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Twittering Tale #95 – Raindrops on Glass – 31 July 2018

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!

And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.


Twittering Tales #94  – The Roundup

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Photo by Couleur at Pixabay.com

…and starting us off…

A Cold Case
Edwin prowled the streets at night looking for stone monuments to vandalize. A swift swing of a bat rendered them headless.
Police followed every lead to no avail. That is, until a jogger happened upon a headless torso in the park.
Apparently, Edwin grew bored with statues.
273 Characters

From Reena at ReInventions:
History
“Vandalism has only rendered the statue headless. The persona with life experience imprinted on stone cannot be erased. I can see the pain, the scars and triumphs which moved the sculptor’s hands.”
“I agree. History can be rewritten, not erased or undone.”
(255 characters)

From Amritha at Igniting Hope:
Happy Halloween
Halloween just turned spookier this year when the wax statues at Madame Tussauds came to life. The vampire held her head in his blood-stained hands. Everyone is striving to set the statue right, but in vain– is this a part of attraction or something more serious?
263 characters


Twittering Tale #94 – 24 July 2018

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!

And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.


Twittering Tales #93  – The Roundup

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Photo by MabelAmber at Pixabay.com

Hotline
“What’s this?” Ned glanced around. As he turned the phone rang. “What the…? This ain’t funny! Come out!”

It kept ringing. Finally, he answered.
“Hello?”
“Hi Ned.”
“Who’s this?!”
“Come to take you home, Ned.”
“Ma? Is that you? Ma?!”
Suddenly, the phone dropped. Ned breathed his last.
~kat
(279 Characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
The Phone
The pink phone, do you see it?
It’s a myth.
Fake news.
You pick it up and say, Kat it’s me!
Hello? Kat?
It’s her!
Told ya.
Kat can you answer a question?
She said yes.
Well go one and ask her.
She sounds nice and friendly.
She is. Now go on ask her.
Kat how did you get inside this phone?
(278 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other…? If you posted a tale Fandango, I couldn’t find it!

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
The Magic Phone!
When Sid heard of the magic phone which allowed one to speak to a dead person, he too joined the long queue of people, the only condition being, the phone rings when one touches it. Many tried in vain!
Sid picked up the ringing receiver with trembling hands.
“ Hello…..”
Letter count : 277

From Amritha at Igniting Hope:
Surprise
The aroma of the butter, dough and strawberry mixed together filled the air as I started baking.
Happy birthday dear Pooh , my threenager babbled in her sleep.
A mouth-watering, telephone-shaped pink cake was almost ready.
She woke up in glee and now wants to cut it amidst greenery!
Character Count: 280

From Deepa at Sync With Deep:
Present…
I hear the phone buzzing
you have received a voicemail,
it beeps
I sigh seeing the sender
and
immediately put it
on silent mode
finally
tucking into my bag
my day ends
happily hanging out
with my friends
I hit the bed
suddenly remembering
my phone
there are 5 voice messages
frustrated
I keep it away
yet
listen to the message
that was the last sent
‘sorry to bug you
if you are already in bed
had a dream
and
see you scream
just checking on you
goodnight sweets’
says, momma
at nineteen
I was hesitant
to pick up
momma’s call
a phone holds
a thousand memories
not just
in
the hundred pictures
they could tell my story
far away from home
from mom, her deep voice
now at 40
I am reluctant
to put it down…

From Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith:
Pick It Up
Princesses Rhyme and Reason were, as sisters often do, arguing over this n’ that, but mostly over Tock. He was driving them nuts with the same story day after day. They wanted excitement again. Ten pink princess phones ought to do it. Now to wait for someone to answer their call.
280-character tale

From Reena at ReInventions:
Maybe He Tried
The pink phone had dominated her dreams for long…. ever since she lost it. It was a setback at that stage, with mobile phones not having arrived yet, and the family landline phone locked with passwords.
She was haunted by a voice – that of her first love, now incommunicado.
(274 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
The Phone
The big Man could not find the hotline to Hell. Meanwhile down on earth Azreal had it. As usual it was Satan’s fault. Take a long walk along a canal he had told the feckless angel. Absent mindedly Azreal put the phone on a post. Lose it Satan had told him, stupid pink thing!
(276 Characters)

