TWTT EP54 - Freeform Banter, E3 2016 & Mild Tohubohu

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Flash Fiction: Arts, Crafts, And Curiosities

“Wow, Tamara, you’ve really invested a lot into your business and it shows! The new logo and print materials look fantastic.. And the new chairs and marble counters are really snazzy! You even got a new telephone system installed, I see.”, Greg said enthusiastically as he explored the new store front for his friend’s budding startup.

Tamara responded, “Thank you! I believe that, in business, you have to spend money to make money. That’s the epitome of professionalism.”

One of the shiny new VOIP telephone units started to ring. It lit up and produced a lovely sound reminiscent of an Eric Satie melody.

“Hold on Greg, let me get this,” Tamara picked up the phone and put on her best smile, “Tamara’s Crafts & Curiosities, what can I create for you today?”

Tamara’s facial expression changed from enthusiastic to borderline vomit-yielding grimmace.

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Poking Holes in Your Lovely Little Tank by @StartYourNovel

Poking Holes in Your Lovely Little Tank

FlasFiction

by John Magnet Bell
@startyournovel

John Magnet Bell

 

Marcellina had a man living in the cellar, a man running from the Germans in black. Half the village concealed the fact from the other half, and especially from the curate’s governess, with her fear of the old religion. For the man dealt in curses and philters. 

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Chameleon Collector

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Elfblood Tastes Like Honey by @StartYourNovel

 

Elfblood Tastes Like Honey

FlasFiction

by John Magnet Bell
@startyournovel

 

John Magnet Bell

 

 

Ko’s father returned to the village with a string of mouthwater glimmering on his beard and a mad glee in his eyes.


“Little people,” he told Ko. “In the forest.” He rubbed his belly, bit his underlip and nodded.
Ko went ahhh.

“They build houses now,” said father. “We wait.”

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Honosuke

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Google+: JMBell
Tumblr: http://johnmagnetbell.tumblr.com/
Website: Start Your Novel

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The Challenge

 

Road Rage of Aquarius by @StartYourNovel

Road Rage of Aquarius


FlasFiction


by John Magnet Bell
@startyournovel

John Magnet Bell

Karl Kustom Corvette Coupe 1960 Style 2

You drive too fast, Malcolm, and you hate everyone. You refuse to acknowledge this is a problem. 

“Shut up, car,” said Malcolm.

Warning: You’ve exceeded your monthly minutes of manual driving. Lock steering wheel in 3, 2…


“Override. 4167 B.”


Warning: Seven manual-drive vehicles detected.


Malcolm’s middle finger itched already.


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Notes

Yes, I got my title from The 5th Dimension song, “Aquarius/Let the Sunshine in” and yes, I watched The 40-Year-Old Virgin and had a good laugh, loved that they included this song at the end of the movie.

The astrological Age of Aquarius is the age of electricity, computers, democracy, humanism, rebellion, nervous disorders…

… I look forward to the Age of Capricorn.

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Tumblr: http://johnmagnetbell.tumblr.com/
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The Next Step by John Magnet Bell

The Next Step by John Magnet Bell

 

Flash Fiction: Fisher-Price, My First Spaceship

Odalis walloped a big shiny sphere with her mallet.  She was annoyed by the flashing yellow lights connect to the sphere via an intricate network of heavy-gauged, metal-mesh-shielded cables.  The yellow lights winced ever so slighly with each wallop.  The Floppy Dongle, a ship intended for cargo hauls and extended travel, started to rattle slightly.

“I don’t think that will fix it,” Tom commented with quite a bit of snark.

“What would you know, pencil pusher?” asked Odalis, arms crossed in a challenging pose.

Odalis continued to show the sphere who the boss was.  This time, her banging was harder and more frequent.  Tom sat, legs crossed as he sat on a crate full of spare parts.  His eyes were squinted towards Odalis in a pensive, judgemental gaze.  His coy smile was inviting to a swift punch or at least a sneaky spitball.

“Weeeelllll…  I know enough to say this starship and your crew is not up to spec, and you know what that means: you have limited access to UNDSA sectors.”

Shane barged in with his usual wide-stanced penguin waddle.  Unlike Odalis, Shane had no tool belt or high-tech aides handy.  He preferred to travel “light”.

