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Create Something December 2017

Every month I try to write a story using words or phrases submitted to me by others. You can submit some to me by using my twitter @OdlyOtter and the hashtag #createsomething below is this month’s submission and story. If you made a suggestion, thank you, you should get a high five.

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It was another great summers day on a Saturday. I had woken up the smell of bacon and eggs wafting through the house that my mother had made for breakfast. I had just finished my second helping when a heard the sound of a two-stroke engine getting louder as it approached the house; “Thank you for breakfast mom, I can hear Phillip coming up the road he is here to fetch me so I gotta go.”

“Oh, is he driving that thing again? Where are you going to go? I hope it is not far away?” She asked with some nervousness in her voice.

“I have a helmet mother dear and we aren’t going far. Just to meet up with some drug dealers and get tattoos.” I said as I laced up my shoes and picked up my helmet.

“No need for the snarky answer Mr. I am just concerned that is all. Say do you need me to pack anything for you? Then you can have a picnic for lunch later if you like.” Without waiting for me to answer she had already put some items into my bag for me to take with.

“We are just going to meet up with the rest of the group at our clubhouse and probably spend time there and swimming. So snacks are helpful. I don’t want to make Phillip wait so I am going to go now.” I took my bag as she was packing a packet of gumdrops into it and hugged her. “I promise to not meet up with any drug dealers while I am out. Bye, mom.” I began to walk towards the door.

“Do you have swimming apparel with you then if you plan to swim? You said no drug dealers, but what about the tattoo thing?”

I opened the door and put my helmet on as I responded. “Swimming stuff is also in the bag and I am not making any promises about the tattoo thing. See you later.” I closed the door behind me and ran up to Phillip who was waiting for me. “Alright, Mr. Potato head let’s get this show on the road, sorry for making you wait. Mom wanted to give me some food for later.”

I loved the feeling of the summer sun on my face as we sped through the neighborhood towards the dam. Mrs. Dorna’s dog, as always, chased us down the street barking and snarling at us, the poor thing was so old, it could never keep up for very long. We rounded the corner and the lake was now in sight. We were now just 4 minutes away from the clubhouse. Pitching money together to rent that spot for the summer was one of my better ideas. I had a place right by the lake which had a fridge and air-con but best of all a place to hang out with my friends. All summer long.

As we approached the door of the clubhouse we could see two bicycles outside and hear muffled voices inside, obviously, we were not the first to arrive. I walked inside and greeted Greg and Barry who were sitting on the bean bags. “Alright there champs, you guys are here early.” I walked towards the fridge to pack the things from my bag inside.

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Create Something November 2017

Every month I try to write a story using words or phrases submitted to me by others. You can submit some to me by using my twitter @OdlyOtter and the hashtag #createsomething below is this month’s submission and story. If you made a suggestion, thank you, you should get a high five. This one is also slightly inspired by the novel Ready player 1.

“Borderlands hardly deserves an accolade for being a good game.”

“You are crazy Kobold, the Borderlands series had some of the best visuals in a game I have ever seen!” He said as he crunched another cashew in his mouth.

“Waaa – dude are you eating nuts again? You know I can hear that right in my ear! Can you at least mute your mic while you chew? Anyway, I just didn’t enjoy the game, sure the visuals were well done but there is more to a game than that. Alan Wake was a much better game, it is as simple as that Skunk.”

Skunk stifled a laugh, He knew that eating the cashews irritated Kobold. He did it purely to get a reaction from him but he tried to feign an apology to keep up the pretense. “Oh, I’m sorry I forget how sensitive the mic can be. I tell you what instead of arguing over games why don’t we play something together?”

“Ok sure, anything but Tensile tough, I am sick of those stupid puzzles.”

“Hmmm how about Turbulent? We can try that mission we were stuck on.”

“Nah man, you keep crashing in that game. I almost feel like it is on purpose. I don’t want to play a simulation anyway.”

He was crashing on purpose just for Kobold’s reaction. “Um, how about sawbones?”

Kobold sighed. “Is it really hard to choose a game? I don’t have that one you know that.”

“Oh yes, sorry. Ok how about Psychomancy I see Raindrop is online it could be a part of three?”

