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Twittering Tales #152 – 3 September 2019

Twittering Tales

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. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

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!


A look back to Twitting Tales #150  and a few of the tales that didn’t ping back.

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
The Jackpot
They approached the Sun to use the slingshot effect to set course for Alpha 7, and a new life.
Alarms sounded!
They were being dragged into the fiery hell, and nothing they did had any effect.
Back on Earth, everyone breathed a huge sigh of relief as the meteor passed safely by.
(279 characters)

Neel at Neel Writes Blog also mentioned that his tale last week never made it to the roundup, but I couldn’t find it. Please do send me a link Neel. I hate that we missed it!


Twittering Tales #151 – The Roundup

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Mashup of photos by pendleburyannette (dragon) & MichaelGaida (forest) at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…

The Paper Tiger
Ned, a copy editor, longed for a spot on the news desk. He had a plan.
“Dragons!” he scoffed as he shuffled through the brush on the grounds of the secret test site. “I’m going to debunk those crazy rumors once and for all.”
“Um. That’s Draco, kid. D-R-A…hey where ya’ going?!”
~kat

By Reena at ReInventions:
I wish I Knew
“I’ve never seen a dragon resting at dawn.”
“You’ve never seen a dragon either. Click a pic, but stay away….”
“Something tells me, its tail is embedded deep inside and it will take time to move.”
“John, there’s something entwining your foot, and it’s blue.”
“AAARGH…… I wish I knew.”
(279 characters)

By The Dark Netizen:
Hidden
He is coming for me.
I can sense his approach and his thirst to find me. I am the last one left, and all that stands between him and victory. None have beaten him till now. But I will be the first one to defeat him.
All I have to do is stay hidden, in this game of hide and seek…
Character Count: 280

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
DEEP IN THE FOREST
You hadn’t thought this through.
You cooked the DNA, grew me in nourishing gel, wrapped me round this tree, and waited.
What about my escape route, you moron of a crazy geneticist?
How am I supposed to get out of this damn forest?
Then I expelled my mythical powers.
Burn baby! Burn!
(278 chars)

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Did Someone Say Dragon?
Jack and Ed hiked deep into the woods until they found a small clearing. They sat down on a log and Jack reached into his pocket, pulled out a joint, and lit it up. “Do you want a drag on this?” he asked Ed.
They both heard a voice coming from their left. “Did someone say dragon?”
(280 characters)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
The dragon sulked. He hated Hide and Seek.
42 characters.

By Ron at Read4Fun:
Blowhard Stories
DEAR AMAZON.
For my cough, Doc recommended you. There is no one in the store to answer my questions. All I want is some pills. Every time I cough, I spit fire. If I don’t get an answer soon, this Amazon thing is doomed. Lousy customer service burns me up. My turn next. DRAGON.
277 characters

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
“(In) the Forest Primeval”*
Patience. ‘Tis the mantra I needs adopt.
Keeping the beast enchantedly happy whilst I wait.
We sit in the forest clearing; thank Arthur, it is easily entertained.
A flutter of brown wings; my Camelot Prime order appears.
A non-fantasy classic: How to Train Your Human by Toothless 1.
(280)
* opening line of Evangeline by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1847)
1 Toothless is a Night Fury dragon in the animated trilogy: How to Train Your Dragon.

By Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
An Unlikely Visitor
Tra-a-la-la! Tra-a-la-la!
Dancing through the woods,
Wearing my hoods,
Here I come at the precise time of dawn,
Stifling that persistent yawn,
To collect herbs for the concoction,
To help with the medicine man’s decoction.
Rubbing my eyes, what do I see ?
UFO or a hallucinating me?
275 characters

By Kia at The Bookish Recovering Know-It-All:
Ready or Not
Lucius thought to himself, “I’m glad for the last two years. I’ve grown so much both in size but also inside”. At last, the end of training. From a distance he could hear his master and teacher counting. “Seventeen, Eighteen, nineteen… twenty. Here I come, ready or not”. Ready.
(280 characters)

By Sadje at Keep It Alive:
He was the last of its kind. So tired from hiding in the deep forest away from those prying humans. His strength was slowly ebbing away and now he could just lie there waiting for the end. Suddenly the whole of the forest lit up in an eerie light. He looked up. Mother?
Character count:269

