Saturday, April 25, 2015

Session April 25, 2015



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"Tom slammed the door in Bruno's face. He would later regret this show of emotion."
by PV

Of course Bruno was not easily cowed or dispatched - these recriminatory thoughts ranged quickly across his mind as Tom slammed the door in Bruno's face. He would later regret this show of emotion.

Bruna wasn't able for the moment to pick up his crown. But would leave it to Tom.  Humans were so volatile. Bruno's antenna picked up a myriad of conflicting emotions from Tom. He had to become more cognizant of the minefield of emotions he had to pass through. Tom was incredibly smart. After all, it was his construction and activation of a stellar gateway that had freed Bruno from the vagaries of the neutron star approaching the hive planet. Since his former agreement with one's fellow inhabitants was effortless, this experience with Tom took a while to wrap his antennae around. And all he did was suggest less salt in his eggs. Of course he was no amateur master chef like Tom. Still, Bruno said to himself, I should not have thrown up.





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"The crew did everything hey could but it was not possible to save the vessel."
by TNT

"Have camera will travel," the ad said. I am young, 27, adventurous and educated. Looking for people doing interesting stuff that I can document with the plan of publishing the photos in journalists magazines or in a book. I have experience in safaris and trekking in Nepal and Borneo.

The Captain of the Zephyr, a lovely new yacht bought by a millionaire for his son, was ready to sail. He needed more crew members. They were headed for Hawaii from San Francisco - then planned to venture on towards Polynesia and Easter Island. The millionaire's son was flying out to Hawaii to meet the yacht there. His name was Richard Helms and he was bringing his lady friend Mrs. Hazeltine, an oceanographer, and Dirk, his best friend from college, a biologist. They were all excited about this trip.

They met the photographer and signed him on board as the other crew members worked feverishly to ready the yacht. It gleamed with polish and the beauty of the ship made all eyes at the harbor turn toward the boat with envy and admiration. As the photo journalist clicked away and Richard, Dirk and Ms. Hazeltine looked on, the boat began rapidly to sink. The crew did everything they could but it was not possible to save the vessel.

It was impossible that a new boat would suddenly sink like that. The crew swam to the dock.  What happened? They would have to bring up the boat and check for the problem.  After that. they found out the photographer had left the ports open.





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"She leaned close to the intercom and said “Thank you for your order.”
by RC

Tobias was not your average Olympic athelete (if there is even an average in this field); he always went way, way  overboard. This had  been his proclivity for his entire life. When he was only three, he had jumped into a swimming pool, although why his mother had allowed him to wander close to it was never known, and to everyone’s amazement he had immediately started swimming. Some said that he was probably a great swimmer in his past life, others that he was merely a child prodigy—one in a million who come along now and then.

When he was six, Tobias had climbed a very high tree which grew beside an abandoned coal pit that had filled in with water and was probably about fifty feet or more deep. Yes, you guessed it, he jumped in. It was probably to no one’s surprise that when Tobias was fourteen he decided to be an olympic diver and swimmer both. He did well, entering his first Olympics at age sixteen and breaking the world’s record for the number of gold medals in swimming and diving.

However, when he was twenty-three and wanted to go to New York and try something totally unheard of,  his family balked. The police in N.Y. balked. The news media balked. But Tobias walked. It so happened that Tobias was always hungry after his diving or swimming escapades, so he brought his cell phone with him to the top floor. There was a fast food outlet on the street level, and Tobias ordered their burger and fries combo using his cell phone.


Tobias was not crazy—quite. He had placed a portable pool on the sidewalk. He simply ordered and jumped. He did not hear the girl at the burger place respond. She leaned close to the intercom and said “Thank you for your order.”





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Aloysius ate pizza until it was coming out of his ears.
By CC

Aloysius and Martin were the first clones that Henry P. Walford made in his basement, and they never stopped berating him for his errors. “That cretin Walford,” Martin would shout. “Merging human DNA with his Shar Pei’s!”

But what was done, was done, and the twins, such as they thought of themselves, got on with life. Aloysius decided to grow a moustache and wear a beret to distinguish himself from Martin, who was decidedly uninterested in self-adornment.

Martin also was a foodie, who constantly whined to Henry until he was served plates of Bruschetta with tomato and basil, whereas Aloysius ate pizza until it was coming out of his ears.

One day the twins decided to take a walk. They nudged open the front door and went to the gate. Martin stood on his hind legs and worked the catch with his teeth until it opened. They trotted down to the corner store and stood outside, looking through the window glass, until the Barney White, the proprietor, opened the door. “Oh, it’s you two,” he said, letting them in. “Yes, Martin, your cheroots finally came in,” he said, walking back towards the counter.


“Could you light one for me?” asked Martin, which was part of the ritual he enjoyed with Barney on afternoons like this. Aloysius just rooted around in the candy stack until he found the Almond Joys. Later, after Martin’s breath had cleared, they went home again.

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Session April 11, 2015 This time we used only one photo, with different prompts.




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“It happened one night while they were sleeping.”
By RC

It happened one night while they were sleeping. The city had gone to sleep with a serene moon in the sky and lots of stars—the air was surprisingly clear. This alone should have alerted someone that the fabric of the universe was stretched in certain parts, at least that part of it where they existed. This had happened before. Some of the old men and women recalled the visitor they had had so long ago. One moment he had not been there, the next he had. He had caused quite a disturbance for their society for the short time he had been there.

