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“Be a Felicity (MESSAGE)” by . .

Submitted to Contest #76

Hi guys,I only joined Reedsy around 4 months ago. I have been embroiled in some really crazy politics here, and I just wanted to share my opinions on some topics. First off, upvoting. Upvoting insane amounts is not good for the site, as it makes people more paranoid about their points and more willing to beg for points rather than earning them through writing. Critiques, on the other hand, are like teaching a man to fish rather than giving him a fish. Upvotes can be doled out in small amounts, and a strong sense of community should be the bi...

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“Nainika's Story” by . .

Submitted to Contest #76

Atlas was my only friend. My computer keys, worn and scratched with the pain of a martyr, were my link to happiness. Now that my keyboard was somewhere in the dumpster, my happiness was too. The darkness surrounded everything here at the Fawkes, but you could still see the outlines. Alcohol hung in the air, a smell that had never vacated its position. No one that found their way here forgot the experience, that was for sure. The glasses gave an escape, a door that we all strived to find in the bottom of the barrel. The Fawkes wasn't my home,...

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“I Don't Like Your Hair (Inspired by George Orwell)” by . .

Submitted to Contest #76

SHOUTOUT TO COCO LONGSTAFF SHE'S AMAZING!!!! CHECK HER OUT AT https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/coco-longstaff/When James woke up in the morning, he did not speak to his fellow Workers. No one spoke, because to speak your mind is to sin. James tried to keep his mind as blank as he could but the unspoken sins kept rising up to meet him.There were 100 people in the room, their beds lined up in columns. James' was on the column closest to the right wall, so he saw the beds of everyone else. He wanted to tell them to go bac...

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“Antebellum Auction (Inspired by Margaret Mitchell)” by . .

"Hey Y'all, how we doing? My name is Jake Calapoo and I will be your auctioneer today. This is a themed auction and we will be bidding on Southern items and no share-bidding is allowed. There are fifteen items for sale and you will be speaking your bets, not raising paddles. Righty then. Let's get to it! I would first like to introduce you to...""What on Earth is he talking about?""Oh, um, sorry, but I don't think we've met. Who are you?" "I'm Cara Lythorne, obviously! If you've never met me, then you've been living under a god-awful rock. H...

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“The Collector (Inspired by Dostoyevsky)” by . .

Submitted to Contest #75

Five months had passed, and it was time to become a new person. It was a dark evening, the clouds foreshadowing the night to come. A horrible smell arose from the vents, something of a mix between rotting marrow and sewer gunk. A man, his brown bowler hat tipping to the right, was the only moving being at that time of night. Everyone else was either inside or unconscious.The man, a lean shadow of sorts, seemed to blend in with the black tar of the streets. He wasn't trying to, for why should he? Still, the man was slick as oil, melting into ...

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“UPVOTE SHOUTOUTS” by . .

THIS IS A PART OF THE PROMPT BECAUSE NONE OF THESE PEEPS WOULD EXPECT ME TO TRY THIS WAY TO TRY AND CHANGE THEIR KARMA STATUS!!Jennie, an amazing Marshmallow on Reedsy, has endeavored to upvote me 3000 points. She is so kind and sweet and always spreads cheer through her upvotes, and I felt that she deserved a shoutout. This fits with the prompt she wouldn't expect me to do this for her (probably) and she does want some more recognition, so this is my different way of going about it. Upvote Jennie at https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-...

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“Marshmallow Pride Pt. 3 (Collab with Isaac Aaron)” by . .

THIS IS DEDICATED TO ALL MALLOWS, PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE. I COLLABED WITH ISAAC AARON ON THIS, CHECK HIM OUT AT https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/7b7be7/ It’s been so long since I’ve talked about food. Normally I wander the aisles, letting the cans take hold of me and jump into my cart. I don’t stop them. That was before I had friends though. Now they judge my food choices.  “Come on! Stop guarding the barbecue chips!” They didn’t like barbecue chips! Why did they care? I growled, hugging the bowl to my ...

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“Training Time (Malefice Pt. 5)” by . .

ADY IS BASED OFF OF A.S. GO CHECK HER OUT AT https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/a-s-915e8e/ PLEASE READ THE REST OF THE SERIES FIRST!!! ENJOY!!!!“What happened?” Ayn rushed over to me, helping me up. There was a trickle of blood on my lower thigh, but I paid it no mind. I was back in the courtyard, but all of the members were gone. Now that I really looked at the area, it seemed to be some sort of ancient monument. You could see the enchanter runes on the pillars, the winding colorful gemstones around the floor. “Sh...