By Bear at Jellico’s Writing Nook:
The Hard Way
‘Have you no sense? Don’t you know to let sleeping dragons lie?’
‘I – uh… I wasn’t thinking…’
‘Obviously. Now, look at you… bald and scarred…’
‘Don’t laugh. It’s bad enough as it is.’
‘At least now, every time you look in the mirror, you’ll remember your lesson.’
cc: 263

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Approach in clear line of view. No sudden or aggressive movements. Speak gently. A dragon always reacts better to calm, gentle handling. You must master this first meeting, you never get a second chance. Remember you are a dragon keeper, you need a dragon more than they need you.
(280 Characters)

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
The Teenagers
“Relax,” the Don’s guidance counselor told him. “We save the real dragons for juniors and seniors. You freshmen only have to practice on windmills.” On the big day, he and his best friend Sancho got the shock of their lives. There must have been a mistake in their schedules.
(277 characters)

By John at The Magic Shop:
Break Time
This was his chance. A beast that may have terrorized his village was asleep. Silent steps inched him closer to using his sword. Was this the creature? It didn’t matter, He needed to be a hero. Brimstone smell enticed him. His heart stopped as a branch cracked under his foot awakening the dragon.
(300 characters)

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Let Sleeping Dragons Lie
Brave Pitter and Patter wandered deep in the forest, looking for dragons, and came upon a sign:
There’s a place in this woods where she sleeps
Pleasant dreams of the gold that she keeps
She wakes late, so be smart
Or be burnt to a fart
Sip your tea, munch your toast, and no peeps!

By Joe at Does Writing Excuse Watching?:
Park Ride
“A sleeping dragon? What kind of a Park ride is a sleeping dragon?”
“Awake it was too scary for the kids.”
“But what does it do?”
“Smoke comes out of its nose.”
“That’s it?”
“It makes snoring sounds.”
“Anything else?”
“It farts.”
“Well that’s all right then.”
251 characters.

By Melanie at Sparks from a Combustible Mind:
Eagon lived in the forest with his family.   Their cottage was small, their garden large.   Locals came in crowds to buy fresh vegetables and herbs. Although beleaguered often for his secret, Eagon would only smile enigmatically. Dragon dung was the best fertilizer known.
(Characters = 276)

By Chris at I.Mused:
An Old Friend
The snap of a twig.
The scales along his neck instinctively shimmered, he’d been followed.
“Please don’t go,’ she panted, “we need you.”
“Child,’ he hissed, “your elders disagree.”
“I need you,” she sobbed.
“You don’t need me,” his tail whipped, “You can imagine so much more!”
(272 chars)

By Regina at Help From Heaven:
Thank Goodness for a Vegetarian Dragon!
Walking through the forest, Kane saw a beautiful blue dragon. As Kane started to take flight on nimble feet, the dragon told him that he no longer found humans delicious. Their intransigence caused him indigestion. His blue color came from the blueberries he ate, instead.

By Tessa at Tessa Can Do It!:
The Exchange?
“Nator wants us to go to the dragon area at the local amusement park and hide out in the maintenance shed until this afternoon when we will meet the director and he will take possession of the product.”
“Are you sure about handing the product over to this man,” Linda asks.
272 characters

By Neel at Neel Writes Blog:
APOCALYPSE
“It’s a faun.”
“No, fauns have a goat’s legs. This one doesn’t have one,” Vikram said , his fingers pointing towards the monstrous creature that curled up behind trunk of the gulmohar.
“Faun or no faun, our goose is cooked,” said Inder before he lost consciousness.
(280 CHARACTERS)

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Lost In Space
Close call with that meteor last week!
Yes, but have you seen this weird craft under the tree?  There’s a canister just by the open door. Let’s look inside!
What’s this? A short story by the looks of it. Written by Peter’s pondering.
So, that’s why it wasn’t included in the roundup!
(278 characters)

By Hayley at The Story Files:
The Sleeping Dragon
‘We have to be quiet in the woods,’ Mama said.
‘Why?’ her young daughter asked.
‘Because, last night a blue dragon arrived here!’
The girl’s eyes grew wide and she clutched to her mama’s skirts.
‘He’s sleeping, so if we don’t disturb him, everything will be fine.’

