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Consistency: 08/07/2022
In Discord Challenges
Kiki
Aug 08, 2022
Word Count: 584 The study of time… Now, that doesn’t make me a sorcerer, does it? Because I certainly can’t do magic. I don’t even believe in magic! I grumble to myself as I make my way to my chambers. The gracious King Joshua has just commanded me to entertain him and his guests at tomorrow's banquet. What the hell am I even going to present?! A bunch of clocks and watches?! As I’m mumbling, I don’t notice the shadow following me until I feel a hand landing on my shoulder. Now, I am not very proud of what I did next, but it’s enough to say that my shriek could be heard from very far away, as well as the beating of my heart. I rapidly turn and put my hands up in defense. The only sound in the deserted hallway were of the books I was carrying tumbling to the ground, followed by an awkward silence. Only after I was done with all those embarrassing acts, did I notice who the dangerous shadow was: My assistant, Jessica. Who, granted, was quite dangerous and scary. “Fucking gods Jessica, you gave me a fright!” “I noticed. But it’s not my fault you’re such a chicken.” She stoically replied while arching a brow. Brushing off the invisible specks and drying my already sweaty palms on my tunic, I pitifully reply with- “I’m not chicken, you are.” “Of course not, dear.” Jessica then proceeded to mess with my hair while I fought for my life. Jessica and I have always been friends, you see. Ever since we found each other as children, she has treated me like I’m her younger sibling, always making fun of me, as well as protecting me with teeth and nails. She also likes to tell me daily how she sharpens her nails, just waiting for an opportunity to try them out on real flesh. Ew. We finally arrive at my bedroom slash office and the sounds of machinery came alive around us. While many people find it irritating to have so much noise all day long, I love it. Because it means nobody has ever been able to support them for too long and therefore, disturb me for more than a few moments. Jessica has been the only one I’ve ever turned them off for. And I do exactly that as we step inside. Sighing with relief, Jess sat down on one of the chairs and looked at me with her bright grey eyes. “So, what has got you all worked up?” “The King wants me to be his private jester when I could be doing much more than making him and his spoiled friends laugh.” I pick up one of the watches lying around and look at the pointer marking the seconds passing by. “I’ll probably just show them a bunch of these machines and to hell with it, it’s not like I can control time”. Right then we hear a bang from up above and a huge bell came crashing down. I see Jess sitting below the shadow the bell cast. In my terror, time seemed to slow to a crawl as I ran to her and crashed into her, throwing both of us out of the bell’s destructive path. One second after, the ground split where the bell fell. What the fuck just happened?! Me and Jess sat up and stared gaping like fishes at our almost death. “I guess I now have something to entertain the King and his guests.” Edit: OMG I FINISHED THIS SO CLOSE TO THE DUE TIME AAAHHH the end was so rushed :((
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Consistency: 08/06/2022
In Discord Challenges
Kiki
Aug 06, 2022
Word count: 484 "I think I've fallen in love!" I harshly whisper to my friend Charlie across the telephone. He laughs in response. "Hallelujah! Girl, you better tell me everything! But not over the phone, I gotta see your face". I groan. It's so typical of Charlie to do this, I only respond with- "Alright. Tim's place, 10 am sounds good?" "You bet. Byyeee!" I hang up the phone and throw it on my bed's covers, to only fall beside it to stare at the painted ceiling. When I was 12, I decided to paint my bedroom's ceiling with red roses and vines. My dad had helped me do it, since he's the only one in this house with any kind of artistic hand. I smile at the memory of him trying to annoy me by painting my nose green. I dry my tears as I feel them coming. My dad was the best in the whole world, but he's gone now. I unglue my eyes from the colours above me and sat up on my bed. I hear a ping across the room. I've just received a message. From who? I get up and walk towards my computer. I check my discord and- Oh. It's him. "Hey Jasmin! How r u? I've been wondering, would you like to go out sometime? Are you free this Friday? I won't have any game that day, so we could go to the park? I'll even buy you ice cream!" Oh my god. I almost fall as I trip on the carpet trying to get to my phone to call Charlie, but I safely plop on my bed snatching up the mobile and dial his number. He picks it up on the second ring. "Wow, missing me already?" "No, you fool! Jack just texted me!" "Oh sweet! What did he say?" "He asked me out!" Charlie then shrieked, giggled and almost burst my ears right then and there. Grimacing, I put the phone to my ears once more. "What should I do?" "WHAT?! Does that mean you haven't said yes yet and you're talking to me?! You're so lucky I'm not beside you right now, or else you would have a blue eye by now." Rolling my eyes, I sat down in front of my computer and stared at the message. "So, I tell him 'yes'?" Almost screaming, Charlie answered "YES!!". Breathing deeply, I start to text an answer while being berated by my best friend after writing something particularly cringe. After a good ten minutes, I end up with the following message: "Hi Jack! Yes, I would love that! Friday's good for me as well, but only if you promise to buy me a double big ice cream lol" And then me and Charlie silently waited as the message sent, was delivered, read and the tree spots appeared. "..." "Awesome! See you there with a double big ice cream then! ;)" Edit: I don't know if the prompt "start" was clear, but my inspiration was the start of Jasmin's (the MC's) love life. Which is something Jasmin clearly has no experience with.
