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John Jenkins

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2022

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Tangie and Lucy's Extravaganza!

John Jenkins

Submitted to Contest #318

“Alarm, Alarm,” said Colonel Frisbee as the alarm sounded. All around him, people were running like crazy. Tripping over one another. Some retched in terror as they contemplated the evil that awaited them all. How could they be so dumb? How could they be so naïve? There was nothing they could do but hope beyond hope. All they could do was pray that Operation Dagestani would be successful. They had waited their entire lives for this moment. Many had seen combat. Others had traveled the world as professional athletes. Still others had taken th...

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The Pertinent Age

John Jenkins

Submitted to Contest #315

(Note: This story contains reference to racial stereotypes.)“Oh, darling, it would be a true shame if we were to miss the party tonight. And all that rot. I suspect that if Dr. Franklin should forget his famous tapestries the whole world would be up in arms, wouldn’t it?”“I heard the princess got married last week.”“Truly? Truly, is it?”“Yes, and he’s black.”“He’s what?”“He’s black.”“Oh, balderdash!”“Why, it’s true, isn’t it?”“As true as a state exam in a McDonald’s drive through.”“What isn’t true about it? Seems mighty true to me.”“The only...

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Krognosticor the Prognosticator

John Jenkins

“Then, suddenly, the Earth shook and there was nothing but darkness,” wrote Tom Jefferson, just beginning his third novel.Suddenly, there was a great shake. An earthquake. And the sun stopped shining.“What are you doing?” said a voice from across the room.“Wh-What?!” said Jefferson.“I said, what are you doing?”“I’m…what are you doing in my home?”“What do you mean? This is my home. Don’t you remember?”“Remember? You’d better leave.”“I’d better leave. Are you…okay? You seem a litter nervous.”“Are you a…troll?”“A troll?”“Yes. Are you a…?”“I’m a...

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Deminildreth!

John Jenkins

Submitted to Contest #309

“Deminildredth!” said the headmistress, holding her whipping ruler sternly in the palm of her hand. Deminildreth sat there, unable to speak. Her hands fidgeting with the voodoo doll she had found in her uncle’s attic.“Come here.”“I’m already here. I’m sitting right here. Can’t you see?”“Deminildreth, I am a patient woman. But I do not appreciate insubordination. This is a Christian school, after all.”“Yes, Headmistress Dohnehees. I would never attempt to-““Do not get smart, young lady. For one only needs to have the upper hand a little.”“I’m...

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Class Reunion

John Jenkins

“Hey, Timothy!” said Jocko, slurring his speech. “How’s it going?”“My name is Targus, not Timothy,” said Targus, sitting uncomfortably. “Sorry, Tangie,” said Jocko. “My bad.”“No, it’s Targus. Not Tangie.”“Sorry. So, anyway, it’s been such a long time since we graduated. Jenny says you’re a…janitor. Is that right?”“I work for the president.”“As his janitor?”“No.”“Is this the president of the local Salvation Army that you work for?”“No.”“The local preschool?”“The President of the United States.”“Of Europe?”“Of America!”“Oh. As janitor? That’s ...

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The Highetty Society

John Jenkins

“Would you like to join my secret society?”“Sure, sounds cool. I would love to join. What is it?”“Do not talk about the secret society.”“What?”“I said, do not talk about the secret society.”“Sure. It’s real though, right?”“I have no idea of what you’re talking about.”“Okay.”“So, you want to join?”“You mean like join up for real? Do I get a t-shirt.”“Do not talk about secret society t-shirts or any other article of clothing. It’s blasphemy.”“Clothing is blasphemy?”“Do not talk about clothing. At least not in the context-”“The secret society. ...

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Gamestop Paradise

John Jenkins

Submitted to Contest #306

Opening Credits: Introduce the companies that helped make the game. Desk Ware; Death Engine; Cryodense; Writer’s Public; Game Deluxe; AxxRapper.Intro video: A spaceship is landing on a wintery field. There is a space colony nearby but it’s abandoned. The space marines leave the ship, but the ice beneath the ship gives way and the ship falls beneath the ground, almost bringing the space marines with it. The space marines look around for a while and then the leader of the space marines gets on his intercom. They then proceed to the abandoned c...