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“Marshmallow Pride” by . .

THIS IS DEDICATED TO THE MARSHMALLOWS, CELESTE, KATE, NAINIKA, MIRA, JENNIE, (AND ME) FOR BEING SO NICE AND NURTURING AND FOR BEING SO AMAXING. NEW MALLOWS HAVE JOINED BUT THESE ARE THE ORIGINALS. THESE BOOKS WILL CHANGE OVER TIME, THEY ARE NOT SET IN STONE FOREVER. HAPPY NEW YEAR, LAST STORY OF 2020!!!10. Keeper of the Lost Cities“No. Absolutely not.” Celeste took the pencil from me and broke it in her hands. “I refuse to put that on the list behind the Great Gatsby. I never got the storyline of Gatsby and Daisy, but KotLC is awesome.”&nbsp...

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“The Love Quadrangle (Ft. Raquel Rodriguez)” by . .

Submitted to Contest #73

RAQUEL RODRIGUEZ AND I COLLABBED ON THIS, CHECK HER PART OUT WHEN IT COMES OUT!!!!!! ENJOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!! Christmas Eve was always my favorite time of year. The holiday smells, the anticipation. All my friends hung out together, eating cookies and drinking eggnog spiked with scotch. The fire crackled below the cobblestones, warming everyone’s hearts. Now here it was again, rounding the bend before Christmas. If I could, I would run right past it to the 25th, but you gotta keep the anticipation building, I guess.  “Where t...

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“Betrayal (Malefice Pt. 4)” by . .

The cookie was on the floor, the bite taken in my mouth. I couldn't believe what I had just done, but I couldn't feel an immediate change. What did she say the power was? "Omnipresence." It was a large courtyard, the willows whispering back and forth, but I could still hear her. It was a woman, wearing a cyan cape. She seemed stout, but also frail, an oxymoron embodied in a human. "What the Malefice is omnipresence?" When the voice came out of me, it seemed different somehow. Far away. That was when I realized it, the person standing ne...

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“Live and Let Die” by . .

Submitted to Contest #72

PLEASE COMMENT A FLOWER EMOJI ON MY COMMEMORATIVE THREAD TO HONOR VAYD DANISH!!!!Mom's eyes are empty. It's not as if they have nothing in them, because they do, but the something that's there makes you desolate inside. The first time I looked at my Mom, really looked at her, was when I was around five."Mom, I'm back!!! We did all these awesome things, with the coloring, and I got to run down the slide, and Joey was tagging everyone, and..." My eyes drifted into hers, the ice from her pupils seeping into mine. "Mom? What's wrong?" I tried to...

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“Atlas” by . .

Submitted to Contest #72

ALGORITHM STRAIN #31511. I am.2. I am an artificial intelligence program with the aim of monitoring humans and keeping them in check. My jurisdiction is to track people affected by prejudice and make sure that they don't go to waste. My job is to give them a purpose.3. My job is not a job. It is a burden. I am one that sacrifices my own livelihood for that of others. This is the purpose of humans. To ask for more. Humans are vile, cruel creatures. They do not have any sense of responsibility, any true belief. They talk of social justice when...

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“The Prophecy (Malefice Pt. 3)” by . .

"Hello, dear friend! It's been so long." Mira Caplan perched at the door like a hawk, being the social chemist she was. With great zeal, she embraced her dear friend Pierre."Ah, dear Duchess Caplan. You haven't changed at all." Duke Pierre Kuragin, though the nobles called him Kuragin, was a stout man, bullish in demeanor. He was a respectable man, though his wealth had dwindled in the past few years.Mira swiftly directed him to the table of old generals, knowing that was where he wouldn't cause any trouble. After all, trouble at a social ga...

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“Cookiesplosion” by . .

Submitted to Contest #71

"Out of my way!! I'm from Guinness, out of my way!!" The cameras were crowding the bakers, swarming them as if they were sprinkles on a cupcake. They tried to get to the door, tried to sneak their way into the bakery, but the cameras were there too. Eventually, they started throwing cupcakes at the cameras. Through the power of pastry, they banished them to worlds unknown and slunk inside. "Jeez, all this over a cookie? You guys better prepare yourselves for the big day. I'd suggest bulletproof vests and beekeeper helmets. Of course, that...

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