Aug
15
2016
0

#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “Carpathian’s Prey”

The Ukrainian hunter knelt at the Red Deer’s snow tracks. Next to the deer’s prints, he saw another set of tracks follow the Red Deer.

‘Lynx.’ thought the hunter. The hunter pressed on, hoping that he could get to the Red Deer before the Lynx could.

He got to the Red Deer with its throat ripped, dying. The Ukrainian looked for the Lynx, but nowhere to be seen.

As the hunter went for the Red Deer’s meat, he heard a growl coming from a near-by bush.

The hunter turned his gun toward the Lynx as it leap toward the Ukrainian.

And scene! Hate to leave you on a cliff-hanger like that based off today’s inspiration, but life is full of disappoints. Enjoy!
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Aug
08
2016
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#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “Hospitaller vs Templar”

In the distance from Mar Saba, a Knight Hospitaller and a Knight Templar stood before each other in full battle dress.

“It’s time you pay for your blasphemous words-” started the Templar before being cut off by his rival.

“Don’t pretend this is anything but settling old scores, Templar pig filth!” The Templar bristled at this insult. The Hospitaller continued. “But know that whoever wins, returns to the War Of Saint Sabas with a win for his order!”

“Agreed! Let this be our final battle!”

Both drawing their swords, they raised their weapons and charged at each other in anger.

Via today’s inspiration, a Knight Hospitaller and a Knight Templar faced off during the War Of Saint Sabas. This is actually very fascinating to me. I wonder if the Knights Hospitaller and Knights Templar ever fought each other before or after. Well, enjoy!
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Aug
01
2016
0

#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “Lioness Gossip”

“I hear there’s a nomad roaming the edges of our pride.”

“Male nomad?”

“Yes, older sister.”

“Interesting. Our eldest male is kind of slow of late. Go ahead and send him smaller sister. Middle sister?”

“Do you wish for me to go with him, older sister?”

“Yes. If eldest male fends off this challenge, good for him. If this nomad should win-”

“Oh, older sister, may I have him? I am ready to have cubs of my own!”

“That seems most acceptable, smaller sister.”

“I love you, older sister!”

“As do I, older sister!”

“As I love you both, sisters!”

You know, I’ve been bitching about Bing’s image selection of late. They’re beautiful, but ultimately I have a to find a story for it. Today inspiration, at last, was different. This image told me that these lionesses were talking to each other. What they talked about, was my work. Enjoy!
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Jul
25
2016
2

#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “Sunflower Dinner”

The two scientists walked the empty streets of Okuma, the rows of one to one-and-a-half meter rough-hairy sunflower stems, without the actual inflorescence, were of great concern to both men.

“The abandon genetics lab is where this starts and goes out to the sea.”

“Have you told anyone of this, but me?” said the older Japanese scientist.

“No.”

“What was the genetics lab working on?”

“I don’t have the report in front me, but if I remember correctly: dinosaurs, moths, and turtles.”

“Re-plant the sunflowers.” said the older Japanese scientist. “Phytoremediation must continue. I will deal with these creatures myself.”

Right. How I went from today’s inspiration to Kaiju, I’ll leave to your imagination. Enjoy!
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Jul
18
2016
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#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “Diamond Head Killer”

Diamond Head’s volcanic tuff cone loomed to Shelly’s left as she ran from her attacker toward the lighthouse, the dusk light giving Diamond Head a sinister darkness.

“Help!” she cried out repeatedly. Shelly then tripped and fell face first onto Diamond Head Road. Dazed with a broken nose, Shelly rolled onto her back to find her attacker over her with his knife raised.

*BANG* *BANG*

Shelly’s attacker stumbled and fell dead.

“United States Coast Guard! Ma’am, are you okay?”

Shelly only smiled as she laid there. So exhausted from her ordeal, Shelly couldn’t open her eyes. In pain, but alive.