By Shweta at My Random Ramblings:
Hide and Seek!
He struggled to drag himself behind the thick bush.
He had to remain hidden at any cost.
The flaming arrow didn’t kill him.
Yet, it ensured that he won’t fly for a while.
He couldn’t die at the hands of a human, like the others.
He was the last of his kind – the sole surviving dragon.
(280 characters)

By Deb at Twenty Four:
When Heidi had suggested taking the children out she’d leapt at the chance, but as a yell broke the silence she almost groaned in despair.
Hurrying into the clearing she came to an abrupt halt, then smiled.
“Ok kids, can anyone tell me what that is lying under the tree?”
(267 characters)

By Kristian at Tales From the Mind of Kristian:
Conquering the Dragon
It was a crazy initiation,
Fight the dragon, impress the nation,
but something sporadic, unplanned,
Happened that shocked the land.
They sent a novice, a raw beginner
But oddly, he returned the winner
He didn’t fight, attack or defend,
He talked to the Dragon and made him a friend.
[280 Characters]

By Rob at Art by Robert Goldstein:
The Televangelist
The raging Televangelist stalked the stage like
a angry dragon and roared:
“You will atone for your sins or the god of vengeance shall surely pierce your heart with the sword of eternal anguish!”
I rocked the cradle so hard the baby fell into supper.
226 Characters


And…it’s a wrap! I loved your Dragon Tales. There were several hide and seek takes. I found that interesting. You may have noticed I have not been around much this week. I’m afraid the creeping crud got the best of me, calling for a trip to the urgent care for antibiotics and other fun stuff. I’m just starting to feel human again so I dragged myself out from under my rock…I couldn’t possibly miss this weeks round up!

The pingbacks have been a bit fickle these days. Sorry if I have missed your tale last week or this. It has been suggested that I use an outside resource such as InLinkz. What do you think? Would you still want me to do a roundup each week? I’ve received some complaints that the challenge photo is too hard to scroll down to. Please give me your feedback. I aim to please. 😉 I enjoy hosting this challenge each week. It’s probably a good idea to post a link to your tale in the comments just in case pingbacks are acting up.

For this week an intriguing photo by Geralt at Pixabay.com.  What is the secret message hiding in the binary code on the screen? Is the young lady in the photo the key saving us all? Who sent the message…an enemy…aliens? You could always write a story about computers in general and how FRUSTRATING they are…pings dropped, crashes, lost data…Have fun with it. And I hope to see you next week at the Roundup. And remember, let me know if you’d like me to try InLinkz…or if you are ok with the current format. Have a great week!


 

Twittering Tales #152 – 3 September 2019

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Photo by Geralt at Pixabay.com

Wish You Were Here…

When Agent Smith mysteriously disappeared, he left a coded message. Authorities knew his daughter had learned to read code. Agents brought her in.

After a few moments, Hanna burst into laughter.

“What does it say?”

“Dad’s on vacation. He’ll see you in a month…’bout time dad!”

~kat
278 Characters


Twittering Tales #148 – August 6, 2019

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. This is important as I have noticed that some of the ping backs have not been working. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

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!


Twittering Tales #147 -The Roundup

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Photo by enriquelopezgarre at Pixabay.com

Starting us off…
Toast
foolish naysayers will cry
thinning ozone is a lie
they boast global warming’s a hoax
but the mercury’s rising
polar ice caps are melting
the sea’s swelling over the coast
people gathering in droves
strip off all of their clothes
sizzling on sand bars like toast
~kat
254 Characters

By Lisa at Tao Talk:
Ants
Crom, an interstellar vagabond parasite, was told to, “Get out of Dodge” with an uncanny regularity.
Crom entered the Milky Way and saw edible bugs on Earth. As a shape shifter, he became clouds and waited to guzzle. Today his huge nozzle lowered; he began to eat the “ants.”
[276 characters]

By Tien at From the Window Seat:
Group Think
The long weekend holidays were here so they took half day off from work. They thought they set off early enough to beat the holiday crowd.
They thought wrong.
The beach was packed when they reached.
Everyone else had the same idea too.
Humankind was not any different from sardines.
(280 characters)

By Graham at Graham is Just My Name:
THE SEASIDE
I savour my morning coffee and watch the news.
Childhood memories return of the seaside; sand-castles, vanilla ice-cream, and donkey rides.
Now you wouldn’t see me dead in those crowds. It looks like somewhere in hell.
The twins bounce in excitedly.
Can we go to the seaside Daddy?
(277 characters)

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Second Honeymoon
Honey, what’s wrong? I thought you’d be thrilled.
This is not what I expected when you said you wanted to take me on a romantic second honeymoon.
But, baby, this is one of the most popular beach resorts in the world.
Yes, and one of the most crowded. Where’s the romance in that?
(276 characters)

