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Weekly Contest #325
The bald man threw a huge glass bottle at me. I barely caught it. Still, it was a bloody good throw, given that he was blind. “Drink it,” he said. “What is it?” “Just do it,” he ordered. I uncorked it and smelled inside. It had a bitter smell, like chicory coffee. “What is it?” I asked the wench next to me under my breath, so the bald man wouldn’t hear me. She was kneeling and scrubbing the underdeck floor with a sponge. Her hair was tied into a bun and her dress was torn in many places. “It’s paracetamol,” she replied equally quietly. Thoug...
Weekly Contest #308
Aeneas entered the portal from Troy to Dardania in full sprint, but ended up in the Cyberlimbo instead of his home planet. I’m too late, he thought in weightless darkness. The Horse beat us to the portal and trapped all the Trojans here forever. He was right about everything except the timescale of his imprisonment, for just then a holographic image of his mother appeared in front of him. “I’m sorry to see the tragedy that befell your home, my son”, Aphrodite said solemnly. “However, the Horse virus that corrupted the Trojan network is only ...
Weekly Contest #303
Miss D smelled trouble as soon as she heard the footsteps approaching her home office. “Mum, this is the third time this month Myrtle stole my money,” Veronica said, dragging in her younger sister by the hair. “I didn’t, I didn’t!” Myrtle screamed as she released herself from her sister’s grasp. “I swear, Mum, I didn’t.” “You’re lying.” “No, I’m not,” Myrtle growled at her sister. “ I said I swear.” “What do you swear upon?” “I swear on—Jesus.” “You don’t believe in Jesus.” “Maybe I do,” retorted Myrtle, then turned to her mother. “Mum, Vero...
Weekly Contest #300
“Let's play Who Wants to Be a Millionaire for €250,000!” The host’s voice echoed across the room as the final question appeared on the screen before Martim. What was Charles Darwin's primary area of study at Cambridge University? A) Theology B) Natural history C) Mathematics D) Law Martim wriggled nervously in his chair. He didn’t know. But he knew it to be a trick question — you just don’t ask a question with an obvious answer for €250,000. So it certainly wasn’t B. Martim glanced at his watch. He knew the stakes were high, but he was runni...
Weekly Contest #297
Five tests Susan, 34 Therapist Profile photo A tall woman with buzzed short hair and her toy poodle recreating the Titanic scene, with the ocean and sunset in the background. My bio ☕️ About me gay liberal postgraduate degree atheist My interests Reading Star Wars Journaling My favourite quality in a person is scepticism. 🔍 Swipe right if that's not your political direction. ---------------------------------------------- Laura, 29 Abstract painter Profile photo Edvard Munch’s The Scream My bio Love me or leave me, just don't dece...
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