“Arg! Not Raindrop he and I have had a bad fallout since he stabbed me in the back in our last game. He is such a guisard! We teamed up all the whole game but as soon as another player offered him a higher reward he turned around and shot me. I just can’t trust him.” Read more…

Create Something October 2017

Every month I try to write a story using words or phrases submitted to me by others. You can submit some to me by using my twitter @OdlyOtter and the hashtag #createsomething below is this month’s submission and story. If you made a suggestion, thank you, you should get a high five.

She could hear the bullets whiz past her as she ran and turned the corner. She dived onto a bus that was passing by and pulled her partner on board. As the bus continued to drive on their pursuers rounded the corner but had not seen them climb on the bus. They sat there catching their breath and she chuckled while her partner looked flustered. “Oh Frank, is all this excitement too much for you? I’m sure you didn’t expect any of this when we first bumped into each other on the landing of our adjustment aerie’s a few months ago did you?”

Frank shook his head “No indeed. I knew you were filled with adventure as soon as I looked into your eyes but I never expected this.”

The bus came to a stop and they both got off and walked into the nearest store. Which ended up being a bookstore. “Yes, well those individuals are from some business in Knysna that didn’t end well. Take a look at some of these books while I make a phone call. I won’t be long.”

He grabbed the first book he could and just stared at the pages not really taking anything in. His heart was racing and his mind was whirling. This woman was wild and adventurous. She ignited him. In the time they had spent together he had learned what it meant to live life and not to merely exist. He loved her and he knew she loved him. His recent encounter with death, however, had him asking questions. Why would people be shooting at them? What kind of trouble was she in? What kind of trouble was he now in?

He snapped out of his thoughts as she came up to him and grabbed the book out of his hands and looked at. “Aggiornamento” She tilted her head and looked at Frank.

“I’m sorry what?” Frank said.

She read aloud from the page he had been starting at; “Aggiornamento, meaning A bringing up to date, it was one of the keywords used during the Second Vatican Council both by bishops and the clergy attending the sessions and by the media and Vaticanologists covering it.” She smiled. “Frank, what on earth are you reading? Is this a dictionary? No matter, bring it with we need to go.” They walked out of the store and she squeezed his hand.

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Create Something September 2017

Every month I try to write a story using words or phrases submitted to me by others. You can submit some to me by using my twitter @OdlyOtter and the hashtag #createsomething below is this month’s submission and story. If you made a suggestion, thank you, you deserve a noddy badge.

As I walked into the restaurant my interest was immediately piqued by the lady alone at the table in the corner. While she was very attractive that is not what I noticed. It was the lineaments on her face, something about her cheeks and her eyes that I noticed. They were too perfect as if sculptured from clay to be just right. I approached her.

“Good evening, I must say that looks like a delightful dessert, you seem to be enjoying there.” I wasn’t lying I don’t know what it was but it looked great and I wanted it. “Could I bother you for the name of it?”

She looked up, it felt like she was assessing me. Deciding if I was some creep or someone she could spare a few sentences for. I hoped she would decide the latter. I slowly sat down while maintaining what I hoped was a none-creepy smile on my face. She seemed to have decided. “I’m not sure, to be honest. I just asked the waiter for the most chocolate thing on the menu and this is the result.” She took another spoonful and then swallowed. “Besides being a small serving, It is very good. Well, you know, it’s no packet of Jelly tots but it is a close second.” She was referring to a candy that was no longer in production. They had stopped making it a year ago. All that was left was remnant stock and it came at a premium these days. Read more…

The Jock & Hipster Part 4

“Ok Josh take this rope and tie Nina up for the trip.” Kyle said to Josh.

It was with little to no difficulty that Kyle gave the order concerning Nina to Josh. Josh obeyed without question, moving closer to Nina. Nina knew that there was no escape, she was trapped. While surprised she would die at the hands of two men she once considered friends she was determined not beg. She mustered up all the courage she could and staring into the face of Josh, she said;

“And so this grand adventure ends” and bowed.

Kyle’s eyes widened as he heard Nina say those words.

Josh was suddenly awake, holding a rope in his hands and staring at Nina who appeared panicked.

