Stories tagged “challenge”

  • Successful Fishing

    My family’s grotesque history was not made known to me until that wretched summer after my twenty-second birthday. As was the custom, I received a letter, one identical to the one my cousin, Westley, had shown me in secret two years before. My le...

  • Challenges Turned to Fifteen

    Challenge 12: Meet the Future. This one requires watching the following short film (7 min and totally worth it). http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lK_cdkpazjI&feature=g-all-a Write whatever it inspires you to write. Challenge 13: Make Physical Sports ...

  • Atticus, in the Desert (Mature)

    The suns were relentless and scorching hot, as always. In the distance, Atticus marched on, lover in hand, vision blurred by the heavy heat. The crimson mountain was in sight, yet still far away. It’d been days since they had water or rest. ̶...

    • Author: punpun
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Reputation Besmirched!

    Friend zone? Why was that such a bad thing? Friends were awesome! Dakota slammed the laptop shut in disgust. Immediately, she cringed and pet it. “Sorry, I’m not mad at you, Lappy.” Her face reflected back at her in the glossy black s...

  • Palace Of Mirrors: Four Years Later...

    “Desmia!” Cecilia hissed from the other side of the cavernous room. Desmia arches an eyebrow and rushes over to where Cecilia is hiding behind a pillar, “Cecilia? What’s wrong?” Cecilia was smiling mirthlessly, “Harp...

  • Dee

    ‘Hey, Dee.’ ‘Hm?’ ‘How can you even work with that pixie floating around?’ Ey mumbled in response, one hand writing swishy signatures, the other moving the steaming cup of tea between the mouth and the table. ‘...

  • Translation of Spanish Sayings

    If you don’t want to be looked at, stick your face in the butt of a mule

  • aristocat

    silver jewellery is beautiful as bullets, raining, screaming down

    • Author: brazen
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
  • Cool Twenty-two

    Challenge 16: Black Jack Jezebel. I heard this name in a song (by the Clockwork Dolls) and thought the name was intriguing. Without looking her up, tell me her story. Challenge 17: A murderous robot in the middle of a killing spree stops and spares som...

  • The Forlorn Hope

    We had jettisoned most of the bodies out the torpedo tubes. Due to some trick of the pressures, they floated all around us, neither rising nor falling, but instead drifting along side of us like horrid carnival balloons. Only five us remained and I was...

  • The Guardian of the Ink Wells

    Oliver stumbled through the twisting, whispering hallways with a stack of paper in his stained hands and his pockets bulging with pens, quills, paintbrushes, and other tools. He heard some eerily chanting song floating to him, a woman singing in a dead...

  • Running the Meeting

    Reginald sat down with an exasperate huff. The board room was silent, aside from someone sending a text or a tweet under the table. The little tics were conspicuously loud in the stilled office. Some looked out the windows. Others endlessly reviewed th...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
  • Surprises for Everybody

    Jacqueline kept to the shadows, sliding along a long book case in the dark room. Ahead, James Ashford stood in front of a large multi-paned window. Bright lights from the Paris streets turned him into a broad shouldered silhoutte. Jacqueline couldnR...

  • teeth

    It’s spring, bound and trussed: Crumple it. The things we first scream across the earth got printed and plastered on the April breeze Raise your glass higher or fold it between the hiss of champagne bubbles The bills blow by: Toss it in the tras...

    • Author: brazen
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Calling

    His earbuds pulse softly with music that only he can hear. His motorcycle purrs unabated down the freeway at speeds that would terrify most drivers. He flies past a cop car, and smiles when the officer doesn’t even bother to flash his lights. The...

  • margaret

    When you came to and said to yourself in the bathroom you’re sad and you’re trapped in your lawn party in your burning car overturned and igniting  Well, hug the tarmac  to forget you’re not the favourite child or take a pill, or bu...

    • Author: punpun
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • -plus five is twenty-seven!

    23. Uncommon beauty. Beauty comes in many forms. Beauty exists in the eye of the beholder. But what constitutes uncommon beauty? Instead of answering the question, tell me a story. 24. Universal Themes: Food Brings Us Together (or does it?). Write a st...

  • Damning Testimony

    Know this. When I first took the job at Millson’s bakery on fourth street, I had nothing but the best of intentions. My writing had not been well recieved of late and I needed a job. I would like to tell you of the first morning that I arrived, w...

  • New Developments- 2.0

    As soon as the boy left, Vashda strolled out from behind a stone pillar. Mai smothered her surprise with a smile as she walked off to her “office”. “Do you think they’ll back off?” Vashda asked, her gait matching Mai’s. “If they’re smar...

  • Club Cop- 2.0

    This club was always busy at night but Winx had never seen these two. And she would know, since she practically lived there. She moved to a closer bar stool to get within earshot and ordered a Devorilan Tea so she wouldn’t seem outof place. The man n...

  • Waves

    In hallowed halls an angel sings of sin, redemption and something lost. Sand and salt. All things fade, and fill. A tide awash with feelings. All the empty cries of humanity collect in sea shells. Hold one up; there is a sigh, released. The waves move....

    • Author: Lighty
    • Posted about 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Unamused Pickle

    I glanced at the lone pickle dancing in the green juice inside its jar as I walked. “Well pickle, it’s just you and me.” My stomach rumbled. “Pretty soon it will be just me.” The pickle was not amused. My car had run out o...

  • The Warning

    Laura stood in front of the cracked lens of her Matrix. Catching a glimpse of her reflection, she smoothed some of the wildness out of her hair and tugged creases in her bloodsplattered jumpsuit smooth. There was nothing that she could do for the bruis...

  • The Price

    We stood silently in stylistic costumes modelled after Those That Had Come Before. Mostly the coats and trousers were a uniform drab with the occasional splash of color giving the impression of trampled petals peeking back through the mud. It looked li...

  • a challenge to you two (or three actually)

    this is like being a child again – hide and seek my favourite game. am trembling with quiet excitement; would you guys guess who I am? after all, it’s not like I tried hard to hide, it’s obvious enough.

    • Author: pyrrhicv
    • Posted about 6 years ago.