From The Dark Netizen:
The Phone
I rushed through the field. The pink phone continued ringing.
Panting, I picked up the receiver.
“Reached.”
“Good. Answer this riddle for the next location: What is Medusa’s favorite cheese?”
“Stop this game. Return my son.”
“Tick-tock. Time’s running out.”
*click*
The game continued.
Character Count: 280

From Piyali at Piyali’s Blogs:
Marshmallow Rain
Fairy Godmother swished her magic wand & marshmallows fell from the sky.
Orphans collected them in their umbrellas spread upside down.
They delightfully gobbled up every piece till their tummies ache.
The fluffy sticky sweet feast ended with a huge phone-shaped strawberry cake.
278 Characters

From Indhu at Always:
The Portkey
“Our new neighbors are weird”, said Rose as she entered her house.
“What happened?” asked Dan.
“To begin with, they have a phone placed in the middle of their garden.”
Meanwhile, at the Weasleys’ household,
“Hope we passed as muggles. All of you get to the phone portkey”, said Molly.
<280 characters>

From Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
The Art of the Deal
“Daddy, I did something nice today,” my daughter chirped.
“What, baby?” I asked.
She squealed, “I ex..ex..exchained my old phone for a new doll.”
“Very good baby,” I stuttered, as my face went ashen.
Hiding the pink panther in her toy phone had seemed like such a great idea.
277 characters

From Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freidian Slip:
THE Phone
She knew it was seen as rather stereotypical; but pink was her favourite colour.
The telephone tagged along on family vacations.
She prayed it would never ring. Never splinter nature’s solitude and choruses.
She dreaded hearing the words: “Madame President, we have a crisis . . .” 
(279 characters)

From Deb at Twenty Four:
He paused as he rounded the corner, the complex problem he had been concentrating upon forgotten.
It just sat there. He scratched his head and then turned around.
“Mum, why is the phone on top of the fence post?”
“The new neighbors said they wanted to call.”
He groaned aloud.
(274 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
The Phone
The phone stood by the stream, at the edge of the wild flower meadow.
It buzzed loudly nearly every time I passed by.
Being community spirited, I always picked up the handset and said “hello?”
No-one ever answered!
Inside, The Queen and her workers were obliviously, busily buzzing!
(278 characters)

From Jan at Strange Goings on in the Shed:
The Phone
Ken, are you still there?
Who is this Ken? I’m trying to speak with my agent Jonathan
Who are you?
Vlad Dracul, who are you?
Barbie
Well Barbie, please get off the line
You get off Mr Dracul.
It’s Count, Count. What is wrong with you people?
Well, Count Count you get off
Damn human!
(275 characters)

Ring-a-ling-ling…I love what you did with this very odd photo. This week’s challenge is another odd photo by Couleur at Pixabay.com. There is story here…I’m sure of it. But what could it be. Remember to link your story here in the comments. And tell me in 280 characters or less whatever happened to this girl’s head! Have Fun! I’ll see you at the RoundUp!


Twittering Tale #94 – 24 July 2018

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Photo by Couleur at Pixabay.com

A Cold Case

Edwin prowled the streets at night looking for stone monuments to vandalize. A swift swing of a bat rendered them headless.

Police followed every lead to no avail. That is, until a jogger happened upon a headless torso in the park.

Apparently, Edwin grew bored with statues.

~kat

273 Characters


Twittering Tales #93 – The Phone – 17 July 2018

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!

And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.