Things had not changed so much since then, although they had a more technological society: cars, boats, tree-lined streets—all that sort of thing. But it was still upsetting to get up in the morning, look out the window, or go for a stroll with the kids—perhaps a drive—and see that...that creature in the lake. The society had advanced weapons now too, but who could think of using them for this situation? They said later that this had not happened before. First of all, it was a male then. He did relieve himself on a few of their buildings, but this was entirely different. She was stark, raving naked and actually bathing in the lake, as if she was at home in her tub! Fortunately, only her knees and the top part of her head were above water, and the town council immediately ordered all the children and everyone not absolutely essential indoors.

Lilliput had some experience with this kind of thing, so the firemen immediately went for the ropes, to haul the giant woman out of the lake. They, at least, were looking forward to their distasteful job.

•••

“He thought about going back to school, then decided he was too old.”
By CC

Dieter was at a crossroads. He was suspended from his job at the sausage factory for being too inventive with his casings. He thought it showcased his creative ability, and was astounded when they reacted so strongly to his use of women’s nylons instead of the disgusting biological things he was supposed to use. Well, it was time to go boating. He always did his best thinking on the water. It was shocking to go bare-legged anymore but the day was warm and nobody would notice his hairy pale legs, so he peeled off his nylons and found a pair of shorts. Then he went down to the Rhine and fired up the motorboat. He headed out onto the river.

He had been motoring for about half an hour before he saw her. Lutanan, the Goddess of the Rhine! She was bathing in the river with a contemplative look. Her stillness and poise reverberated in his heart. He cut the engine and floated nearby. He thought about going back to school, then decided he was too old. Lutana would guide him. From her profound poise he got the impression that he needed to go back to the sausage factory and blow it up. At first the idea shocked him. Then he decided it was worth the effort. If a goddess advised it, who was he to question?

After he had done it, the day went down in history. Every year the city celebrated Bratwurst Day, the day when cooked bratwurst had rained down like manna across the entire village. Nobody knew that Dieter was responsible, but he didn’t mind: He got a pension like all the rest of the sausage factory workers, and lived the rest of his life happily cross dressing.

***

"The bear shook their tent violently as they tried to load the shotgun."
by PV

Well, they thought, just more improbables. I thought the liberty statue was more upstanding, but it's not here now. The French, distressed over her condition, came up with something somewhat relevant in style - or perhaps the Reubens, so famous for her voluptuous, gay, brightly dressed young women. There was a Russian circus bear in town that apparently understood quite well their disparaging remarks. Their friends were safe in their boat but they stupidly thought to hide in their tent. The was no dim-eyed bear and even with a muzzle was some beast to argue with. The bear shook their tent violently as they tried to load the shotgun.

***

"Darling," she called from the kitchen. "Do you want to invite the Smiths tonight?"
by BG

The Jones were going to barbecue later on. Janie was putting the finishing touches on the meal they had planned earlier. The meat was in the marinade, the salads were complete and in the fridge, and she had just wrapped the garlic bread in foil. Her husband Roy was on the patio arranging his supplies near the grill. 

"Darling," she called from the kitchen. "Do you want to invite the Smiths tonight?"  He thought about it for a moment. They were really nice folks and they were kind of fun to include at a gathering. However, as he glanced across to the park adjacent to their back yard and saw Mrs. Smith sunbathing in the lake, he had to veto the invite. 

"I'm sorry, honey, we just don't have the cash to run out and pick up an extra side of beef to feet Betty & Bob. We can invite them when we do our annual bathtub of spaghetti night."


***

"Ricardo ran down the stairs so quickly that he slipped and fell, knocking himself senseless."
by GS

Ricardo ran down the stairs so quickly that he slipped and fell, knocking himself senseless. When he woke up he found himself floating on a tube in the lake, not too far from a giant woman taking a bath. There were gawkers watching from their boat and lots of others along the shore. Ricardo was extremely befuddled. He had no idea how he had gotten into the lake blocks from his apartment, but figured there had to be a logical explanation. He swam over to the woman and started asking questions. It turned out that she, too, had no idea how she got there or why she was so large. Her attitude was relaxed and accepting, not worrying about finding logical explanations. They decided to go for a cup of coffee to discuss their predicament, if that's what it was. Finding a suitable coffee house for a giant proved insurmountable so they settled on picking up some wine and sitting in the park. After a suitable interlude, Ricardo felt emboldened and suggested they explore their sexual urges. A crowd quickly gathered to watch their antics. Soon the police arrived and dragged Ricardo to the squad car. Along the way Ricardo tripped on the curb and knocked himself senseless. When he woke up he found himself alone at the bottom of his stairs. He was extremely befuddled again.

***

"He had never kept livestock before and had many worried nights."
by TNT

The Giantess in the River

They looked at her - she looked at them. "What are you doing in our river, Mademoiselle?" they gasped.

"Well, I'm bathing of course! The Olympic Piscene wasn't quite big enough for me."

"But, Mademoiselle - you can't use the Seine to bathe in - it isn't sanitary!"

"The river is full of mud and debris," she conceded. but after I wash my hair with my ten gallons of shampoo, I think it will smell a lot better."

The French people in the boat sniffed disapprovingly. This was highly irregular. There must be a law against giantesses bathing in the Seine. The man lived downstream and had a dairy farm. He was worried about the water quality. He didn't think her shampoo would agree with his cows. He had never kept livestock before and had many worried nights. Now there was something to really worry about.

The lady - his wife - was a prude and didn't think it proper for naked giantesses to use the river to bathe in. When the giant stood up, she would be naked and taller than the Arc de Triumph or Eiffel Tower. Just imagine the traffic - the screeching tires, peugeots bumping into taxis bumping into citroens - as they viewed the Mademoiselle standing up.

"Mademoiselle?" she asked. "Do you have a towel?"