Friday, July 1, 2016

The Little Mermaid Where the Mermaids are Feral and Eat Humans (4 min):

 Fun and Frisky Recent Writing Prompt.

The little mermaid sat on the sand and tears streaked down her face. She thought that it would be so much easier to catch men and eat them on land, but without her voice and her siren song, it was proving difficult to lure lone men to their deaths. She had never really cried before or felt the salty sting of the tears on her face for the ocean’s waters had always washed them away as soon as the tears left her eyes. She was marveling at the sensation when she heard a horrific noise akin to a giant squid being macerated in the jaws of an orca. She turned and saw a man stumbling down the beach towards her. After a few moments she realized that he was trying to sing. The sound hurt her ears. He got closer and then peered down at her with blurry eyes. “Well now Love, what are crying about?” A smile curled the corners of the little mermaid’s mouth. So tears will also attract men, she thought, and lunged.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

The Consequences of that Demonstration for Good or Ill

Part 3 of 3 of a multipart prompt.

The smart thing to do would’ve been to laugh and give a wink towards the man who had been heckling Katrina earlier, fling the hand backstage, and then immediately pull something else out of the hat to distract the audience. That would’ve been the smart thing. What Katrina actually did was drop the hat and chuck the hand away from her as fast and as hard as she could, right into the audience. The chaos was rapid and complete. The audience was no longer an audience, it was a hysterical mob. Katrina watched in horror as grown men trampled little old ladies in their haste to get just a little bit further from the severed hand. Women screamed, some fainted, their children getting swept away in the tide of patrons trying to exit the theater. Katrina backed up slowly and slipped behind the curtain.

Monday, October 26, 2015

A Demonstration of Good Faith

Warning: Some gore.

Part 2 of a 3 part prompt.

“It’s fine, it’s fine, we just need a few more minutes.” Simon appeared way to calm for the situation.

“What am I supposed to do for a few more minutes?” Katrina threw her arms wide for emphasis.

Simon glanced around and then plucked up the blood spattered top hot. Wiping it off with the cast-offs from the “never-ending handkerchief”, he handed it to Katrina. “Magic.”

Reluctantly, she took the black hat. It was heavy, like it was filled with lead, and immediately she had to put a hand under it to keep the brim from slipping out of her grasp. “What the hell do you mean magic? I’m a stage hand, not a magician!”

Saturday, October 17, 2015

A Difficult Explanation to a Suspicious Audience

Warning: Strong Language.

Part 1 of a 3 part prompt.

Simon shoved Katrina out in front of the curtain. The audience murmured in alarm under the house lights. Only a few patrons had noticed her. Fighting the urge to flee, she swallowed hard and made ready her performance voice.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Let me assure you that it is but a minor technical difficulty that is holding up our performance for you tonight, and that we are doing everything that we can to remedy the issue and continue the performance.”

The crowd quieted some, but not everyone was satisfied.

“That guy lost a hand! I saw it! How’s he going to do the rest of the magic show with one hand!?”

Katrina stiffened, but kept the placating smile on her face. “Sir, please. A minor technical difficulty is what we are dealing with.”

“Minor amputation is more like it!”

“Please, sirs, ladies, take you seats. I assure you that the performance will be continuing in just a few moments. Thank you for your patience.” Katrina ducked back behind the curtain. “Dammit Simon! They’re not buying it.”