Twittering Tales #92  – The Roundup

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Photo by katermikesch at Pixabay.com

Starting us off:
An anonymous tip proved what Feds had known for years. “They” were among us.
Special forces stormed the desert complex that catered to their reptilian nature.
As snipers waited on the perimeter, laser blasts fell from the
darkening sky, vaporizing them.
Integration complete.
~kat
279 Characters

From Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith:
Is It True?
Rumors spread on Facebook first, but few believed them. Then it spread to Instagram, but everyone wanted photographic evidence. Then one influencer caught wind of the rumor and it spread like wildfire on Twitter. Everyone came. Everyone waited. No one asked if it were true.
274 characters

From D. Avery at ShiftnShake:
Mixed Message
Thank god for cell phones. What did we do before? Listen in on this call:
I’m in a tent… Rectangle… upright.
Tallways!
Striped… Red and white. Yes, covered… Green?
Yes, there are other red and white striped tents near me…
Listen, do you think you’ll get here before high tide?

From Reena at ReInventions:
Consumer Power
Famous last words of a producer of kids’ books and toys
They have created a world with the mental toys that I gave them to play. Wish I had been more imaginative, positive and expansive in my writing….  I underestimated the power of my readers.
(243 characters)

From Shweta at My Random Ramblings:
Summertime
Summer was in.
The school was out.
While kids his age were spending the summer obsessing over video games, Adi had other plans.
Volunteering to help clean up the local beach was his favourite summer activity.
Adi loved to make a difference;
Saving the environment, one beach at a time.
(280 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
On Another Beach
Out of my reach
You’re so far away
And even when I’ve
Caught you
Not possible
I can’t have you
Out of my reach

On another beach
Perhaps we’d have our day
When we could be halve
When we could go through
Time would let us able
That I could reach you
On another beach
(251 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
It’s me han’bag love, I left in the tent,
The change tent?
Yeah, the striped one.
But they’re all striped.
It was the one near the steps, facing the sand.
They’re all facing the sand. Was it red or blue striped?
Blue! Then again, it might have been red.
Oh dear, another fine mess.

From Amritha at Igniting Hope:
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It’s me han’bag love, I left in the tent, The change tent? Yeah, the striped one. But they’re all striped. It was the one near the steps, facing the sand. They’re all facing the sand. Was it red or blue striped? Blue! Then again, it might have been red. Oh dear, another fine mess.

From Deepa at SyncWithDeep:
Escaape
away

from the
bustling city
wild thoughts
and stress
Best
Escape
Anyone
Can
Have
summer’s
in the
air
I am annoyed
to see people
wearing sneakers
parents letting
their children cry
bags of trash
a grocery store
laid on a beach mat
umbrellas set
blocking the sun
a beautiful sandcastle
destroyed 
before the builder
leaves the beach
argh!
to escape the city
I fled to the beach
now
leaving the wild
with a
souvenir
for a
perfect day!

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Beach Cabanas
Me: What are those little red and white striped huts on the beach?
She: Those are personal beach cabanas.
Me: What are they for?
She: To sit in to get out of the sun, to store things in, to change into bathing suits in, and a place for some privacy.
Me: Privacy?
She winked and smiled.
(280 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
The Bank holiday Monday
All morning in the heat of the car “how much longer, are we there yet” Finally there. The heat had the beach rammed packed. They piled out the car, windbreak,bucket,spades, packed lunches, kids. Caught like sardines on overcrowded beach. “How long do we have to stay” she thought.

(280 Characters)

From Piyali at Piyali’s Blogs:
Dream Vacay
Macramé monokini, over-sized glares, seashell flipflops, a bucket straw hat and sunblock- all stowed neatly in a canvas tote. But, her dream of a tranquil holiday was shattered. Sure, there were sun-kissed beaches and frothy turquoise waters- but crowded, chaotic and maddening.
278 Characters

From Anurag at Jagahdimein:
If Wishes Were Ribbons
We stared at the Wishing Tree with wonder.
So majestic, so magical. I could SEE what great things could be done through its powers.
“Cut it down,” I told my foreman, “we’ll use these ribbons to make Wishing Pods, and sell them to the rich & the famous for a 100 Mn apiece.”
274 characters

From Indhu at Always:
Loner
Sue’s shack was buzzling with tourists. Today, as she served a cocktail with her usual cheery smile, she felt drawn to the waters. She walked and stood still as a wave washed her feet.
She felt it begged for her mercy.
She could not forgive them for they took her family away!
<276 characters>