Shane blurted out, “You know, your body looks mighty nice with all that sweat glistening.”

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Flash Fiction: Elyria in February by @emmasuzieq

Flash Fiction: Elyria in February by @emmasuzieq

FlasFiction

by Emma Harper
@emmasuzieq

Emma Harper

Ketel One

Scott and Lisa rang in their first Valentine’s Day at an all-you-can eat sushi joint in Elyria, Ohio. It was their second date. Lisa took two shots of Ketel One from a dixie cup in the bathroom first to calm her nerves. She felt much better after that.

Scott threw up in the bathroom right after they ordered their food. Lisa thought he had snuck off to ask the waiter to bring a special dessert later on.

Occasionally during dinner Lisa would get self-conscious and purse her lips because she thought it made her face look prettier. Scott thought perhaps she had bitten the inside of her mouth, the poor thing.

Lisa was confused when dessert never arrived. She proposed that they stop for ice cream on their way home because she had gotten herself so set on the idea. Scott figured it was to numb the inside of her cheeks.

They shared mint chocolate chip and coconut and the hope that the other would always find them that beautiful.


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How I made a Million streaming my game on Twitch @GeekyAntics #zombies

How I made a million streaming my game on Twitch

FlasFiction

by Stan Faryna
@Faryna

Stan Faryna & The Blue Sky - Stan The Marketing Man!

“How about six,” asked Anca.
“No,” replied George in private chat.
“Six incoming.”
“we don’t want it.”

“Make that a train.”
“No trains. Take it somewhere else.”
George switched out his sniper rifle for an AK74. He opened fire from a fire escape and took down a dozen wild dogs on Anca’s heels. The sound was deafening. The online audience (the stream) watching George’s game on Twitch complained loudly.
Kitty Karla (Moderator): “Snap – my ears are bleeding!”

Charly Gainsbourg (Subscriber): A little advance warning would be nice.

Grey Kim (Super Fan): “Thanks for blowing out my speakers.”

Matthias Müller (OP): !Songrequest GOTCHA247CH1

Sebastien Nobunaga (Heroic Fan): Sniper 9 O Clock. Window with white shutters.

MiniMe: Sebastien Nobunaga has earned one achievement point.
“Sorry about that,” George replied in stream as he switched back to his sniper rifle and fired at a shadow in a sixth floor window across the alley.
The shadow dropped and the kill was confirmed by the experience gain.
George’s face and naked upper body appeared in a pop up window on the stream view. He looked just like his game avatar – a sexy, bad ass with a strong jaw. Under his bottom lip, a spiderman spider tattoo looked like it was crawling up toward his mouth. George winked, gave two thumbs up and the pop up disappeared.
George Sketch Crop
“Good spotting,” George told the stream.

In the alley below, John called out the formations. BMZ1, KFA2, and Flame On. Anca pushed through the firing lines and kept going. She wasn’t sticking around for this train wreck.
“No woman, no cry,” George told the stream.

MiniMe, an automated stream bot, translated John’s commands in George’s stream:
BMZ1: Shotguns in front and on knees
KFA2: Klashnikov’s Full Auto
Flame On: Flame Throwers gear up
Cyprus Hill’s song, Insane in the Membrane, started to play in stream as the crowd of zombies lurched forward into the alley. George raised his arms and swayed to the music.Down below, the shotguns and klashnikovs roared as zombie corpses piled up.Sleazy, another automated stream bot, texted George’s stream subscription details:
1-Subscriber: 5 Euro/Month
2-Super Fan: Subscription + Total Donations of 300 Euro in past three months [benefits]
3-Heroic Fan: Subscription + 10 Achievements in past three months [benefits] 4-Legendary: Subscription + Total donations >500 Euro; >20 Achievments [benefits]
5- OP: Subscription + Total Donations >1000 Euro and >100 Achievements [benefits]
6- Troll: Subscription and >20 Penalties
Shouts of OOA (Out of Ammo) flooded the battle group channel.

Three Flame Throwers moved to the front as the rifle and shotgun teams fell back. Like a growling river of mud, zombies climbed over their fallen and continued to pour into the alley.

“LOVE NEVER FAILS,” shouted John.

“FOH – stand together! Stand strong. This ain’t a MOBA. This game – it don’t get more real than now.”