“Nina, What are you? Where are –

– “I really wish she hadn’t used that phrase. Things were going so well until she uttered those six words.” Kyle interrupted with a heavy sigh from behind Josh.

Josh was so confused, his heart was racing as if he had been exercising; he felt the adrenaline rushing through him. Pure exhilaration. The bedroom door had clearly been broken down. But he had no idea what was going on;

“Kyle, what in the world is going on? How did we get here?”

Kyle stepped backwards. “Well, Josh all good things have to come to an end and since we are now at our partnership’s unfortunate end I suppose I owe you an explanation.” Read more…

The Jock & Hipster Part 3

Josh waited outside his dorm for Kyle to arrive. He was supposed to be there at 7pm so they could meet up with their other friends for the study session and practise. He looked at his watch. It was 7.23pm. Which had him slightly curious as to what was going on because Kyle was always on time almost to the minute. For him to be this late was very strange. Perhaps he should call him. As he took his cellphone out his pocket he noticed a familiar figure coming around the corner. Skinny jeans, brushed back hair and thick brimmed glasses.

“Hey hipster! You are late!” Josh shouted. He then noticed that Kyle seemed to be limping. As he got closer Josh could see that Kyle had a split lip.

“Hey, you know it’s not nice to call people names you big jock.” Kyle said shaking Josh’s hand.

“Kyle, what happened to your lip man! Did someone do that to you?”.

“No worries Josh, it is just a minor injury.” He tapped him on the shoulder.

Are you sure Kyle? It doesn’t look too good and where is your bag?”.

“Yes I’m sure, seriously, it is nothing. We will just need to grab my bag quick, won’t take long. Now -” Kyle smiled at him. “ – Let us go on an adventure my good man.”

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Josh walked by the notice board and a missing person flyer caught his eye. He looked closer and then realized where he had seen the face before. It looked like the guy from the club that had gotten too close to Nina. There were a few missing person notices up, three other people Josh recognized but only because they were infamous for being connected to drugs and gangs in the area. They probably crossed the wrong people, never to be found again. Josh thought.

Josh’s cellphone rang, taking it out of his pocket he saw Kyle’s name on the screen. “Oh hey hipster. How you doing?”

“Josh, Nina just told me it’s over.”

“What? Ahh Kyle, I’m sorry man what happened? You want to meet up?”

There was a pause. “I’d like that Josh, can we meet at your place?”

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Josh began to prepare some coffee for Kyle’s arrival. He had no idea how he was going to help his friend. He didn’t even know that there were issues between Nina and Kyle. But he would try his best to ease the blow. Somehow.

Knock, Knock

“Josh, it’s Kyle.” Kyle called out.

Josh opened the door. “Hey bud, how you holding up? I was sure you would want some coffee so I started making it.” Josh walked back into the kitchen while Kyle sat on the sofa.

“Coffee might help. Thanks.” Kyle said with a deflated tone.

Josh set the coffee down in front of Kyle and took a sip of his own while trying to figure out how to ask the obvious question. “So…like…What happened dude?”

Kyle sighed. “Well the short version is…drugs.” There was a pause before Kyle continued; “You know how she always hated drugs because of her past. So she was at my place earlier today and she was looking for her keys and…Well she found some drugs. She didn’t even give me a chance to explain anything she just threw them into my face and said she could never see me again and then she left.”

Josh was shocked; this was a side of Kyle that he didn’t know existed. What on earth was he doing with drugs? He couldn’t possibly be using could he? As shocking as that information was, Josh was here to look after his friend not to judge him. A time would come when the topic of what Kyle was doing with the drugs could be discussed. For now Josh was focused on comforting Kyle with the break up. “I am sorry man, I know you really like her. Do you think that you could patch things up?”

Kyle shook his head. “I highly doubt it; her hate for drugs is way too high. She turned her own dad in just to escape from the cycle, remember?” As the words left his mouth a look of concern appeared on his face.

Josh realized the same thing. “You don’t think she would turn you in as well do you?”

Kyle stood up, “I think we need to go see her, maybe we can get to her before she says anything. Let us go on an adventure my good man.”


NOTE: This is a part of a short series that you will find here every second Tuesday. Click here for all parts of the series.