By Bear at Jellico’s Writing Nook:
The Photo
‘Found this in the ruins.’ He stared at the picture. ‘Humans; half-naked. Wonder if it’s some kind of religious ceremony?’
‘Don’t know, don’t care. Just throw it in the burn pile already.’
‘Yeah, sure.’ He turned as if to comply, then deftly slipped it into his pocket.
CC: 267

By Larry at East Elmhurst A Go Go:
The Odds Are You Won’t Live to See Tomorrow
“I feel like Patrick McGoohan’s John Drake character in ‘Secret Agent,’ ” Al told Fred. “Drinking, womanizing.” “Remember one catch though,” his friend said. “That line in the Johnny Rivers song is ‘swingin’ on the Riviera one day, then layin’ in a Bombay alley next day.’
(278 characters)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
“You’re joking, right? I mean, we live within a stone’s throw of a clean sandy beach.
We can swim or sunbathe without having to fight for space.
What the hell possessed you ????”
‘It was free,’ he said sheepishly.
210 characters


Twittering Tales #112 – 27 November 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 #111 – The Roundup

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By mh-grafik at pixabay.com

Starting us off…

How We Came to Be
The old well had dried up years ago, but that didn’t stop the stream of dreamers with pockets full of pennies from seeking it out. It was said, if your coin plopped instead of plunked when it hit bottom, your wish would come true. I made a wish one rainy day. My wish was you.
~kat ❤️
278 Characters

By Ron at Read4Fun:
To the Tunnels
My German mom and American dad brought me to the US at four. I grew up, graduated HS, and was drafted. Investigators determined I was an illegal alien. Discharged and living under Trumpocracy, I’ll expand the tunnel and wait, sanity will return to the USA.
(256 characters)

By the Dark Netizen:
WELLS
Most of the water had gone.
The only path left, was to fight for whatever little water was left in the deep-sunk wells. And so started the third world war. Millions perished. However, it was not long before we had to unite once again.
The invaders from the wells, made it happen….
Character Count: 280

By Reena at ReInventions:
New Age
“I wonder how many coins lie at the bottom.”
“People don’t waste pennies anymore. They prefer playing games on Facebook, or take selfies they can manage with filters.”
“Oh, yeah …. And pennies give no information about the owner.”
(228 characters)

By Di at Pensitivity101:
Cyril closed his eyes and tossed in his coin.
The rumble nearly knocked him off his feet and the dot of light from below grew bigger until it was almost blinding.
‘What the hell did you do?’ his wife demanded.
Sheepishly he replied
‘I asked God to help me see the light.’
267 characters.

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
He was dangling head first at the rim of what seemed to be a bottomless well, held by the ankles by two thugs.
“This is what we do to guys who don’t pay on time,” the mobster said, motioning to the thugs, who let go of the man’s ankles. “I trust you will pay your debt promptly.”
(279 characters)

By Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith:
You Grow Old
I hated my job. A job I had held since I was eight years old. You grow old down there, they used to say. When I was a kid, I thought it meant it was an easy job. A job where I would die an old man. I didn’t know there was more than one way to grow old. The tunnelers knew though.
279 Characters

By Shweta at My Random Ramblings:
Holed Up
Earthlings used to worship me.
Over the years, worship morphed into exploitation and contamination.
I used to flow about in abundance, clear as the blue sky.
Now I’m reduced to hiding in the deepest, darkest pits to save myself.
I used to be called water,
Now they call me liquid gold.
(280 characters)

By Ramya at And Miles to Go Before I Sleep:
The Voice
It was a beautiful voice, calling out my name. Unable to resist, I followed the voice.
I was pulled out dead from the dried up well the next day.
Now, it my turn to be the beautiful voice from the well..
Wait, was that voice from the well or in my head?
Character Count – 250

By Michael at Morpethroad:
The old witch looked down the well and mused that it was a while since she’d been down it.
It was she knew a pitiless bottom and one which only brought disappointment.
It was time though she thought to be brave and venture down.
After all, it was her responsibility to keep it clean.

By Hayley at The Story Files:
Stuck
Santa sighed and deeply regretted eating that second mince pie. He wiggled but felt  wedged against the sooty chimney wall.
‘Misty-Bell? Sparkle?’ he called, ‘I’m stuck!’
The elves giggled and white-gold glitter drifted downwards. The chimney expanded with a swoosh noise and Santa fell into the fireplace with a bang.