Three arching streams of fire poured into the advancing river of the dead.
Spambot played it’s message because two noobs joined the stream in the last five minutes:

Welcome to Georgie’s Pudding and Pie experience. George Eliade is number two in Fire of Heaven’s 6th Division – Special Forces. Noobs get one free hour of stream. After that, the money talk and gawkers walk.    
Follow Georgie on his pimp adventure through an epic wonderland of zombies, pole dancers and fat loots. Check out Georgie’s website and get to know the dude that you wish you were. Or were with – if you know what I mean.

Shots rang out from the other end of the alley. 

“Catch 22,” John texted to the battle group.
“WTF,” shouted George.
“Bitches be sneaking up on us and where the fuck is our exit spotter?!”
George read and listened to the audience feedback in the stream:
Eat Joe (Troll): Someone want touch your pee pee.

Trollbot: Eat Joe has earned a penalty. (298)

Noob FRPA54:  FUBAR. Run Forest, Run!

Noob USNY702: Any babes in the lurk? Send me your pic. I’ll send you mine.

Trollbot: Noob USNY702 has to pay a 5 Euro creepy fine to continue posting.

Trollbot: Noob FRPA54 has refused to pay a 5 Euro fee for posting a public link.
Below, the roaring streams of flame petered out. They were out of fuel. OOF.
“You like suspense,” George asked his stream.

“If you like it and you know you like it, you know what you gotta do.
Ka-ching!!!

51,712 of you in the stream. You know how this works. 500 Euro to see what happens next.
This ain’t no MOBA, bitches. Ante up for an epic story!”
The stream went black for a second. Then the lolita version of Rainbow Dash from My Little Pony appeared in the streaming video. She flitted around a pot of gold: 12 year old face with super-sized, cutie eyes, rainbow colored hair, body of a Hustler model, mini skirt and under-sized tee shirt with a small rainbow over her heart.
A shiny red donate button on the side of the pot glowed like it was radioactive.
The numbers (just above the pot) increased sluggishly in 5 Euro increments.
George narrated the action.

“John’s holding a briefcase over his head. You all know what that is, don’t you?Anyone?
More zombies incoming. You know the law of Epic game challenge! 40x-2p/3+6.”
Text and voices flooded the stream.
Kitty Karla (Moderator): “No Way!!! Are you taking legendary briefcase nuke?”

Sergio Brown (Subscriber): Briefcase nuke? Really? Who drops that?

Eat Joe (Troll): John is a traveling dildo salesman?

Trollbot:  Eat Joe has earned a penalty. (299)

Janelle Tarts (Super Fan): “Sergio – the Senator drops the briefcase nuke.” 

MiniMe: Janelle Tarts has earned one karma point.
The numbers above the pot of gold increased.
250. 255. 305. 320. 420. 515.
“GOAL,” George shouted in Stream.
Rainbow Dash raised her arms in victory, pushed out her chest and took a grand bow as the view of George’s game resolved in the stream video.
Below, John led the exodus of the 30 person battle team with the briefcase held high over his head. The ten person Player Killer team that had wanted to ambush John’s battle group held their rifles at rest as John’s team exited the alley. They didn’t want to die. Death in this game was permanent and there was no way of avoiding death if John blew them all up with a nuke.
Meanwhile, zombies spilled over the top of the burning wall of crispy corpses. Big and tall zombies. Small and thin zombies. Yellow and white, crusty faces animated in their anguish and hunger for human proteins. Their clothes burned as they slid, tumbled and crawled down the burning pile of the first zombies that went into the alley.
George looked down at a barrel beside him and spoke to the stream:

“I could drop the barrel bomb and clear those zombies. Or I could let them crush that Plater Killer team.
The decision is yours.
Vote 1 for me to give the ass hats a break? Vote 2 so we kick back and watch the carnage. Vote 3 if you want me to make the call.
You got 60 seconds to cast your vote.”

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This story was inspired by the Geeky Antics 24+ hour live streaming event on Twitch and GeekyAntics.net with @Yogizilla and @Obionex2. Special thanks also to SoldierismLynnieBear23, TheKittyKate, BFT9000eru12@spathizilla, @Janelno5, @Asmodeus33, @Fedporo, @Racingjon, @deathofnation, @MattoMcFly, and everyone else that hangs out at Geeky Antics on Twitch and here at the website.

