RIC .

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

Stories (32)

32 Stories

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“The Night Watch” by RIC .

“It’s going, going- AND IT’S GONE!” “SHIT!” Raquel slammed her fist against the desk. The tools and materials shaking on impact. The radio wobbled but stayed standing upright. “Damn A’s…” “You’re still listening to that? Why don’t you get a ...

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“Teenagers are Stupid” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #105

The passing streetlights went by so fast they almost looked like stars. The road was smooth, no bumps, good. Everyone inside the car was cramped. Or, they were. The driver wasn’t really driving as much as he was talking. The woman next to him chatted him up easily, the two locked in their own conversation, in their own world. Forgetting on the people in the back seat. The car was dark, the leather smooth against their shorts. They were in th...

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“Opportunity” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #98

“If they don’t want me then fuck ‘em!” “But we have-” “Fuck. ‘Em. Alright?” They had been wandering for days in the grassy hills. No house, no horse, no gang of gunslingers to run with. It was lonely yet crowded. Empty yet full. Hungry yet food was plenty. &n...

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“Magic Moon Fox” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #97

When Oracle was a child, she saw magic for the first time. Everyone always told her that magic wasn’t real, and that she needed to grow up. Oracle never believed the adults however, at least when it came to magic. The only adult she listened to in that subject was her friend’s nana. To Oracle, her friend’s nana told her the truth. For when Oracle asked about magic, the elderly woman said this, “Magic is dead. At least it is here. But magic c...

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“Strange Tales” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #96

“Come on in, partner!” The home felt nice, and snug, a fireplace roaring, and the nostalgic smell of a home cooked meal filled their noses. Stepping out of the rain and into the warmth, the man welcomed the two strangers into his home. He took off his drenched gloves and plopped them by the fireplace, without a care in the world. His children, running down the stairs to meet t...

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“Age-Old Questions” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #95

Otlene had two options. Either go back to her home and destroy her cousin with her new godly power. Or leave and become a goddess of the woods. Both sound appealing, but she could only pick one. If she went back, the look on her cousins’ face would be etched into her mind forever. The anger. The failure. The fear. Challenging him to combat and tricking him into thinking he had the upper hand. Dodging his attacks, rolling out of the way of hi...

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“Birth” by RIC .

The severed arm sat on Vincent’s desk, losing its color, and taking up space. Precious space that could be used for paperwork. The resume of dead souls entering hell and requests to curse people in the living world. Every paper Vincent signed with a hoof stamp ten more would appear. The sheep man sighed, putting his head onto the desk while the souls took their new shapes around him. Their bleats and cries to be sent to heaven falling on his...

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“An Attempted Festival Date Redux” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #93

“God when was the last time I came to one of these?” Raquel wondered aloud as she wandered alone along the stalls and tables of goods. She had no idea where Eriko had gone off too. She walked through a bunch of pigeons cooing and pecking one another over some fallen desert that rolled off one of the stands. People were walking around, children playing with light up plastic swords or what other shapes they may come in. The stray cherry blossom petal falling onto the ground only to be annihilated by hordes ...

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“Blackouts and Harassing the Mayor” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #92

She dreamt a lot about sheep. Not counting sheep. Weird, bipedal sheep bleating at each other in the bowels of hell. She was dreaming about the sheep crowding around a single messy desk with a single sheep desperately shuffling and shifting through papers. Some of his documents sliding off the side of the best and spontaneously combusting on the ground. “Vincent,” she said. Th...

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“Can't Go Back” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #92

“Why is it so dark in here?” “You were the one who wanted to jump into the hole!” “No, I did not! Dan, you take that back!” “Bess don’t even-” “Children please!” Shouted a third voice. “Will you shut up!” ...

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“Shadow World” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #92

I grew up on a house atop a hill. Far above our little town below. I lived there with my Ma and Pa. And they taught me how to shoot shadows. “God damnit Jedediah!” My Ma shouted one night, “You let the shadows out again!” I remember that night my Pa came into my room and shoved a sawed-off shotgun into my hands. I was eight. “‘Bout time you learned how to kill a Shadow.” He to...

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“Deal with the Devil” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #91

This is way more difficult than I remember… Raquel thought. Despite the internet, Raquel always preferred the library. She liked the feel of the book in her hands… hand, as she read. Also, she doesn’t want to buy a book only to not like it. The library was a good medium. Plus, the memories, it was hard not to come back. So here Raquel was, recently missing an arm, and th...

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“Days” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #91

Day 450: Today I went to work, mundane. The usual. It was Wednesday so I had pasta for lunch, but I added hot sauce. Big mistake and I regret my decisions. After work I dropped by The Roost and talked to Jerry, per usual. He was excited about the football draft coming up, I wasn’t too into it. Though Dad has been calling me about the Jets and some kid named ‘Zach Wilson’. Telling me to remember his name. Oh, course I remember the name, if Dad tells me to remember something I’ll remember it. &nb...

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“I am a tree” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #90

I am a tree. Older than the oldest human being. I was around before you were born and will be around once you die. You are me, and I am you. And I have seen many a human throughout my life. When I was just a little sapling, I met my first human. It was tall, but then again, everything was… or I was just little. It was tall and had dark skin like the color of my bark. It had fur on its head that was bushy (pun completely intended). It was the...

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“Ballad of the Anti-Hero and her Girlfriend” by RIC .

Submitted to Contest #90

“God we’re packed like sardines…” Eriko muttered. The train was packed to the brim with people trying to get out of the city. It wasn’t like most times where they were just trying to get away from a giant superhero fight. No, today was just… nice. It was in the 70s and the clouds were few but fluffy. If a supervillain decided to launch whatever evil plan they had must’ve stopped because today was just that nice. &...

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Author bio

Good evening, I am RIC and I've been eyeing this website for quite a while. Now, I finally decided to dip my toes into this community, both for practice and to hopefully (one day) win. I am grateful for every like and comment I receive. Knowing that someone liked my work enough to let it be known that they did makes me smile. And I hope to continue making others smile with my ideas. Have a lovely day, Rebecca. Some of my stories are connected to one another. I thought it would be cute to make little series out of them. You don't have to read any specific one first, I try to make each story its own dependent thing. But who am I to stop you? Note: The names of these "series" are not set in stone. I will most definitely change them into something more professional sounding. The Zodiacs - Those Who Control The Water - Cat Naps The Apocalypse - The Year of Disaster - The Bunker Kid The Longhorn Rancher - The Longhorn Rancher and The Wannabe Anti-hero... and her Girlfriend - An Attempted Festival Date - Tap Tap Tap - Ballad of the Anti-Hero and her Girlfriend - Deal with the Devil - Blackouts and Harassing the Mayor -An Attempted Festival Date Redux - Birth The Omnipotent Ones - Your Wish is my Want - Don't Cross Me