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
Tunnel of Fear
Where does this ancient pipeline go? Some say it leads to another world with a population of evil bipeds who wage war on each other and other creatures.
If the legends are true, these so called humans had a lot to answer for.
Quick, let’s block it up before they come through.
[277 characters]

By Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Abyss
Divine Sparks tumble from Heaven. Incandescent luminaries with destines unfolding. So far from home. So far from home.
The One sheds endless tears, into the Abyss do they fall. A place with no end. Deep is their loss. Where are their children? So far from home. So far from home.
(278 characters)

By Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
Well Actually…
My legs are trembling and heart thumping wildly as I stand upon the well’s edge and look down into infinity.
But I’m out of excuses.
So I take a deep breath and let my body fall, cursing loudly at the idiots who came up with this idea of bungee jumping into an abandoned well.

By Neel at Neel Writes:
Her eyes welled up when she didn’t make it to her dream  B-school___that prized entry ticket to a glittering corporate career.
In a jiffy, her life  plunged to the depths of despair
Ultimately, she decided to call it quits and embraced the  village well.

By John at Broadsides:
You think this is a water well from which we draw aqua, the essence of life, but it is not. It is a missile silo from which erupts the fire and essence of death. Look deep for the missile has risen and your destiny is crossing the stars.

By Indhu at Always!:
The Prestige
Tourists flocked their small village to listen to the “Whispering well”. Villagers worshiped the Well, as tourism was their main livelihood.
The insomniac village head turned on his bed. Memory of pushing his little girl and her lover haunted him. All in the name of honor!
<272 characters>

By Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
Water War!
The year 2080.  Our blue planet has turned arid and grey. All life forms perishing across the globe with most sources of water having dried up.
Mr. Sen, now a frail nonagenarian, stood sadly by the well, recalling his prophecy of a Third world war, battling it out for “Water”!
Letter count : 277

By The IndieShe:
“She looked deep inside the well of her mind,the cobblered walls weathered by the turns of life.
All she could see was an endless dark abyss.
And then she spied a shadowed halo of light encircling the dark arid well.
And she smiled undaunted.”
(261 characters)

By Willow at WillowDot21:
Ding ding dell.
“Someone stop those bells. I can’t think straight. This well is so deep. Hey, Puss are you okay.I can’t see you.
Who pushed you was it that Tommy Thin guy, he’s a nasty bloke! Don’t worry I am absailing down as we speak. Got ya! Come on your safe now. My name? It is Jonny Stout.”
(279 Characters)

By Hélène at Willow Poetry:
The Well
Dad managed to get the well flowing again. Several days later we discovered all the people in the village that had mysteriously disappeared over the years. To the top of the well, they floated one after the other. Our water was contaminated.
247 characters

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Just what sort of beast built this tunnel?
The bricks were perfectly shaped pellets of dried shit, you could tell by some of the newly placed cubes.
Poo!!!
He could only assume that the wombat population, hereabouts, had undergone a metamorphosis and were now the size of elephants!
(280 characters)

By Deb at Twenty Four:
He took his time inspecting the workmanship before turning to the young man who stood nervously awaiting his verdict.
“Well, it could have been better, but it will do.”
He hid his smile as the other beamed, aware that building an escape tunnel wasn’t a job for the faint-hearted.
(277 characters)

By Violet at Thru Voilet’s Lentz:
Well
Crude cut stones
spiral end to end
down deep bored holes
tethering life, to
earth’s aqueous womb
93 characters


Thank you to everyone who joined the challenge last week. Some very interesting things happened at the bottom of that well. You all are so creative! This week I mashed up a few photos that I found on Pixabay. One by pasja1000 (Senior Couple) and the other by StockSnap (Children). My first thought for the theme this week is “Bucket List”, so that is what I’m calling it. You can launch your tale from the mashed up photo below, or if you choose write about the concept of a bucket list or someone’s bucket list…maybe your own.  Did they ever do or see the thing they dreamed of? Or did it remain forever on that list. Did they regret it or come to some other realization as a result of not realizing or finally realizing their goal? Anyhow, you get the picture. Have fun…in 280 characters or less…and I see you at the roundup!


Twittering Tales #112 – 27 November 2018 – The Bucket List

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Second Chances
Tom and Sally had dreamed of walking those cobbled streets. Finally, they managed to make the long trip together. It was only possible though, after both their spouses had passed away. Tom knew he should have asked Sally to marry him when he had the chance all those years ago.
~kat
278 Characters


Twittering Tales #103 – 25 September 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.