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
It was the annual barbecue of the Cartographers Guild.
Being newly elected members, they were not quite sure of protocols.
They had the dress code, and a detailed plan of how to get there.
They just needed to pass the final test.
Find the red and white tent #82, with the green roof.
(280 characters)

From The Dark Netizen:
Beach
It was a nice sunny day.
The entire community had come to enjoy at the beach. Kids, adults, and senior citizens, frolicked on the beautiful white sand. An abrupt commotion coming from the water interrupted the merrymaking. All the water had swiftly receded.
A disaster approached.
Character Count: 280

From Kirst at Kirst Writes:
Bikini Bodies
Shouldn’t you keep covered up?
I’ve got Factor 50 on!
Yes but that bikini, at your age? I mean, I don’t mind your extra layers, but your Baywatch days are over love!
She forced herself to share his laugh. Their daughter was watching, after all.
Listening to every word.
Not eating.
(280 characters)

Thank you to everyone who joined me on the crowded beach last week, sharing your tales, making me laugh, think, and wonder…and wander. Once again you each gave an amazing account laced with creativity and fun. I hope you did have fun! That’s what these tiny tales are all about!

For this week’s challenge…I’m thinking “Twilight Zone”. Picture if you will a pink toy phone in the middle of a crop field… or maybe it’s just the tale of a child who created an imaginary house in the middle of a garden. You decide. Can’t wait to see what you see. 🙂 Photo by MabelAmber at Pixabay.com.


Twittering Tales #93 – The Phone – 17 July 2018

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Photo by MabelAmber at Pixabay.com

Hotline

“What’s this?” Ned glanced around. As he turned the phone rang. “What the…? This ain’t funny! Come out!”

It kept ringing. Finally, he answered.

“Hello?”

“Hi Ned.”

“Who’s this?!”

“Come to take you home, Ned.”

“Ma? Is that you? Ma?!”

Suddenly, the phone dropped. Ned breathed his last.

~kat

(279 Characters)


Twittering Tales #92 – 10 July 2018

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!

And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.


Twittering Tales #91 – Chains – The Roundup


Starting us off…Broken
There was a broken link in the chain. Everyone knew it; knew who it was, but calling him to account seemed an impossible task.
Meanwhile, order was spiraling out of control. Progress had been thwarted. He had friends in low places.
Could they trust the vote, their only hope? TBC.
(280 Characters)

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
Unchained
Glancing at her name on the Forbes most powerful business women in the world, Meg couldn’t be happier. She recalled her earlier life, chained to an abusive husband. Today, she was glad about her decision to break free from the shackles of her marriage and create her own identity.
Letter count : 279

From Reena at ReInventions:
Chains of Love
A jilted lover kills object of his love.
Numerous variations of this story appear in crime reporting channels.
I just see this – one person assuming unauthorized ownership of another’s mind or life. Chains of love can be ethereal or lethal. It is only a perspective.
(264 characters)

From Deepa at Sync with Deep:
Hoax
While driving to work, I heard the phone beep indicating me I had a new picture message.
With an eye on the steering, I dig in my wallet to grab my mobile.
The subject read ‘Chain’.
To my surprise, the picture message was super cute to share here.
(cartoon photo HERE. I was unable to load to my site)
Argh! Technology has not spared even the God.
God can get furious too
🙂🙂
(253 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
Chains
When our flesh hypnotize each other
And all we could hear was a soft whir
The liquor works like an oil for the machine
Like a free spirit but never to be obscene
Full of gimmick, torturing our brains
Behave to keep us from being unchains
Teasing our lust, as fast as the train
(271 characters)

From Amritha at Igniting Hope:
I
Personified as stong, have you even peeped in my heart? I too yearn for some empathy, for fighting the traitor, my weakest link. Yes, I am rigid, but not stronger than any person’s grit. Break me if you can – if you are truly sincere I shall give way to set you free.
Character Count: 27

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Unchain Me
You’ve got me chained to you like a dog chained to a tree. My movements restricted, my freedom removed. You watch me like a hawk, waiting for me to try to break free of my chains and run away. But I’ve got nowhere to go, no place to be, no one to see.
Please unchain me.
(270 characters)

