Daily Writing Prompt Thread Thingy It'll Be Fun

[the_peanut_coop]

But you're a child of randomness and you can get away with it

But you are my mother and if I am a child of randomness it means.. you are randomness

I haveta make stories aBoUt mY cHarAcTeRsss

 

[the_peanut_coop]

Have half of something cause today's prompt don't like me


"What are you?" I asked uneasily.

The creature was almost dragon-like. It was small and pitch black, wings appeared undersized. Its head was oval shaped with two rounded ear like bumps.

The most noticeable thing was its eyes.
They're were somehow blacker then its scales and had thousands of dancing white light within.

It seemed to see right into me.

Suddenly it started to walk toward me.

"What are you doing?" I backed up nervously, "Whatever you are please dont touch me! I can leave and you'll never see me again." I begun to wonder if it could even understand me.

Judging the way it didn't even falter in its advance, I assumed not.

Suddenly I tripped, but it continued toward me without hesitation.

It's certainly exciting.
I sorta imagined the thing like

 

[Somewhere_In_The_Clouds]

It's certainly exciting.
I sorta imagined the thing like View attachment 3473198

Kinda I promise Thing had no bad intentions, she just unfortunately comes off as creepy

 

[JacinLarkwell]

Once again I forgot this thread existed...

TODAYS PROMPT: "Don't touch me."

Why? Because I'm in a bad mood lol.

Okay, this one will work for me.


"Don't touch me." Mark snapped at the angel, his eyes narrowing in a mix of anger and fear. Not that he would ever admit to a bird that he was scared of them, but even he knew the damage one of their blades could do to him. They had killed him once before, he wasn't going to get a third chance at life if the did so a second time.

"You just need to answer our questions, that's all," the angel explained yet again, sighing at rhe Nyt-Mare's attitude and refusal to give them the information that they were supposed to be getting out of the demon. "Why are you in the realm? Everyone, especially the Princes know that your kind aren't allowed inside without an escort. So stop lying to me and tell me the real reason you're here."

"I keep telling you!" Mark shouted, jerking towards the male in anger, only to stop when he saw the hand reach for the sword at his side. He grit his teeth as he glared, words barely understandable as he growled, "I just wanted to see why you all think you're so much better than we are. So far, I'm unimpressed."

 

[Bakbuk]

But you are my mother and if I am a child of randomness it means.. you are randomness

Ooooooof, can't get around that one

 

[Isabella7Storm5]

Once again I forgot this thread existed...

TODAYS PROMPT: "Don't touch me."

Why? Because I'm in a bad mood lol.

im gonna have to do the day before's prompt cuz i cant stay up till zero hundred hours and also write. All my sanity is gone by that point so i hope its ok if i get that prompt in today.

 

[Silkiesaz]

Naw everybody just needs a bad dragon mom in their story for drama.

Right @Silkiesaz?

So true.

 

[-Kiwi-]

TODAYS PROMPT: "I'm only here to establish an alibi."

Have fun!

(Dude im getting so behind)

 

[Silkiesaz]

Once again I forgot this thread existed...

TODAYS PROMPT: "Don't touch me."

Why? Because I'm in a bad mood lol.

This is a little bit of backstory for my WoF roleplay character Tawny.

Spoiler: Prompt

Neptune cringed back as the tiny dragonet toddled towards her. Her snout crinkled in disgust as she reached forward a tentative talon and poked the dragonet in the chest. She squeaked and fell backwards at the force of the talon before sitting up again and chirping at her mother.
Neptune glanced around, the Den was quiet and the streets deserted due to the late hour. She snatched the dragonet by her shoulder blades and stuffed her in a sack. "I have a present for Mudcrack." she sneered to herself. The bag shifted slightly as she took off into the night, "Ew, don't touch me slimeball." she growled.

 

[the_peanut_coop]

Prompt: "I'm only here to establish an alibi."

Skye walked back to his car after dropping the large cardboard box at his older cousin's place. For an adolescent at about age fourteen, he was... well, a little mixed up, to say the least. Turning the key, he plugged in the coordinates into the GPS and started his drive. It was short because the roads were empty. It was rest term and the entire population had crowded to the beaches of Chelraine or Scallion to take a vacation.

He pulled up to the castle, where he knew that the only people not on vacation would be hard at work, at least for the beginning of the day. At the end of the day, once the Servants had completed their tasks, there would be basking and merriment in the courtyard. Ugh. Skye never got to bask or be merry. Any of the time. And it was all because of-

"Back so soon, Skye? You told me you'd be out, for a week." His father, the General and Advisor strolled out into the extensive front gardens.

"I thought it would be smart to come back!" said Skye, as innocently as he could manage.

Through the sunglasses, Skye could practically feel his father's glare.

"Oh, only to establish an alibi. After that, I'm out again." Skye leaned back against the car seat, trying not to be uncomfortable with his honesty. Lying and showing fear would only make things worse.

His father gave him a quizzical look. "If you know a crime is being committed, then I am to assume that you are an accomplice. If not the direct offender."

Skye gave a laugh. "Is the queen going to hang me? Is that the worst thing?

"The queen won't do anything to you. She's a compassionate piece of rubber. I on the other hand, can make your life much worse, so I suggest you go and stop whatever it is before something happens that you'll regret."

"No regrets, Father, remember? Oh, and whatever it is indeed."

His father's face washed over with understanding. "Oh, of all the- Please not Sweetpea. Anything but that demon."

"Aww, but Dad, she's family. No matter how many houses burn down, we'll always love her, right?"

Skye, amused, watched his father sprint over to the nearest guards with the message of urgency.