Twitterting Tales #102 – The Roundup

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Photo by Skitterphotos at Pexels.com

Starting us off..
Smart Girls
“This is exactly how I found them Doctor. I don’t know what to think! Should I be worried that my sweet daughter has mangled her Barbie dolls?”
“Have you asked her?”
“I did. She told me she hated Barbie. Who hates Barbie?”
“Smart little girls, Mrs. Jones. I hope you’re listening.”
~kat
(278 Characters)

By Michael from Morpethroad:
The kids are quiet today playing in the girl’s room with the neighbours.
I like these dreamy afternoons watching the game, undisturbed.
The quiet gets to me.
Investigating I find the room empty save for the pile of broken dolls.
One face looks horribly familiar.
It blinks at me.
(274 characters)

By Deepa at Sync with Deep:
Playtime
Dragged hair, dressed and undressed, pinched her cheeks and poked tummy to make her cry and hurl her across the room.
The devilish dolls enjoyed their playtime with the mortal baby.
(151 characters)

By Willow at WillowDot21:
The Group.
“Is this a statement?” Asked dr Haldon, “has someone got a point to make. If so be big enough to put your name to it” The therapy group shifted uneasily. No one spoke there was no eye contact. “Speak up this is a good sign, own your feelings!” Silence, but a tiny glimmer of hope.
(280 Characters)

By Reena at ReInventions:
We are back from a less-than-exhilarating shopping stint. I fix up coffee to soothe our jagged nerves, and hear unusual sounds from the next room.
“This is the beginning of a plus-sized revolution.” Maggie smiles, “I am launching a new business, and this is a promo for the same.”
(279 characters)

By Amritha at Igniting Hope:
Kintsugi
09.03.2018
Location-Mattel factory
On Barbie’s birthday, Sara witnessed a terrible sight-numerous imperfect disassembled dolls,
“When you re-design them, a new Barbie would come to life. Its an art!” said the worker.
That day she learnt a lesson – to appreciate imperfections.
(275 characters)

By Piyali at Piyali’s Blogs:
Realization
Tears streamed down her face as she cut up the doll into pieces
She’d wasted her teens attaining those ridiculous proportions
No one has legs that go on forever, she realized
Unlike the plastic Barbie,she was made of flesh-n-bones
Thus, more real & beautiful with her delicious curves
280 Characters

By The Dark Netizen:
Mrinal tossed aside yet another barbie.
Mother noticed the new addition to the pile of broken barbies. She snarled.
“Again? This makes four.”
Mrinal huffed.
“Bad girl. No dinner for you.”
Mrinal bawled.
“No fair. Tina called me ugly.”
“Child, you have to stop using voodoo for revenge.”
Character Count: 280

By Kristian at Tales from the Mind of Kristian:
Murder in Toytown
As the police in Toy Town uncovered another mutilated body from under Ken’s patio, it became ever clearer he was a dangerous killer.
The chief turned to one of his men “Put out an APB for a tall brown-haired male, Caucasian, plastic, goes by the name of Kenneth Sean Carson.”
[274 Characters]

By Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
“Oh, baby, what happened to your Barbies?” Jenn’s mother asked when she saw all of her daughter’s dolls broken apart.
“I hate them!” Jenn yelled in anger.
“But I thought you loved your Barbies.”
“Look at them, Ma,” Jenn said. “They’re beautiful, but I don’t look anything like them.”
(280 characters)

By Amir at Bacchanalia:
Life in Plastic, it’s fantastic
On this day we remember the victims of Barbie Genocide Day. The day that Ugly Supremacists decapitated and dismembered the body of all elegant, slender people and the universe became excruciatingly ugly ever since.

By The Indie She:
Broken Barbies
She loved her Barbies with their blonde hair and flouncy dresses. The world was all pink and lovely.
As she stepped out into the wide world, all she saw was grey. The beauty was the beast and blessed with a ubiquitous plastic presence. Her Barbies were of yore were no more.
273 Characters

By Hayley at The Story Files:
To the Bullies
May stopped in her daughter’s bedroom doorway and asked, “why are you breaking all your dolls?’
Jenny looked up at her mum from the Barbie she was dismantling on the floor, ‘because, this is what I want to do to the bullies.’

By Melanie at Sparks from a Combustable Mind:
Manufacturing
“Do you know the difference between male and female?!” The supervisor asked huffily. Ericka cringed. She hadn’t meant to put the Barbie heads on the Ken bodies and vice versa. And then for him to start dismantling them like that – it looked like “In Cold Blood”. Without the gore.

