100 WW ~ Combat ready #100ww

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“This is what’s wrong with today’s military” Lieutenant Vrill gasped. “NO communication. Then WE get screwed” Vrill was correct in his current observation. His platoon of trained commandos were the best there was. Their orders were to do reconnaissance for the eventual attack.  “Sir?” Private Krill  forced out. “I don’t think they predicted-Vrill shook angrily in place “PREDICTED WHAT, PRIVATE?” Krill nervously answered, “Well,..how could anyone predict that we would land on our backs when we left the ship?” Vrill shook even more yelling back “SHADDUP, PRIVATE!” as the five alien soldiers remained unable to get up in a combat position.

(100 words)

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This was written for the 100 WW prompt from, Bikurgurl. For rules please refer here. 

FOWC with Fandago ~ Pleasing Ginger #FOWC

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Sydney and Ginger were always fighting on the set. Usually, it ended in one of them storming off in some furious mood not wanting to deal with the other at all. Today’s display was your typical, often repeated “I refuse to do that scene” argument. They both shared quite a history together, having worked on over forty adult films. Sydney was the creative force behind the camera while Ginger was always the star attraction.

“But, baby it’s an important part of the movie. It’s when Princess Dumee takes over the kingdom of the three planets by pleasing all three kings” Sydney pleaded with Ginger, as he followed her frantically past other sets filming their own separate productions.

“You must think I’m some kind of idiot, Sydney. We’ve been over this before. I only do one-on-one scenes. I ain’t going with three guys at one time.” Ginger snapped as she turned to confront Sydney. She stood up straight, lifted her chin up and proclaimed. “I am a serious actress and I only work with other serious actors!”

Sydney stepped towards her. He knew she had to be calmed down. Usually, when they argued and depending on who started it, Sydney would shake some new jewelry at Ginger or She would shake her fake breasts at him. Both of these methods always proved to be effective in ending all conflicts. But this time, Sydney had never seen her this upset.

“Honeybee, I know you’re not an idiot.” He took off his signature over-sized sunglasses. “And I know you’re a serious actress. Why, I would put you in a scene right alongside Brando, DeNiro and Nicholson!”

Ginger smiled at Sydney, her face now glowing with confidence. “Why didn’t you tell me from the beginning that those are the guys in the scene? Come on, lets go do this. I’ve always wanted to meet those LEGENDS!”  She walked proudly back to the set, already stripping off her clothes.

Sydney stood there for a moment, just watching her. Of course, those weren’t the REAL acting who would be filming the scene with Ginger. He simply didn’t have the heart to tell her the truth after he saw that gleam in her eye. He couldn’t never hurt the feelings of the woman he loved and married.

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Written fro FANDANGO’S ONE-WORD-CHALLENGE: SHAKE. 

Twittering Tales #141 ~ Sal’s head #twitteringtales

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Liz thought she would give Sal another ten minutes. He had already been gone for an hour. She knew he was cheating. What better trap than letting him overhear her talk of women tanning nude under the marble bridge. Liz knew he would get his fat head stuck between the stone glancing a peek.

(299 characters)

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This 299-character short was written for Twittering Tales #141

Crazy Babe~#FFFC, #Humor, #themagicshop

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To be honest with you, she’s really a pain in the ass. You probably think differently. You look at her as some hot looking  babe who might be great in bed.  Yeah, I know how all you uprights think.  Most of you think with your crotches first. The problem that I have with her is that, its four in the morning and she’s playing that damn flute again. This has been going on daily now for three and half weeks.  She had showed up a month ago, wearing some nasty looking shower curtain and no shoes. Who does this? Have you ever walked in a forest with bare feet?  There’s all kinds of nasty stuff down here.  Anyway, she stepped out into this clearing and takes out this flute.  Alright, I’ll admit it-the music, at first was nice. BUT, NOW ITS DRIVING US GOATS CRAZY!

You don’t think its a big deal? Fine…how about I visit your bedroom tonight say, around 3 AM and start playing some frigging wind instrument right in your face. Maybe then you’ll know the living Hell that us goats are going through with this crazy babe in the forest.

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For Fandago’s new Flash Fiction Challenge