The Jock & Hipster Part 2

Sitting at his favourite coffee shop on campus early on Sunday morning, Josh was satisfying his craving for a mint latte, which was strange as he normally never really liked mint lattes. He thought of the day ahead and was looking forward to a day of catching up on his studies and TV series. Although, he should probably ease up on the crime shows he thought, considering his dreams of late. It felt so real when he was beating that man with a steel pipe and pushed the body over the pier.

“Hey Josh, I thought I would spot you here!” Kyle walked in carrying a bulky bag snapping Josh out of the memory of his dream.

“Oh hey Kyle, uh what’s with the bag? There are no classes today.” Kyle sat down and ordered a mint latte, his favourite, from the waiter.

“Oh this? It is not for class. It is…uh…for something else, something off campus.”

Josh laughed, “Taking laundry home to mom are you?”

Kyle laughed. “Yeah, taking care of dirty stuff I guess. So anyway, How about we hang out together for a while?”

“I am not particularly keen to go sort out laundry at your mom’s dude. I got my heart set on relaxing at home and catching up on some studies.”

Kyle took a sip of his latte and shook his head; “No man, not for that, I thought maybe we can catch a movie or find out what is happening at The Corner of B. You know, just do something fun before we hit the books tomorrow.”

“No thanks Kyle, I think I am pretty happy to spend the day at home, I’m broke so movies aren’t happening and The Corner of B has had some shady characters hanging around there these days.” Josh said shacking his head.

Kyle sighed, “Come on Josh; Let us go on an adventure my good man.”

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The blood was all over his favourite shoes. But it was OK, he was enjoying himself too much to care. He watched the man running away. Should he chase him? He gripped the small pipe he had in his hands, it was light. He could hit the guy from here no doubt. Taking aim at his head he threw the pipe and watched as it spun in the air towards the man.

*Knock, knock*

He was startled awake, there was someone at his door. He was both relieved to have been brought out of the dream and slightly sad because he wanted to know if he would have hit his target. Come to think of it, he hadn’t seen those shoes in a while.

“Joshy! Open the door, we got to get moving if we going to get to the club before the big rush and entrance price goes up!” The female voice on the other side of the door called.

“Yeah Josh you big jock, listen to Nina. Let’s get a move on bud!” Kyle said loudly through the door.

“Kyle, you can’t call people names like that! It’s not nice.” Nina said with surprise to Kyle.

“He knows how to take a joke honey.” Kyle replied.

Josh chuckled at the conversation on the other side of the door as he walked to open it. “Hey you two, sorry about the wait I decided to catch some Z’s so I would be fresh for tonight. Come on in, I just need to grab my wallet and put some gel in my hair.” Nina hugged Josh as she walked in.

“I’m supposed to be the pretty boy Josh, not you remember.” Kyle said as he shook Josh’s hand.

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The Jock & Hipster Part 1

Josh woke up on a couch. His left hand’s knuckles were covered in fresh scabs from a recent wound, and his head was throbbing. He got off the couch as he heard the toilet down the passage flush; he wasn’t alone. Who else was in this place with him? How did he end up on this couch? He looked around the room for a weapon; an umbrella. Really? Better than nothing. He grabbed it. Watching the corridor, his heart began to beat faster. The door opened. Out emerged a man wearing skinny jeans, a checkered shirt, thick brimmed glasses and brushed back hair.

“Kyle! You gave me a fright, I was…” He waved the umbrella in the air.

“You were going to shield me from rain?” Kyle chuckled. “Glad to see you are awake bud, that was some party last night. I’m going to make some coffee if you want some?”

“Coffee sounds good yeah.” Josh said as he set the umbrella down. “Two sugars and milk please.” Kyle walked into the living room, hit play on his stereo and walked into the kitchen. Josh didn’t recognise the band that was playing at all but that was the norm whenever Kyle played music. The smell of coffee soon filled the air.

“So, I take it that I crashed on your couch after the party?” Josh asked after his first sip of coffee.

“Well there was no way you could have made it home last night. So since we were so close to my place we decided to just get here and crash for the night. Which was already a big ask for you I thought, but we got here.” Kyle responded. “How are you feeling by the way? How are your ribs?”