From Martin at Martin Cororan:
Punching above my weight…
During DNA trial #17654 Derek found the gene for sexual attraction. Shredding his notes and torching the lab he left with a small vial containing a potent elixir and began his new life as an Adonis.
(198 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Chain
The old ball and chain was not happy.
She stood there, hands on hips.
She expected another feeble excuse.
So waited for me to offer some ludicrous explanation
Knowing I’d cop a belt around the ears, both verbal and physical.
It wasn’t my fault I said, it was the cat, it made me do it.
(280 characters)

From Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith:
Contract Unraveled
The chains of humanity unraveled. The raw viciousness long thought buried exposed. People long ago signed a contract to abide by the rules. None expected the contract to be sold and corrupted for personal gain. Everyone on edge, nerves exposed, waiting to erupt. Choices abound.

From Shweta at My Random Ramblings:
Chain
Abuse and pain were all he knew.
The numerous scars on his body attested to his suffering.
The wounds had healed, but the scars remained…
Even now, the very sight of chains has him cowering… whining in pain.
The rescue pup has a long road to recovery.
(247 characters)

From  What If We All Cared:
Polka Dot Aliens Contagious!! 👽
The sudden unexplained appearance of polka dot squirrels in town square may possibly be related to their exposure to the polka dot aliens in chains in the woods behind the old haunted cemetery . .
just sayin . .

From Piyali at Piyali’s Blogs:
Break-Free
Self-loathing made you push people away.
Self-doubt made you dismiss your accomplishments.
Stupid girl! Can’t you see you’re enchained by self-created demons?
All you’ve to do is love your own self a bit.
For what it’s worth, try it.
Unshackle.
Breathe.
Smile.
And let the magic unfold.
278 Characters

From Willow at WillowDot21:
The New Link.
He never bought her anything. Yet today when he arrived he had a small box for her. In five years, no presents. As he came in she stopped fiddling and smiled at him. ‘Look’ he said ‘I have bought a new link for you. Did you think I had not noticed you’ve nearly broken the chain’
(279 Characters)

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Chains
She said her Cerberus deserved the best and I got it.

It was a one-off design by Givenchy and many would have killed for it.
Come to think of it, they did.
Moving on.
Hermes has borrowed it to go clubbing.
Ended badly, the club got trashed, not a pretty sight.
Darjeeling or Assam?
(280 characters)

From Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
The Slave
The scorching desert sun was sucking the life out of me, and the heavy chains were dragging me down.I trudged stolidly on the hot sand, stumbling, almost falling again and again.
But I had to survive this. Giving up was not an option.
I HAD to deliver my prisoner to the king.
277 characters.

From Deb at Twenty Four:
They didn’t understand.
They didn’t consider his thoughts or feelings.
Insensitive – that was what it was.
He was more than they assumed.
He was an individual but they believed
He was only a link in a chain.
Discrimination – that was what it was.
Vexed he clunked against the fence.
(276 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Chains
Someone said the link is broken.
I think it is missing, entirely.
Really it’s just an illusion; there is no continuity, no strength, no security!
If I can see it, why can so many others not?
I pray we can forge new links, pick up the broken and missing, and join together in harmony.
(280 characters)

From The Dark Netizen:
Smoke
The chains of society bound her, gave her no space.
The heavy chains of who she ought to be and how she ought to behave, made her choke. In her desperation, she turned to the black smoke. She knew it was toxic, and she knew it was evil.
However, it was an escape from her chains.
Character Count: 280

From Hayley at The Story Files:
She walked down the hardware shop’s aisle of chains and selected the thickest, heaviest one. She brought some other things too, just so it wouldn’t look suspicious. Back home, she fixed the chain to the metal clips then attached it to her Newfoundland’s collar.  No longer would he been escaping the garden.

