, glanced at Esmerelda. She grinned, showing her teeth, and he nodded in reply. Slowly his records began to spin again. He grabbed the mic and said, “Well if it’s Dragons you want…”

Esmerelda turned slowly to face the crowd, grin still plastered on her face. With the flick of a switch and the twist of a knob, a bass note blasts from the speakers as fire engulfs the stage. The smoke clears and Esmerelda is revealed, only now her sequins are brilliant green scales.

Silence. Then the crowd goes wild.

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  1. Avatar The Third Robot

    Right on. You really capture a kind of eerie vibe. It reminded me of Felix the Cat for some bizarre reason.

  2. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    Great continuation, picking up seamlessly and running with it. I really like how you continued with the narrator’s interruption and then brought it back to actually fitting the challenge. Kudos!

  3. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    lol! I knew you were headed this direction from your comment, nice touch with the fire. :)

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