FF – Grid of Doom
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Roger Bultot.
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Copyright Roger Bultot
“That’s some security.”
“Keep running!”
“It’s just like in ‘Resident Evil’.”
“Which didn’t end well. Keep running!”
The men burst through the door and fell, gasping. Behind them the laser grid flickered out, having chased them down the (now sliced and diced) stairway.
“Talk about your lethal response. Anyone would think they had the crown jewels in there!” said one.
“They did.” The other opened the bag to reveal crowns, necklaces and other bejewelled goodies.
“Awesome! Good job they didn’t have a backup system.”
Neither man noticed the ticking emanating from a suspiciously large sceptre at the bottom of the bag…
Limerick Challenge – Puddle Photo
Here is my contribution for Mind and Life Matters’ Limerick Challenge. This week we have a photo prompt to write a limerick about.
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Photo by Dominik Martin Unsplash.com
There once stood a girl in a puddle
Who was worried she’d get into trouble
‘Cos her shoes were soaked through
Jeans and anorak too
But once home all she got was a cuddle🙂
Sharing My World 2016 Week 37
Here is my post for Cee’s Share You World.
Have you ever owned a rock, pet rock, or gem that is not jewellery?
Oh goodness, yes.
I’d had him since he was tiny. We were the best – the very best – of friends. We did everything together, went everywhere together. When I was down, he was the only one who could cheer me up. When he was down, I did the same for him. Whenever I came home from school he would be there, waiting at the the window watching out for me so we could spend our evening having fun together. And oh, the fun we had!
Then, one dark and stormy day, I sneaked out of the house to play in the park. As I reached the far side of the road, I heard him behind me. I had left the garden gate open! He approached the road, the busy road… a car was coming, the driver not paying attention, coming closer and closer to my bestest buddy, close, closer…
Hang on, did you say “rock”? I thought you said “dog”. Ask me the question again.
Have you ever owned a rock, pet rock, or gem that is not jewellery?
No.
What is your greatest strength or weakness?
I’ll do both! My greatest strength is my supreme awesomeness in all situations. My greatest weakness is my tendency to exaggerate my strengths.
What makes you feel grounded?
I’m not really a “feeling grounded” sort of person. I’m always doing something! However, just sitting and looking at lovely views will do the trick. A stream, the waves… Here’s the lovely sunrise taken from my back door yesterday.
Would you rather never be able to eat warm food or never be able to eat cold food?
Oh dear, what a choice to have to make. But I’m very fond of my chilli and pizza and whatnot so I’ll keep the warm food and ditch the cold.
FF – One Man’s Trash…
Here is my opst for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. The picture this week was supplied by Shaktiki Sharma. To read this week’s other stories, click on the blue froggy.
I think I’ve written something like this before but this picture had me stumped🙂
Copyright Shaktiki Sharma
“Beautiful, truly beautiful!”
“Indeed, Tarquin, a masterpiece of modern times. The ordered chaos, d’ya see? Life in a nutshell.”
“Yes, yes, and the detritus covering the window, surely a cutting comment on today’s society.”
“Of course, never seeing the world around us for the rubbish we surround ourselves with – insightful!”
“Beautiful.”
“Beautiful indeed.”
“I must meet the artist!”
“Look, this must be him! I say, my good man…”
“Oy, you two! Can’t you read? This section of the gallery’s closed for refurbishment. Piss off!”
“Um.”
“Ahem.”
Sharing My World 2016 Week 36
Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.
If you were given a boat or yacht today, what would you name it? (You can always sell the yacht later)
I would call it “The Happy Wanderer” as I’d be too scared to sail it anywhere so it would be ironic. And it would be a nice cheerful name when I came to sell it.
Which of Snow White’s 7 dwarfs describes you best? (Doc, Happy, Bashful, Sleepy, Sneezy, Grumpy, Dopey) Plus what would the 8th dwarf’s name be?
In common with a few others, I guess “Sleepy” because I’m always tired. An ex of mine once even “forced” me to go to the doctor to get my thyroid checked. I can also be quite “Bashful” sometimes, and various people call me “Doc” on occasion.
As for the 8th dwarf, I don’t think “Grumpy” goes far enough. We need a truly nasty dwarf, hence “Asshole”.
Name a song or two which are included on the soundtrack to your life?
I know so many songs my mind has gone blank. Something about a promising start followed by a complete car-crash of a time ending with everything being okay. Anything come to anyone’s mind?
Complete this sentence: I like watching…
Ooh, keep it clean, keep it clean… little bunny rabbits frolicking in sleepy summer meadows.
I also like watching water bubbling along little streams.
FF – Museum Mishap
Here is my post for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle and with a photo contributed this week by Sandra Crook. To read the other stories, click on the blue froggy.
A silly little piece of nonsense this week.
Copyright Sandra Crook
“This, we believe,” droned the guide robot, “is a tattooing machine, from around the nineteenth century, old Earth date.”
The crowd “oohed” and “ahhed” before following the guide to the next room.
“Hurry up, dear,” said Filenza.
“One sec, I wanna try this out!” replied her husband.
“Are you mad? If you want a tattoo use an ink transference materialisation module.”
“Nah, this’ll be fun. Old school!” he replied. Filenza followed the others as her husband placed his hand under the needle and pushed the pedal.
“Aaaaargh! It’s not a tattooing machine! Aaaaargh!”
Long-suffering Filenza rolled her eyes. Idiot.
“Coming, dearest!”
Limerick Challenge – Fairy Tale
Here is my limerick for Mind and Life Matters’ Limerick Poetry Challenge. This week, the subject is “fairy tale”! I don’t know many fairy tales, but I have chosen “Hansel and Gretel”.
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“My,” Hansel said, “that’s so neat.
It’s a house you can actually eat!”
But they soon hit a glitch
When they met a dark witch
Though in minutes they had the hag beat!
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