Only a choice few have heard the story from the convention I hit in August. They keep telling me to post it, but I'm not sure. It's rather ridiculous. It can be summed up in one line.
"I've only been in this perfectly nice hotel for ten minutes and I'm already naked with blood on the floor."
I did really say that. After some cajoling, I'm going to propose a bargain: if ten or more people write flash fiction based on that sentence, I'll post the true story. It probably won't be as ludicrous as your ideas. That's part of the point, isn't it?
Do we have a deal? You write 'em, post 'em, and link me here. Ten people wins a little of John's shame.
The last man on earth sat alone in a room, talking to himself. "I've only been in this perfectly nice hotel for ten minutes and I'm already naked with blood on the floor."
ReplyDeleteSee it's not cheating, because I added words.
I have two real life stories JUST like that. Pretty sure I can work the idea into fiction.
ReplyDeletechallenge accepted.
[insert what arnold says here...]
bwahahahahahah.....
I think I can work with that... now you have my mind going.
ReplyDeleteAnd I was looking for a prompt for next week. Thanks, John-boy!
ReplyDeleteI just might take up that challenge ^__^
ReplyDeleteBelieve me. I've tried so many times to give up, so many ways, but they just keep on coming back.
ReplyDeleteIt's almost as if they want me to do it. Lying there like huge, delicious slabs of meat and barely even moving. They hear me coming for them and they still don't take evasive action.
It's the ones who try to fight me who I really feel sorry for. That's 'feel sorry for' in the sense of 'despise'. They don't have a chance against me, and I take special pleasure in draining them afterwards.
And so here I am, at it again. I've only been in this perfectly nice hotel for ten minutes and I'm already naked with blood on the floor. People think it's pathetic being a mosquito, but they've never savoured the taste of fresh blood.
"I've only been in this perfectly nice hotel for ten minutes and I'm already naked with blood on the floor."
ReplyDeleteWatson lets out a tiny exasperated sigh. "I suppose I don't actually want to know how this happened, do I?" he says as he bends to pick up what looks suspiciously like a lady's garter.
Holmes actually has the decency to look chagrined.
"Well," he coughs, "If I had any notion she was going to tie me up and then bolt like that, I'd never have bothered to take of my shirt in the first place."
"Honestly, Holmes, how can you be such a genius about everything in the world but Irene? And for God's sake, how could you not expect her to have a weapon?"
Holmes looks down at the sluggish trickle of blood on his thigh and turns the color of a ripe plum.
"Um. She may have done that with her teeth."
Watson drops his head into his hands and groans. "Of course she did," he mutters, thinking the only explanation for this is that it must be the way that people of extreme intelligence bond.
"I say, Watson, be a good chap and untie me, will you?"
Watson drops what is certainly a lady's garter back on the floor. "The things I do for you, Holmes," he mutters as he bends to undo Irene Adler's expert knot-work. "I should be canonized, I really should."
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Please don't kill me! *runs away*
Mine's up. It's called:
ReplyDeleteBlack and white with red all over....
Here's the link:
http://bit.ly/qZH8Xn
:0)
Here's mine, John: "Palimpsest"
ReplyDeletehttp://www.tonynoland.com/2011/09/fridayflash-palimpsest.html
Oooo, I might be #10 then!
ReplyDeleteIt's going to take some doing to top Aishitara's though…
Amazing. The hotel's breakfast buffet was the last place I expected to run into Tom. I should have remembered that he'd been assigned to pull cables for our booth. We'd been making eyes at each other for months in the office, but there's only so much you can do during working hours, right?
"They put me up in the hotel last night," he said. "I had to be here early to start laying cables. Actually, I got a start on it last night, so I didn't have to do much before breakfast. So…" he gave me a big grin. "I'm not tired at all."
I think I'd been waiting for this opportunity as long as he had. His room was #114, just around the corner from the lobby, so it didn't take us long.
Unfortunately, it didn't take him long either. I've only been in this perfectly nice hotel for ten minutes and I'm already naked with blood on the floor. And Tom's up and gone.
I should have known better than to give my virginity to an IT guy.
I've been keeping score. We're up to seven!
ReplyDelete1. Ross
2. Gordon Darroch
3. Aishitara
4. TS Bazelli
5. Karen
6. Tony
7. FARfetched
I've only been in this perfectly nice hotel for ten minutes and I'm already naked with blood on the floor, I thought to myself unable to hide my cheer. Who'd have thought a prom night could be such? If I'd had any idea I'd have attended one ages ago.
ReplyDeleteI picked up the latest carcass, this one wearing a red gown, and carried it into the spare room of the hotel suite. I tossed it onto the bed with the others then went back to the bathroom.
I stared at all the blood, blinked twice, and it was gone. Now once again the bathroom lay in pristine condition. As did I. Vampire magic could be so damn useful sometimes. I snapped my fingers and a soft ivory rose appeared in my lapel replacing the crimson one. A hot little number in an ivory frock was downstairs still at the after party. She was ripe for the picking. Her date was drunk beyond means, groping anything within reach and I knew she was looking for escape. And who better to save her than I, Sir Dracula, the Knight of Night.
I winked at myself and headed out the door toward the elevator.