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FINE Word Play 7.30.14

Posted in Play — July 30, 2014

We introduced our newest source of inspiration a couple weeks ago, wherein we have a ton of fun telling a tiny story. Just a one-sentence prompt. Use it to unlock your word vault so copy can flow freely, like it was always intended to do. Continue the story in the comments section by writing the next sentence and so forth, until the telling has been told.


As though nothing had happened, he calmly wiped the back of his hand across his forehead to capture the sweat, quietly glancing at passersby, while his bruised ego trailed behind him and his missed bus sped ahead.


  1. The monster had escaped, and he had little chance of catching it now.

    Posted by Verity, July 30, 2014 | Reply

    • He paced angrily, like a caged, starving lion, until he decided what to do next, and laughed at the simplicity of it all.

      Posted by Allyson Marrs, July 30, 2014 | Reply

  2. He hailed a cab.

    Posted by Verity, July 30, 2014 | Reply

    • “To the Eastern Kangaroo Fields!” he exclaimed to the shy and unsuspecting driver.

      Posted by Emily Griffith, July 30, 2014 | Reply

  3. “Snarf,” grumbled the driver, peering back at his soon-to-be victim through the rearview mirror.

    Posted by Mehran, July 30, 2014 | Reply

  4. He had last seen the creature back in ’39, deep in the jungles of Cambodia, before the war.

    Posted by joe, July 30, 2014 | Reply

  5. He set the timer on his watch…Jasper Creeper only had eight hours to save his town.

    Posted by Ash, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  6. The infected Kangaroo would surely return to his place of birth.

    Posted by Verity, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  7. The shock of having missed the bus weighted his feet, slowing his movement. It was the first time. For twenty two years he’d been a reliable staple on the M42 crosstown creeping its way toward the East Village. Today decades were unraveling.

    Posted by Kenn, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  8. He handed 40 cents to the cab driver and stumbled out of the taxi, glancing down at the trail of blood he had left behind on the back seat.

    Posted by joe, July 31, 2014 | Reply

    • “Keep the change… you’re gonna need it to fix that mess” he said with a smirk, as his eyes directed to the now steaming pools of deteriorating leather on the seats.

      Posted by Mehran, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  9. The image of the leather suddenly reminded him of Laura. Laura, whom he had tried to forget. Laura, from a lifetime ago.

    Posted by Verity, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  10. The sight of the mangled, decaying corpse in the weeded backlot of the abandoned sugar factory, quickly threw his mind into the present — the creature must be near.

    Posted by joe, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  11. He reached to his belt and quickly drew his butterfly knife.

    Posted by Verity, July 31, 2014 | Reply

    • The horrified cabbie, still lingering in the distance, hit the gas pedal and sped away as Jasper gently glided the edge of the blade across his palm – with ruptured skin and blood trickling in the air, he thought to himself “the bait’s been set, mate.”

      Posted by Mehran, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  12. Though it was needless self-injury, the smell of blood was still wickedly pleasant to the creature as it observed the unknowing Jasper.

    Posted by Sarah Mackenzie, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  13. The creature ran its tongue along his teeth as it stood up on its hindquarters, getting ready to pounce.

    Posted by Verity, July 31, 2014 | Reply

    • But to Jasper’s sheer astonishment, the monster flew over his head, a resounding crack flying through the air as it landed on its new victim, the one it had been watching carefully.

      Posted by Allyson Marrs, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  14. The creature had mutated and grown over the years, it’s scaly body a grotesque, misshapen monstrosity that confirmed Jasper’s deepest fears — the lab experiments had gone hideously awry.

    Posted by joe, July 31, 2014 | Reply

    • The same elephantiasis that Dr. Rangoul had afflicted Jasper’s nether-regions with, had also affected the beast, whose sharp talons now spanned several car-lengths.

      Posted by Mehran, July 31, 2014 | Reply

  15. Laura had been right after all.

    Posted by Verity, July 31, 2014 | Reply

    • She knew Rangoul’s plan to rid Jasper of her, and all his other multiple personalities, would come at an even bigger cost.