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About Stan Faryna

Stan Faryna is writing an epic novel. All of the world is crumbling like unrepaired, ancient walls but 18 year old gamer, PVP champion, zombie killer, blogger and serial entrepreneur John Dionysius finds the woman who he’s been dreaming about all of his life – a dream in which she is murdered as he watches helplessly from the eyes of a child.

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Flash Fiction: Say Something by @Faryna

Say Something by @Faryna

FlasFiction

by Stan Faryna
@Faryna

Stan Faryna & The Blue Sky - Stan The Marketing Man!

“Say something,” she whispered to John as she walked through the alley and checked dumpsters for salvage.

I’m giving up on you, she thought.

She hadn’t heard him speak to her for days – speak to her heart. He could do things like that. Unbelievable fucking things – things you couldn’t imagine.

Say something…

Right now, Cristina had never felt more alone, empty, afraid, broken, crazy, lost, angry…

She couldn’t feel his presence – he made the world, solid, good and safe. No matter what happened – there was hope as long as John was in the world. John was supernatural.

Cristina didn’t want to believe he could be gone. Not after everything that had happened. Not after she had lost him and found him again.

Her blue eyes sparkled as she remembered the night they had met. How he was unstoppable in his pursuit of her. John had told her that he was her hero and he meant it.

Her pupils dilated as she inhaled deeply and remembered the smell of his naked skin – notes of lavender, lilies, bulgarian roses and sea salt.

John was unstoppable. Unbreakable. Forever. He was her man of steel. Her angel. John was true love.

“YOU SAID YOUR LOVE IS FOREVER,” Cristina shouted up to the gray sky.

THAT MEANS YOU DON’T DIE! THAT MEANS SOMEDAY WE LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER! ”

George started to ball. Uncontrollably.

He wanted to tell her that the last words out of John’s mouth was a prayer for her – a Hail Mary cut short because they cut out his tongue with garden shears. But she couldn’t hear George; she couldn’t see him because George was dead.

George had been put here by this red dumpster by powers he didn’t understand. Eventually, he had figured out the why. Or he thought he had figured it out.

He could have knocked over a bottle to draw Cristina to the dumpster, but that was the last thing he wanted to do.

Red dumpster

Cristina walked toward the red dumpster.

“You don’t want this,” George shouted at her.

“Say something,” she pleaded to the empty, lifeless buildings that rose above the alley.

Looking around, George saw a flower pot on the ledge of a third story window. If he could knock it over, she might turn back, bring the others here and, maybe, he could get Armstrong’s attention.

He closed his eyes and braced for the weirdness as he threw himself through the wall (he felt like jello being thrown at a wall), raced through the building and up the stairwell.

“Fuck me,” he muttered as he looked out the window and saw Cristina in the dumpster – synchronizing with real time was still an epic challenge for George.

Cristina had looked over the edge of the dumpster and saw it amidst the beer cans.

She saw John’s face. His eyes were closed but his wounds were still bloody, wet and raw.

Cristina climbed into the dumpster. She could barely see John’s face now – her tears ran so hard. She thought she saw his lips move.

“My husband, my hero, my everything – please say something,” she whispered.

There was no answer.

“Say something, my love,” Cristina insisted.

She had hope; John would make it through this; she would stand by him until her last breath – regardless of his condition.

Frantically, she tried to dig his body out from the swamp of beer cans with her bare hands.

The mass of cans shifted as she dug and John’s severed head rolled on it’s side.

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About Stan Faryna

Stan Faryna is writing an epic novel. All of the world is crumbling like unrepaired, ancient walls but 18 year old gamer, PVP champion, zombie killer, blogger and serial entrepreneur John Dionysius finds the woman who he’s been dreaming about all of his life – a dream in which she is murdered as he watches helplessly from the eyes of a child.

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Website: The Unofficial Blog of Stan Faryna

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Nisha Varghese

Nisha Varghese is an inspiration to Stan because she lives out the truth that she is bigger than her challenges. Among them, Cerebral Palsy. She too can save the world. Make it a better place for all of us. Nisha is a light and a gift unto the world.

Nisha’s website is here.