From Jottings and Writings:
Invisible Chains
“Out of those chains, those chains that bind you”…. Sara listened to her favorite Karen Carpenter song while her husband was at work. Sadly the song held an all to real element in her life. She married young, thinking she knew it all. Now she felt bound by invisible chains.
{277 Characters}

Bravo! You all stepped up to the challenge without missing a link…;) sorry. heehee. As always there was such diversity in your takes on this prompt. That’s what is so great about the roundup I think. While I do try to keep up with the tales as they ping back to me, I love seeing them all together. One photo…and a dozen or so different streams of thought. Thank you again for joining us last week.

This week a beach scene. Though I don’t see any water in this photo by katermikesch at Pixabay.com. Doesn’t seem like fun to me. While many of us are suffering record heat in our corners of the world, I thought this might be a topic you could sink your teeth into. On another note, your tale needn’t be about the weather. Someone in this sea of people has a story. You may want to tell it. At any rate, find yourself a cool corner in the shade, have a nice iced drink and tell me a story in 280 characters or less. I’ll see you at the Roundup! Have a great week!


Twittering Tales #92 – 10 July 2018

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Photo by katermikesch at Pixabay.com

An anonymous tip proved what Feds had known for years. “They” were among us.

Special forces stormed the desert complex that catered to their reptilian nature.

As snipers waited on the perimeter, laser blasts fell from the
darkening sky, vaporizing them.

Integration complete.

~kat
279 Characters


Twittering Tales #91 – Chains – 3 July 2018

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!

And REMEMBER…you have 280 characters (spaces and punctuation included), to tell your tale…and a week to do it. I can’t wait to see what you create this week.


Twittering Tales #90 – Pick A Card – The Roundup

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Photo by AlbanyColley at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…

The cards never failed the seekers who came to her for the Oracle’s message. Tonight, she needed a sign. But each card she turned bore the same ominous message. Frustrated, she tossed all the cards on the table. There he was glaring at her once more. Death coming to call.
(272 Characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Pick A Card
With apprehension, I entered the fortune tellers booth.
She was shuffling the cards as I sat down.
Card one: death, card two destruction, card three chaos, card four disease.
She laid them in front of me
her eyes surveyed the four
shaking her head, she said
‘You’re in for a rough day.’
(280 characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
Confidence
“Pick up any 3 cards to reveal your future.”
“I see my future lying in a heap there, as disorganized as your cards are. Each card sends a negative message. I refuse to accept it.”
“Some are positive. You need to try.”
“I will let them follow me into the future. They will choose me.”
(280 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Mumbo-Jumbo
“I don’t believe in this crap,” he told the woman. “It’s mumbo jumbo.”
“It doesn’t matter what you believe. The cards help you to understand your situation and to take action based on what is known and what the cards show.”
She flipped a card and turned pale.
“What? What!” he asked.
(280 characters)

From Amritha at Igniting Hope:
Epiphany
Exploring old treasures, the twins stumbled upon a pack of cards in their ancestral home. The curious two pulled it towards each other in excitement. In this struggle of ownership, the tarot cards scattered on the table in a seamless pattern – indeed an epiphanic moment!
Character Count: 279

From Deepa at Sync With Deep:
Devil’s Due
Jack was a Goodwill Ambassador by dawn and Gambler by dusk.
One night devil invited him for High Card Wins game in his dream.
Riches for winning and soul for losing was the betting.
Gambler drew an ace and devil drew a jack.
Jack celebrated his victory but devil was all smiles.
Jack lost as playing with a devil is unpardonable.
(269 characters)

From Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith:
Predictions
Keli knew they were nothing more than pictures printed on paper, but her crazy Aunt from the old country believed tarot cards predicted the future. That morning Aunt Olga cried because they predicted death. “Tornado Watch #271 in effect until 2 AM,” the weather radio announced.
278 Characters

From Kirst at Kirst Writes:
Wheel of Fortune
No, not like that. Handle them carefully. Don’t disturb the cosmic vibrations!
Oh come on, you don’t seriously believe…
Yes. Now concentrate. Which card are you drawn to?
This one… I guess?
Ah, the Wheel of Fortune. It signifies…
That I should go on a TV game show?
Ok, we’re done.
(277 characters)