United States Coast Guard to the rescue! Hoorah! Today’s inspiration was a little challenging, but I hope I pulled off a believable short for you. Enjoy!
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Jul
11
2016
0

#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “The ISS Picture”

“Hey Mike, check out this picture.”

“Oh, that is the London picture from the International Space Station. Very nice.”

“Are you sure? Check the time stamp and find out where the International Space Station was at that time.”

“You’re silly, Charlie. Why should I do that?”

“Because I said so and curiosity will get the better of you.”

“Okay, I still don’t know that this will accomplish any… thing… Oh my God.”

“Yep.”

“Are we going to tell anyone?”

“We work for NASA. No instead we’re going to church. We are going to church and pray our hearts out.”

“Right.”

Today’s inspiration was said to be taken by the ISS. I chuckle and asked myself: What if it wasn’t taken by the ISS? This is not an endorsement of a belief of an alien cover-up by our government in any way shape or form.
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Jul
04
2016
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#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “Independence Over Government”

“I still can’t believe it! After all these years!”

“Yes, the beach is nice this time of year.”

“No, you old fool! Independence Day! They celebrate the signing of the Declaration of Independence, over government! It fills my soul and why I visit every year.”

“It still annoys me to no end that some think we signed it on August 2nd.”

“Let them think all they want. We and other Americans know the truth, Thomas.”

“I guess your right, Benjamin. The Brewers are playing the Nationals today, do you want go see it?”

“Read my mind! Let’s make hast, friend!”

I can see Thomas Jefferson and Benjamin Franklin as baseball fans and beach goers. Oh, my book has come out. You can’t miss it. Enjoy!
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Jun
06
2016
0

#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “The #PointeDuHoc Guns”

A bullet flew just over the First Lieutenant’s head.

“Damn it, where are those guns?!”

“We’re still looking for them, sir.” said a Private. “However we are working on the secondary objective of building a roadblock now.”

“Good.” said the First Lieutenant as another bullet flew over his head. The First Lieutenant pointed his rifle in that direction and pulled off two rounds. Another Private came up.

“First Lieutenant, we found the guns! They are not that far away, but we have to fight our way there.”

“Then what are we waiting for? We have some Nazi guns to destroy!”

Never Forget.
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May
30
2016
0

#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “Sentinel Of The Unknowns”

“Post and orders remain as directed.”

“Orders acknowledged.” said the incoming guard.

“That’s interesting,” said the college student to no one really, after the guard change has been completed. “I don’t see rank insignia on the guards.”

“Those walking the mat do not wear insignia.” said an onlooker.

“Why?”

“So is to not outrank the unknowns.”

“Which unit are the guards from?” asked the college student to other onlooker.

“They come from the ‘Old Guard’ 3rd Infantry Regiment. It is a high honor to be one. I was once a Sentinel myself.”

The college student shook the old man’s hand.

Just a quick little story. We honor The Unknowns, but little is said about members who serve in the 3rd Infantry Regiment and guard the Tomb. So I choose to spotlight them a little. Have a safe Memorial Day, everyone.
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May
23
2016
0

#MondayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “The Pirate’s Turtle”

The sand hit the sleeping pirate’s face in the morning, yet the drunk pirate known as “Wet Hutch” did not wake up. The digging continued uninterrupted.

Another pile of wet sand hit Wet Hutch’s face and this woke the hung-over pirate up. Pulling out his sword instantly, the pirate called out:

“What’s the big idea!”

Wet Hutch soon realized that he was pointing his sword at a sea turtle digging her nest.

“Oh. Pardon ma’am.” said the pirate tipping his hat. “Old Hutchinson at your service, friends call me Wet Hutch. And this island I found is mine! Hutchinson Island!”

I have no idea if Hutchinson Island is named after a drunk pirate, but I tried to find info on that and I couldn’t information on who it is named after. Today’s inspiration is all about the Green Sea Turtle and they do lay their eggs on Hutchinson Island. Enjoy!
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