By Lorraine at Lorraine’s Frilly Freudian Slip:
Deconstruction
“What is THAT?” Dad asked about the various doll parts lying on the counter.
“Assembling my Woman’s Studies project: ‘deconstructing the feminine ideal’,” I replied
“Barbie is the feminine ideal?,” he asked.
“Yep, just look at Mom.” I answered. “Now who does she remind you of?”
(280)

By Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Piglet, avert your eyes, what a terrible massacre.
Why Pooh, what’s happened?
Dr Frankenstein, that’s what happened. Wasn’t content with tampering with the laws of nature, now to sink this low.
Pooh, even he can’t revivify this relic. Where is he now?
In rehab, making little progress
(280 characters)

By The UniversalUnionist at Broadsides:
Had an accident at work? Been involved in a crash? Need a personal injury lawyer? Trip Crash or Fall, we’ll get you back on your feet, a fully professional service and we won’t charge you an arm and a leg.

By Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
Growing Up
“Mommy NOOOOOOOOO….” my daughter cried out as I gathered all her dolls and threw them into the bin.
I shouted at her angrily, “You’re 5 years old now, it’s high time you stopped playing with these stupid Barbies, and start practicing with Voodoo dolls like normal witches.”
277 Characters

By Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Smart Girls Part 2
I was not convinced by the doctor’s comments, so I asked for a second opinion.  A lovely lady offered her services pro bono.
“Don’t worry Mrs Jones,” she said. “Have you checked the liquor cabinet? I think all young girls lose their heads some times. She just got a little legless!”
(277 characters)

By Hridi at Inked Beliefs:
I was tired of people
telling me how Barbies are
flawless in their physique
defining every woman out there,
giving illogical beauty standards
only to increase insecurities among us.
So today, I collected
a dozen barbie dolls,
Breaking them apart into bits
until it satisfied me.
~278 characters

By Indhu at Always:
Journey Begins
“Join your Barbies, baby”, said Sara.
Little Naina looked in the direction of the sound and smiled. As she walked towards her toy basket, she bumped onto the chair.
“It’s okay. Turn left to get closer to your toy basket” said Sara as she helped her blind princess.
<264 characters>

Well, I don’t know what I was worried about. When presented with this weird photo prompt, you all hit it out of the park! Well done! I want to say welcome to several new tweeters this week. So glad you joined us. I hope you’ll be back! And to our regulars…yes, after over 100 challenges, you are now regulars if you’ve been around for more than a few tales…thank you for coming back again and again. As long as you do, I’ll keep doing what I do,..so…without further ado, I present to you today’s photo challenge by PDPhotos at Pixabay.com. This is (or at least was) a real thing/place/bizarre attraction. I’m not going to say too much. I don’t want to get in the way of your creativity with too many facts. I’ll fill you in at the roundup. At any rate. Tell me what you think happened here. In 280 characters or less, or 140 characters (old school Twitter) if you’re up for a challenge! No pressure. Have fun! I’ll see you at the roundup next week. Happy tweeting! 🙂


Twittering Tales 103 – 25 September 2018

Photo by PDPhotos @ Pixabay.com

The Shoe Tree

She lost her greening when lightning singed her, tip to root. But life still flickered in her core where tiny creatures nested and cicadas laid their eggs.

One day someone tossed his shoes over her bare limbs. More followed. She was useful again. Life has a way of surprising us.

~kat

279 Characters


Twittering Tale #99 – 28 August 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 #98 – The Roundup

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Starting us off…

It seemed to be the perfect hiding place. The thief lowered the satchel of cash into the sewer drain. He would retrieve it later.
Then the rains came. Days of rain. The sewers overflowed into the streets.
When the thief returned for his booty, a group of detectives was waiting.
~kat
277 Characters

From Reena at ReInventions:
Who forgot to place the lid?
What will emerge now –  a deep secret, a can of worms, reverse flooding? It will be fodder to Peeping Toms and Idle Minds. Curiosity makes you a business target.
I guess it was a deliberate move. Some people feed on dirt, and make money out of it.
(274 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
The Dot
The dot had been there a long time.
One time the council had redone the path which meant under protest from the locals the dot had been ripped up.
Strangely the next day the dot was back.
Was it alien?
Was it a sign from on high.
Either way, you got a right jolt if you stood on it.
(280 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
More Things That Go Bump in the Night
Marly watched as the drain cover opened. A man, or was it a woman emerged. The whatever it was did not seem happy. Cocking his head to one side Marly wagged his tail hoping that would endear him. Gabriel was not to be won over though. Satan’s laugh could be heard in the distance.
(280 characters)