At the mention of his ribs Josh touched his sides and discovered that he was bruised on his left side.

“Ouch! How did that happen?”

Kyle laughed, “You decided that you could fly…and discovered you were wrong. As usual.” Josh knew Kyle was right. Josh always ended up with a bruise after one of their adventures, but he always recovered quickly. Kyle on the other hand never seemed the worse for wear after their adventures.

“Anyway, it’s time for us to get to class. So let’s get moving. You know how I love psychology.”


NOTE: This is a part of a short series that you will find here every second Tuesday. Click here for all parts of the series.

SnapPost #11 – Black badge’s (Ke!th universe)

This story was inspired by a #2bitTues twitter session earlier this month. Normally I write a few random bite size stories to fit the theme of the week, but this week I started with this tweet 2bitTues Image 1 which sparked my imagination so I followed it up with this one;2bitTues Image 2Since that last tweet the story has just kept growing in my head. It has now gotten to a point that it has now claimed a spot as part of a larger story project I am writing called Ke!th. So I am now writing the story it triggered below. Please let me know what you think.

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Each badge meant something, blue for normal access, red for backstage. Everyone wanted red. Then there was the black one. The black badge was rare. The few that had one had sworn not to reveal its significance. I was surprised when I got one. There was a simple note within the envelope that my badge was delivered in.

“This will open a door hidden behind the black curtain that hangs across from the main hall’s entrance.” The rest, I suppose I was going to discover behind the door…

I wore that black badge with pride on the day of the event. Those around me looking at it in envy and curiosity.

The man sitting next to me in the first session said.“Hey man, I didn’t see the black badge on the site, how did you buy it? How is it different from the blue and red ones?”

All I could do was smile and say; “Sorry man, I can’t tell you that.” To be truthful I still had no idea what it was for. At that point I hadn’t entered the door yet. I just gave him the same answer I knew the other black badges would give. I had planned to go to the door right after that session was over though. I couldn’t wait.

As the session finished, I tried to walk as casual as I could to the location of the hidden door. But my phone beeped as I neared the curtain. The text had two words from a strange number. “Not active.” I thought it must be a wrong number. But as I got closer to the curtain I was tapped on the shoulder and I turned around to see a man with a stern look on his face. He was also wearing a black badge and he said “I know you are new to the badge so let me help you out. If you get a message saying Not active it means the door wont open. If the text says Active then you can enter. This door will become active around lunch. See you later.” And then He began to walk away. I was thankful for the information but had a lot more questions to ask him so I went after him and said;

“Hi, uh..thank you for that information but could you tell me more? What is behind the door and –” Before I could finish my sentence he stopped and looked at me with his stern face again and replied;

“You will have to wait until the door is active to learn more. Also, black badges don’t speak to each other outside the doors, we don’t want attention. Until later” And he walked away. Now I’m sure you can imagine that I couldn’t wait for lunch.

Keith nodded at Alex, keen to hear more of his story. “Well I–” Alex’s cellphone rang and he answered. Keith looked around the empty canteen while he waited for Alex to finish his conversation on the phone. Alex put the phone down and stood up. “Sorry Keith, I will tell you more later. That was one of the guys from upstairs. They have some 9-1-1 type of emergency that they want my help with.”

SnapPost #10 – The white hat

“I woke up  that morning and….

Well I don’t really know how to explain it but I knew.”

“Sir, I can’t write that into the report. Please give me details.” The agent said from the other side of his desk.

I stirred in my seat. “Uh…well..it was just a sense that I needed to carry out the scan. Yes I knew it was out routine but it must have been a dream I don’t remember or something that planted the idea in my mind.”

“So you carried out the scan randomly, is that correct sir?”

I nodded, “Yes, I guess you can say that.”

“Great, thank you. Now can you tell me about the scan results?

I tapped the scan results on my lap. “So it was just a basic scan I set the filters to look for open services  like  port 80 and 25 and open sessio—

The agent interrupted me by waving his hands in the air, “Sir I am not technical could you go slowly, or maybe right the more granular information down in a document. I just need a summary for this portion.” Read more…

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