The following are some colorful lines from a collaborative fiction. Pick one as a writing prompt.
- The hotel manager turned into a bag of blood in a bad suit.
- Pain sizzled along every nerve in Lucien’s battered body.
- His emotions, in all their writhing complexity had been loosed upon him without the benefit of his lifemate’s support.
- To his chagrin he found it was he who had the human populace scurrying from his path like rodents chased by a cat.
- She was mesmerizingly flamboyant: pink and black and white, like cotton candy trying to look dangerous.
- Except for the hunger, that is. It was like another entity sitting in the limo with them, its hollow tentacles wrapping around Ilie and filling every bit of space within him.
- And then as Lucien pulled back from his mind a bit more there was nothing but the void of his hunger and the ease to his hunger filling his universe.
- She pictured them gathered around the wonders of an electric light bulb.
- Ilie jerked his head up from the manual he'd been reading, and froze like a rabbit who has caught sight of a cat.
- Though the hotel manager had looked properly business like earlier, the Carpathian made him look like he'd dressed from a bargain rack at the second hand store.
- "He had a fight with his 300 pound lover because he found out she has two other lovers that she hooks up with on the days she said she does yoga and pottery."
- Afraid to lose even a single precious second he allowed the car to speed up the drive like a teenager out past curfew.
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Since it only involves my characters from the collaborative fiction, I can show what I wrote. The two characters, Pink and Ilie (who just arrived from Romania the night before and is getting a crash course in American "culture" ;-), are standing in an LA County Jail, waiting for a guy they just bailed to be brought out. Ilie has had a *really* bad night and Pink's trying to cheer him up.
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"See that guy over there being booked?" Pink asked, leaning toward Ilie, pointing surreptitiously. "He had a fight with his 300 pound lover because he found out she has two other lovers that she hooks up with on the days she said she does yoga and pottery."
Ilie looked at her surprised that she knew him, then, getting it, smiled. Pink almost nudged him with her elbow but thought better of it.
"Little game writers do," she grinned. "Wanna try one?"
Ilie shook his head.
"All right. That one, over there, with the green tube top. She looks like a crack whore but she's really a princess from Melchoria who was drugged and kidnapped. She escaped only an hour ago but was picked up for soliciting when she stopped an undercover cop to ask for help. Her accent made it sound like she'd asked for something else. It will all get straightened out shortly but she'll realize from the experience that she's stronger than she had thought. When she gets back home she'll break the engagement she felt trapped by and run off to be ... a tour guide specializing in the residences of European royalty." Pink grinned. "I like happy endings."
"Does the other end happy?"
"Oh, yes. They'll break up, of course. They're really not right for each other. He's an Angel's fan and she's a Dodger's fan." At his puzzled look she added, "Baseball. The two teams in town. She'll need to find two lovers to replace him with because he was very good in bed. He will win the lottery and return to Mexico to help out his village and to find, much to his delight, his childhood sweetheart, who had suffered greatly from a fear that she'd never have enough to eat had been spending all the money he sent to her on food, now weighs 350 pounds."
Then as if on cue, an extra large woman, her hair bright sun yellow wrapped with a pouffy chiffon bow, was escorted into the station. "Oh, look, there she is!" Pink breathed. "And watch, they'll pretend like they don't know each other. Still not talking because of the baseball thing."
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Forgot about the yellow hair. But that was just a dye job. Her natural hair is dark brown. ;-)
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