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Persecuted Vegetables

John Jenkins

“You know what?” said Frenzy, holding his bottle of Smart Water. “I quit!”“You can’t quit,” said Frank. “You just got laid off. This is a tech job. Didn’t you read the sign?”“Where am I supposed to work? Who’s going to pay for my perspective books, my toucan feet?”“I’ll tell you who’s not going to pay for them. Uncle Slam. Now beat it, kid. You’re making my kidney stones uncomfortable.”Frenzy was angry. He had worked his way through six years of a four-year of a bachelor’s degree, a two-year vacation on top of a 6-month “sabbatical,” and ano...

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The God's Protector

John Jenkins

(Note: There is toilet humor here)These were perilous times to live in. The universe had given up its young, creating an endless cavalcade that toppled mountains without mercy. Without the semblance of a peaceful crossover.Zaghes Kristum was late. He had traveled past an entire galaxy that year and was still not at his destination. His flying rock was held tightly in his hands, allowing him to travel faster than the speed of light.“What is this he says?” said Zaghes to himself. “What does it take to win an interplanetary war? For what do the...

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The Guaranteed Ones

John Jenkins

Submitted to Contest #301

The day was the fifteenth of September 2025. The location bombed out London. Through the teeth of the American machine the Houthi Rebels made their advance. Gaining military might with every passing day. First came the jets. Then the submarines. Then the laser weapons.In fact, there was talk that the Houthis had developed a machine that could destroy continents. The Americans wanted to help, but earlier in the summer, the country was hit with a series of six nuclear weapons spread out across its continental area. The nukes all went off withi...

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Teenagers Anthem

John Jenkins

I went to the pool today. Not "that" pool. Though if you were going to a pool anyway, it wouldn't matter one way or another. When I got to the pool, Lucia was there. That Lucia.Could she be anymore weird? "What's that?" she said."My knee?" I said. "No, what's that on the floor?"I looked behind me and saw, to my great chagrin, a small scorpion, lying on the floor and poised to strike. In fact, I don't remember the last time I saw one of those. It's amazing what nature can do when it's determined. "It's a scorpion?""A scorpion? Eww! Gross!""Do...

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Don't tell me! Just tell me!

John Jenkins

Submitted to Contest #297

“Wait a minute,” said Hardcastle, wiping his glasses with his finger. “What time is it?”“Plus la diference, monsieur!” said Peters, the local watch seller. “You do not know how long I’ve waited to hear those words!”“Wait, what did you say?”“I said, of course, that I have been waiting over a century, over a millennium, for you to utter the words which thou has just…Would you like a glass of champagne?”“Champagne? Are you off your rocker, old man? I just wanted to know what time it was! This isn’t dentistry!”“I know, my friend.”“Well, if you k...

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Keep Going

John Jenkins

Submitted to Contest #293

(Note: There is mention of death here.)Suddenly, I looked up. Was I asleep? Had I forgotten my flight? Everyone around me seemed nervous. Or so it seemed to me. I immediately reached for my robotic purse. It’s always a good thing to carry on such a journey. Its fingerprint scanner still worked. I looked across the way at the panini shop, at which point there was a thunderous roar in my belly. Suddenly, the sound of a plane landing. “Attention customers. Flight bu, bu, bu to San Francisco, now boarding.”Ah ha! I’ve caught you!I immediately gr...

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Death in Space

John Jenkins

Submitted to Contest #288

(Note: this story features death.)A storm. Clouds were gathering overhead as buckets of rain sledged through the air. Droplets so thick that they could have been used as coke bottle lenses. The air was moist, but still breathable. As the light of the sun became subsumed, there was an issue of conscience. Miralda walked down the street, dodging puddles and the occasional taxi. The air was choking in its finality, each drop separating her from herself even more. As she walked, she noticed a sensation in her boot. “Hull breach. Hull integrity f...

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Time is a Golden Coast

John Jenkins

Submitted to Contest #287

(Note: One of the characters in the story has previously died.)“I don’t know, Bob,” said Janet, looking down into her coffee. Tarne’s Coffee was the place to be at this time of day. All the aspiring writers and moguls left their day jobs to pontificate in private ubiquity. “What is it that you don’t understand?” said Bob. “I just…I don’t think this is going to work out.”Janet had just lost her job at a local real estate firm selling high-end condos on Chicago’s gold coast. She had been their best performer for years, breaking the record for ...

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