      Posted by Mehran, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  16. “My God!” Jasper whispered, the small child’s body lay limp on the ground, the creature towering over his small frame.

    Posted by Ash, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  17. Realizing the folly in trying to save the child’s life, he hobbled into the crumbling factory, filled with the stench of death and decay.

    Posted by joe, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  18. In the darkness, the creature’s children watched.

    Posted by Verity, August 1, 2014 | Reply

    • Jasper surveyed the desolate space, inspecting all the rusted candy-making apparatus, and couldn’t shake the sense that he’d stepped into some bizzare, twisted, industrialized-version of Hansel and Gretel’s nightmare fortress.

      Posted by Mehran, August 1, 2014 | Reply

      • The faint sound of children’s rhymes began to fill the air. They called to him, drove him deeper into the building. He was helpless to their desire.

        Posted by fmadmin, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  19. He opened a door and there, in the center of a well-lit room, lay a banana, grinning at him.

    Posted by alex, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  20. A foul, small, tentacled creature with a human head rapidly scuttered across the floor in the shadows by some rusting machinery, leaving behind a fetid trail of ooze.

    Posted by joe, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  21. Time was running out…he must stop it from spreading before the portal opened, or all would be lost. He pictured it all playing out in his mind…how long would it take to envelop everything into this nightmare?

    Posted by Ash, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  22. His sanity started to crumble like a cliff face falling into the ocean.

    Posted by Verity, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  23. He knew the old taffy factory had a massive furnace in the basement. If he could just get down there in time he could blow them all back to hell!

    Posted by Ash, August 1, 2014 | Reply

    • As Jasper raced toward the furnace, the sound of echoing footsteps trailed his every move.

      Posted by Mehran, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  24. Visions of unspeakable horror flashed back in his head as he descended the rickety stairs — he had spent 3 years in the mental asylum in the late 40s barely escaping with his sanity intact after dealing with the same unholy brethren of creatures in the back woods of Brisbane.

    Posted by joe, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  25. He thought those days were gone, long gone – but as he reached the bottom of the stairs, thousands of glowing eyes filled his sight and mind, all blinking in tandem.

    Posted by Verity, August 1, 2014 | Reply

    • Sensing their imminent attack, Jasper dashed through the main basement hall, and using all his momentum and velocity, knocked down the steel door to the furnace room only to discover it was filled with super-adhesive taffy.

      Posted by Mehran, August 1, 2014 | Reply

  26. Jasper momentarily lost focus as he noticed the decorative Victorian era branding on the riveted, colossal furnace.

    Posted by joe, August 4, 2014 | Reply

  27. Jasper fidgeted with the rickety valves on the ancient pressure furnace. As the belly of the beast started to grumble and moan, he turned to flee the basement. Could he escape in time, would he meet the same fate as the creatures all around him, or did he deserve to die? After all this was all his fault.

    Posted by Ash, August 4, 2014 | Reply

    • As if by some cruel and perverse fate, the answer to Jasper’s internal questions of worthiness were seemingly answered as he accidentally stepped into a pool of quicksand-like taffy, slowly sucking him into the furnace room floor.

      Posted by Mehran, August 4, 2014 | Reply

      • The taffy was laced with the same chemical compound Jasper had dedicated his life to destroying. He began to hallucinate. Visions of failed sexual exploits and past-due electric bills flooded his mind as he sank deeper into the sweet, hot mess.

        Posted by Christen, August 4, 2014 | Reply

  28. Laura?…is that you?

    Posted by Ash, August 5, 2014 | Reply

  29. As the taffy filled his lungs, the black nothingness of death engulfed him.

    Posted by Verity, August 13, 2014 | Reply

    • Epilogue:
      Some folks said they could feel the blast all the way from Bangor, or so my father told me, but heck that was 20 years ago and ever since that explosion our sleepy little town has seemed more like a little taste of heaven than a gateway to hell.

      Posted by Ash, August 14, 2014 | Reply

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