Christopher Rothschild

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

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“Vicky Gets Some Carcolh Upgrades” by Christopher Rothschild

   Vicky woke up slowly and in waves. She would wake up, feel something was off, and then went back to sleep. When she finally awoke, her head was foggy, and she tried to pinpoint what was off. Her right shoulder didn’t feel right. There were twinges of pain in the right side of her chest, but that wasn’t what was off. It was like her right shoulder was jelly, like there weren’t bones there anymore. She tried to...

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“The Torrid Travels of Teleporting Todd: A Todd Story” by Christopher Rothschild

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #96

Todd blinked into existence and tumbled into dirt. He rolled onto his back and breathed as hard as he could, exhausted. He had never blinked this far before, and now his insides hurt. He looked to his side and saw a lizard scurry under some sagebrush. He was in the desert. It was hot, even though it was nine in the morning. He sat up with effort and looked at his barren surroundings. Besides the sagebrush and cacti, the...

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“For Those About To Roc” by Christopher Rothschild

Submitted to Contest #73

     Dennis peeked outside his cabin and then dialed up his friend Tybalt. His front garden was getting destroyed, and he did not appreciate it.      “Hello?”      “Hey, Tybalt, it’s Dennis.”      “Hi! Happy birthday, Dennys! Did you get my gift?” Tybalt asked, bursting with enthusiasm.      A spray of crimson splashed across his window followed by screams of the deliverymen. “I think so.” Den...

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“THE ADVENTURES OF CHAD” by Christopher Rothschild

Submitted to Contest #32

Chad hefted himself over the final ledge, heaved his weight up and over, until he could flop his chest to the ground, and sort of wiggle the rest of the way. He wore lightweight armor, which seemed like it would make going up a mountain easy, but then he remembered steep mountain hikes weren’t easy in jeans, let alone metal. “How’s it goin’?” Wanda’s disembodied voice came from the magic mirror in Chad’s heavy pack. “Geez… us… I need… a minute… fuck…” Chad panted. “You need to work out more.”...

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Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #96
The Torrid Travels of Teleporting Todd: A Todd Story – read story