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Consistency: 08/05/2022
In Discord Challenges
Kiki
Aug 06, 2022
Word count: 871 "Well, who knew time travelling would be possible? I did! I'm the daughter of the most incredible scientist and engineer! Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, my mother! Welcome, Dr. Rosuma Filyn." The cameras focus on the red curtains my mother gracefully parts and steps through. Her black curly hair bounces with each step, her high heels echoing in the dark wood floor as she makes her way to me. She smiles and pulls me in an embrace as the crowd behind us claps and hoots. "Hi baby" she says in my ear, before squeezing my arms and sitting down on the chair beside my table. The band and cheers die down as I sit down as well. Pride feels my chest. I look down at the cards on my table and I push them aside. "Thank you so much for being here, Dr. Rosuma." "Pleasure's all mine! I wouldn't miss this for the world." "So, how does it feel having built something so incredible as a time machine, and what are you calling it?" I start the interview I know millions of people have been waiting for. Without wasting a beat, Mom answers. "It's unfathomable really. I spent so long trying to find out the missing link, that when I did find it… it felt like an impossible dream." She pauses, breathing deeply. Scratching her palms absentmindedly, she continues. "I was thinking of calling it Agatha's Clock." "Mom!?" My exclamation left me at the same time she completed with "Surprise!" For you, it probably does not come as a shock that your mother would name something like this after her child. But that's because you don't know my mom: Her style is to always name a project after what gave her the idea to do said project. So in this instance, I was the thing that gave her the idea to first create a freaking time machine. I wonder what exactly she was thinking when she had that bright idea! "... and so I thought, why not that name?" As I was having a full blown crisis, I didn't notice that my mother had continued talking. I was still thinking, did she not want me? Is that why she made this machine? Why else would I give her that idea? "Sweetie? Is everything alright?" No. Nothing's okay. I thought. My mother had stopped talking and was looking concernedly at me. Reaching out with her hand, she touched my arm, but I shrugged it off. I felt my eyes water, but I pushed it all down and calmly replied. "No, I don't feel well". Looking at no one at all I said, "can we take a five please? Thanks" And without giving any further explanation, I got up and left. ________________________________ Five minutes later, I found myself at the terrace, hiding. Because that's what I was doing. Hiding from my mother, the cameras, even myself. I was looking to the city beyond when Mom found me with my streaked black makeup and red eyes. "Darling, what's going on? Why did you leave?" I didn't want to answer her. I knew now how stupid it all was, even though I still felt my chest cracking. I whispered the words, afraid of what would happen if I said them clearly out loud. "Did you not want me? Because… why else would you name the machine my name?" After every second, I got angrier, my chest pounding, my words getting louder. "Why would you even tell me that?! Do you know how horrible it feels to know your own mother does not want you? You should have just stayed quiet and named it something else. Now, not only do I know how much you don't love me, the world does as well." Her face was one of pure shock and horror. Slowly twisting to one of anger. Good. I thought savagely. Now we're on the same page. "First of all girl, how could you say I don't love you after all that I did for you?! Huh? Second, mind your manners! I am still your mother. Third, I have just told you why I named the machine after you!" Her fists were trembling. "You were hurt when I thought of it. You were merely a child, playing at home close to the wall when the clock fell and hit you in your head. You had a stroke and all I could think was, 'if I hadn't let you play under the clock or if I had taken down the stupid old clock off the wall, this would not have happened. If I could go back in time, I would change all of that.' And those were the reasons I created the time machine." I looked at her then. My eyes were burning again and I felt tears silently falling down my cheeks. "What I didn't tell you before, is that I changed it all already. I did what I had to do to make sure you were okay." We were hugging now, and I was wetting the whole front part of her dress. "Sorry mom." Her black hair was tickling my nose and her arms were holding me fiercely. "I love you too dear. More than you could ever imagine."
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Consistency: 08/04/2022
In Discord Challenges
Kiki
Aug 05, 2022
Word Count: 377 I feel the water rushing through my face and skin. One movement at a time, I feel like I'm flying. Even if it gets heavier with each pull of my arms and kicks of my legs I don't stop. I turn my head sideways and breathe deeply in the one second above the water. I briefly hear the cheers and the sounds of splashing water, and my heart is filled with exhilaration and anxiety. I have to finish this. I have to go faster. I push through the pain. It has to be enough. It's not. I see my competitors gaining on me. No. I let go of my air slowly through my nose. I focus on the bubbles, the lines on the bottom of the pool. I look at the other end and prepare myself for the turn. I pull my head above the water the last time and dive. The intricate turn is second nature, I'm already kicking off the wall when they get to me. I'm flying underwater again. I'm like a rocket ship going to space. I reach the surface in perfect form but my chest burns and the pressure on my head increases. I shake it off and breathe as I pull my arm above the water and pull and kick and pull and kick, over and over again. I can see the finish line clearly but I'm losing control of my body. What's happening to me? I try to continue but I'm so tired, my kicks lose their strength and my arms get slower. I hear my family screaming my name, to "go, go, go!" I see the concern in their eyes and I feel my eyes water. I always found it strange the fact that I could distinguish the tears falling from my eyes and the water that filled my goggles. I closed my eyes in that instant and just felt the water surrounding me in a warm embrace. It always felt welcoming to me. Even if sometimes It would be cold and silent, I felt It calling to me. I don't remember the first time I swam, but I definitely remember my last. I feel my head touching the wall on the other side, and nothing more ever again.
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