From Piyali at Piyali’s Blogs:
Promise of a Soulmate
Aha, you drew out Two of Hearts! You’ll meet your soulmate soon.
How soon?
Um maybe in next 2-3 months.
She smiled, paid the gypsy woman, and left. Chemo isn’t working anymore, you don’t have much time left, her doctor had said. Nonetheless, the reading made her happy, momentarily.
280 Characters exact

From Indhu at Always:
The Murder
The Chief walked past the yellow tapes of the crime scene. This is the 3rd murder in 45 days.
“What’s the time of death?”, he asked. “Around 11 PM” said the coroner.
His eyes looked at the table tossed with tarot cards.
The Tarot Card killer!
He cursed the serial killer on loose.
<280 characters>

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Pick A Card
Which one do I choose?
Death: I can’t advise you, like I said, pick a card, soon.
I was never good at making choices. Used to drive my parents mad when they were alive.
Death: I know, they told me. (Rolls eyes).
That one.
Death: It’s Death.
Is that bad?
Death: It is for me.
(269 characters)

From Leena at Soul Connection:
Grown Up Kid
“Cm In My Child”
Follwng Voice She Wlkd 2wrds Table Wr Cards Ws Scattered
“Dis Is Ur Lyf.U Gng To Rule World”
She Smiled Bt Seeing No One Wlkd 2wrds Door
“WAIT.Bt Its Psbl Only If U R Almghty”
Cnfusd She TurnAround n Saw Her”Whn Wl U Behve Lyk Grwn Up MOM”
Lghng”Lyf Is To Njy.So NEVER”
(280 Characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
In The Cards
I shuffled the tarot cards, they would reveal my future but I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. Taking the first ones, I made a cross shape then placed three on the right. I turned over all the cards and read what they meant. Seems the cards had read my mind; they told me nothing.

From Deb at Twenty Four:
He took down the next batch, laying them out with a swiftness which bespoke of years of experience.
People placed so much reliance in them but they were just cards and he got to proof each pack before they were dispatched.
He picked up the death card – it would be the death of him.
(280 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Pick A Card
“Who threw those cards down?”Gabriel was on the warpath again. Satan rolled his eyes why is that big galah always shouting? St Peter took in a sharp breath. God stood up and peered down to earth. “Well” he said loudly, “Someone will be playing 78 card pick up any time now”
(274 Characters).

From The Dark Netizen:
Tarot
His gun pointed at her, he emphatically asked her to predict her future.
She tossed the cards. The fool it was. He sniggered. At least her reading skills were true. He pulled the trigger. The gun exploded, sending the bullet through his head.
She smiled. He was the fool, not her.
Character Count: 278

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Pick A Card
The muse had deserted him.
Over two weeks now, and still the creative juices were dry. What would they think of him?
In desperation he decided to visit his Tarot reader.
First – The High Priestess – Inaction – check!
Second – Page – mentally unstable – check!
Third – The Fool – check!
(280 characters)


What a great collection of tales we had this week. There is such diversity in your impressions of the prompt photo. So many stories in the cards. Thank you for participating in this challenge. You are the reason I keep coming back. I know I’ve said it before…it’s true…you all inspire me. Keep tweeting!

For this week we’re going abstract. Your inspiration is this photo by analogicus at pixabay.com of a chain. Now you could write about what is connected on the other end of the chain…or what got away. Or, you could take a philosophical approach. What does the concept of chains mean to you? Or if you really want to have some fun, write a first person account, in the chain’s own words, of what it is like to be a chain, tethering things against their will…okay…maybe that is a little far out there. Whatever you come up with it’s sure to be brilliant! Remember 280 characters or less. Have fun. And I’ll see you next week at the Roundup!


Twittering Tales #91 – Chains – 3 July 2018

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Photo by analogicus at pixabay.com

Broken

There was a broken link in the chain. Everyone knew it; knew who it was, but calling him to account seemed an impossible task.

Meanwhile, order was spiraling out of control. Progress had been thwarted. He had friends in low places.

Could they trust the vote, their only hope? TBC.

(280 Characters)

~kat


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