From World of Wellness:
A Tale of 2 Cities
Susie hailing from Texas had just completed the worlds longest underground drain pipe exploration. She was thrilled to find herself in London.
She was upset that the media had ignored this adventure of hers. It is not often that a cockroach survives a transcontinental exploration!!
character count: 279

From Cara at Midnight Musings:
Cherry was horrified at the thought in her mind. If she put Myron out the airlock, she would be free forever of his threats. They were the only two living beings on the spacecraft; there was no jury to convict her.
“But I’d know, and living with it would drive me mad,” she mused.

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
The Rose grower’s curse
I’ve got it again, I’m fed up!
What’s the matter now?
That horrible disease that spoiled all my roses last year is back again!
I thought you sprayed them, and cut back the worst affected.
I did, but just look. It’s on every rose and has even spread to the pavement.
Bloody black spot!
(279 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Hiding Place
Jack looked at the storm drain, at the narrow gap between the sidewalk and the street. He saw an orange glow, but there was no flickering, so Jack eliminated a sewer fire.
He walked over, squatted, and peered inside the gap. He was surprised to see Donald Trump hiding down there.
(279 characters)

From The Dark Netizen:
The Drain
He walked silently in the darkness.
Having memorized the location of the drain, he found it easily. Once the lights came back on, they would find him. He slipped the packet into the drain and quickly walked away. He was caught soon.
He would die, but the resistance would live on.
Character Count: 279

From Deepa at Sync With Deep:
Corporate Sewer
I’m dreaming of
a clear water stream,
greenery kissing the earth,
songs of birds in the fresh air,
a serene place to live.

concrete and steel
replaced the trees
corporate sewer line
covered the natural stream
noise of vehicles
ousted the song of birds
my lungs now, frantically looking
for fresh air!
(246 characters)

From Anurag at Jagahdilmein:
The Hiding Hole
The sewer was safe now, there were no more rats left there. But THEY didn’t know that, and so this was the safest place for him.
He opened the manhole cover, and got in.
Then, he started playing his pipe again, and as the kids followed him underground meekly, he shut the cover.
278 characters.

From Deb at Twenty Four:
He had set his chair on the sidewalk and waiting,
His patience was renown.
He watched as they passed by,
Consumed by thoughts of their own.
He hadn’t expected a long wait,
And his wasn’t disappointed.
She tripped and fell on the eve of the first day,
He filed the lawsuit when appointed.
(280 characters)

From Piyali at Piyali’s Blogs
The Secret Cult
After stepping on the asphalt, the hitchhiker quickly combed through the deserted area and paced down the sidewalk. On reaching the spot, he checked the contents in his satchel-vials of blood, a human skull, and some ancient manuscripts.
“Hail Satan!” A voice cried from the sewer
279 Characters

From Amritha at Igniting Hope:
Inside the Tunnel
“Food reserves are adequate. There is a connection between these tunnels in case of emergency”, boomed the army chief as the rat army was ready for war. A deaf rat got caught in the enemy’s trap in lure of cheese.
“Oh I cannot move on without my grandfather”, rued little Stuart.
280 characters

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
GPS
What do you mean the GPS gave the wrong directions!
Look, those are the co-ordinates.
We’re in a sewer, and something’s touching my tentacles.
Just be thankful we didn’t go into a black hole.
We did. You should have checked the map beforehand.
There was no need.
Are we there yet?
No!
(277 characters)


Good ones this week everyone. As always, thank you so much for taking the time to tweet a tale. We are at week 99! Can you believe it? I surely can’t. That is a lot of tweeting…and a lot of tales told. Though I wouldn’t even presume to assume that, even combined, our tales could ever rival the twittering tales that come from a certain reality star gone political who shall remain nameless! haha!

I headed back to pixabay for this week’s photo by Conquero. It could be a dream or a nightmare. Or it could be a tale about a horse. You decide. I’ll see you at the roundup…yeehaw!


Twittering Tale #99 – 28 August 2018

 

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Prompt photo by Conquero at Pixabay.com

 

It was 8.3 on the Richter scale. The town had never experienced an earthquake. Fracking had rendered the bedrock unstable. Aftershocks sent herds of wild horses and other animals through the center of town. The worst was yet to come. No one would live to tell, when the dam broke.

~kat

(280 Characters)


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