Five-word Story

[BeenThere...DoneThat...]

And before I story tonight...
let's get the details right...
I'm Bee Tee Dee Tee,
not Bee Dee Tee Dee,
as you're inclined to cite...

[Virgil Showlion]

(You'll be called whatever we want to call you, B... T... X... T... X... ... whatever. )
^{(*mumble* *grumble* ...genderless ingrate... *grumble* ...doesn't appreciate everything we do for it... *mumble*)}

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Little did Moon realize that
tonight the bowers of the
willow were concealing a dark
malefactor, his cold, feral eyes
riveted on her every move.

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It was Virgil! Lurking there
in the dark shadows - his
eyes aglow with the color
of amber. He was waiting
silently for Moonbeam to approach.

[Virgil Showlion]

He desperately needed her help.
"Moon! I'm being chased-- AEIIIII!"
Virgil clutched his pepper-sprayed face
and ran screaming toward the
SuperStore. But another actor lurked...

[Virgil Showlion]

Only Moon remained, feeling unsettled.
Something was watching her--she
couldn't shake the feeling. It
persisted even as she pulled
out of the parking lot onto

[Virgil Showlion]

It wasn't his toothy grin
that unsettled Moon the most,
or the cold, lambent glow
of his single headlight. His
eyes. Something... inhuman about them.

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"EFCO is an alien!" cried
Lassie. "That would explain his
constant morphing into other entities."
But what was his evil
plan? To whisk Moon away?

[Virgil Showlion]

Or was he trying to
warn her? Moon didn't care.
She floored the accelerator, leaving
EFCO far behind. Breathing a
sigh of relief. Until... THUD!

[Virgil Showlion]

("hovercraft" ... hu... wha...? )

creature growled. It was befurred,
digitigrade, easily half again as
tall as a human. Its
fur was black and bristled.
A wolf! Moon thought, backing

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..away slowly so as not
to startle the beast into
attack mode. She looked for
an escape route. Alas she
was trapped.....Nowhere to run.....

[Virgil Showlion]

The wolf--was it a
wolf?--seemed to be reanimating
before her eyes. Rising. Releasing
a thunderous growl. Moon fumbled
for the door handle but

[Virgil Showlion]

The sunroof! She jumped to
reach it. Her hands found
purchase against the lip. But
as she pulled herself up,
she felt powerful jaws bite

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"Damn mosquito", she cried out
As she lithely slipped into
The Civic's sunroof. Safe at
last! She slipped the key
into the ignition and started ...

[Virgil Showlion]

she felt a twinge in
her left calf. Probing the
area with her fingers revealed
a puncture wound. The creature
had managed to bite her.

[BeenThere...DoneThat...]

"Drat! I just shaved, too!
Now I must rethink outfits
for tonight's high school prom...
what would work for legs
with a fresh puncture wound?"

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"Wearing a tuxedo" suggested Lassie -
"or long dress - problem solved".
"Now what kind of mosquito
leaves a bite so large
to look like a dog's?"

[Virgil Showlion]

"I don't know," replied Lassie.
"It almost seemed— I... swear
I saw BTDT for a
moment." She looked down. "What's
important is you got away."

[ՏՇԾԵԵʅՏɧ_LԹՏՏʅҼ]

their attention back to BTDT.
"Tuxedo it is!" Said Lassie.
"With a silk blouse too.
Now where were we before
we were sidetracked once again?"

[Opti]

Aug 19, 2011 1:06:01 GMT -5 @insurancegal said:

the Civic hovercraft's doors were
aftermarket. The handle broke off
into Moon's hand. She panicked,
but only for a moment.
"Wait a minute," she said...

(Loved the aftermarket reference! ;D)


When did this five word story morph into more than five words?

[Virgil Showlion]

When did this five word story morph into more than five words?

Gradually. We started out with multiple 5-word concurrent posts. Then when that got tiresome we just started concatenating multiple 5-word lines into multiline stanzas. Writing a story 5 words at a time makes it impossible to write anything but gibberish. That was cute for a while, but we moved to something that gives us a bit more creative license.

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"Let's just try to forget
it," Moon said. "Get changed,
hit the prom as planned."
"Are you sure you're OK?"
"I fee— ... nothing... I'm fine."

[ՏՇԾԵԵʅՏɧ_LԹՏՏʅҼ]

When did this five word story morph into more than five words?

It's now five lines of five words per line (a cinquain)?

"Let's just try to forget
it," Moon said. "Get changed,
hit the prom as planned."
"Are you sure you're OK?"
"I fee— ... nothing... I'm fine."

[Virgil Showlion]

"Yeah." Moon replied listlessly. "Really
hungry for some reason, though.
I need some protein. I'm'a
go see if they've set
up a snack table somewhere."

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"Snacks, shmacks" said Iggy breathlessly.
"I heard Arch spiked the punch"
"This party's gonna rock now".
Lass grabbed a sandwich and
shoved it in Moon's mouth.

[Virgil Showlion]

Moon flung it back at
her friend. "Rrahh! This is
cheese. I need meat. Meat!"
Then, noticing Lassie's hurt look,
she shrunk back and apologized.

[ՏՇԾԵԵʅՏɧ_LԹՏՏʅҼ]

Lassie tossed it aside and
grabbed a roast beef on
rye. Moon gobbled it down
and quickly recovered. "Let's get
this party started" she wailed.

[Virgil Showlion]

"Are you... feeling OK?" Iggy
asked, cupping a hand on
Moon's shoulder. Moon jerked as
though she'd been electrocuted. She
pivoted and glared at Iggy.

[Virgil Showlion]

music to give the party-goers
a breather. A congregation formed
around the buffet table and,
taking notice, Moon plowed in
to gain access. Meat. ... Must...

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have....meat!" She roared again.
Grabbing a plate, she loaded
it up with all the
cold cuts she could snag
before the others dove in.

[ՏՇԾԵԵʅՏɧ_LԹՏՏʅҼ]

..to be two small puncture
wounds. "Strange", she thought silently...
"Virgil's lateral incisors look like
they'd fit that bite pattern
perfectly. This looks very suspicious."

[Virgil Showlion]

"Psst." Iggy heard a whisper.
It was Archie, crouched under
the table. He waved for
her to come join him.
"Iggy. Thank goodness. Something weird