Prompt Swap:
Friday, July 11th, 2014 01:23 amI signed up for Prompt Swap and was given a prompt. I don't know exactly what I'm supposed to do aside post the prompt, if anything. Am I allowed to say the username of the person I was given to write? Dunno.
[The concept is that a Mindcracker is reliving a day, over and over. Groundhog day style. Nothing else was specified. I've written this prompt to be at a point in the future. If it pleases you, feel free to imagine this as an Alternate Universe prompt]
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Beef's eyes blinked open, and his head, originally facing up, fell to the left, as he tried to make out the time on the red LED clock that sat innocently on the desk nearby, unaware that the angle it sat at was causing Beef significant troubles trying to make out the numbers. The conclusion he came to was 7:36. AM, of course.
As Beef shifted over to view what was on the right of him -- two empty beds -- he quickly recounted what had brought him to his current point in life. It was Day 2 of Minecon Britain, he was sleeping in the same room as the two foreign members of Nancy Drew - Pause and Guude. Yesterday had been an absolutely dreadful day, but not necessarily for him. Guude had accidentally left his cell phone on a table at the bar, and one enraged message from Etho later, they discovered that some twelve year old had found his phone and texted Etho and more than likely found the information on his cell phone that not even close friends and contributors, like Rob, knew.
He slowly put on his clothes for the second day, and a quick glance at his phone made him snatch it up and look again. It said Friday. Friday was Day One of Minecon.
After thirty minutes of trying to figure things out on his own, he resorted to calling Pause to figure things out. Before he could even say anything, Pause started talking.
"Morning, Beef! You slept in a ton so we went out without you, hope you don't mind walking to the convention! We can send Guude back or something to pick you up if you're really that big of a baby, but Guude's gotta go pick up Wes Wilson and Mhykol at the airport in..." Pause went silent, clearly doing the math in his head.
"Pause. Pause." Beef practically shouted, trying to cut off Pause before he could continue.
"Yeah Beef?"
"Is this some sorta prank?"
"Huh?"
"It's Day Two, right?"
Pause went silent for a couple seconds. "You OK, guy? You flew in last night, maybe you're still all jet lagged or whatever. It's Day One."
Beef pursed his lips, conflicted. He had thought Pause was playing some joke on him, but the indian sounded genuine. "If you're tricking me, I'm going to kill you."
"Not tricking you, buddy. Guude's leaving in 45 minutes to go to the airport, let me know if you want him to pick you up some point before or during that."
Beef muttered an acknowledgement of the offer, and ended the call. Thinking to himself, if it was truly Day One, which more and more sources - the clothing hamper, Skype, Twitter, et cetra - were confirming, then he might just be able to... save Guude's phone? Maybe?
He began trying to more clearly recall the events of "yesterday", planning out his own personal plan to save the cellphone from some grubby kid's hands.
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Help I'm bad at this writing thing. What's a Tags?
[The concept is that a Mindcracker is reliving a day, over and over. Groundhog day style. Nothing else was specified. I've written this prompt to be at a point in the future. If it pleases you, feel free to imagine this as an Alternate Universe prompt]
---
Beef's eyes blinked open, and his head, originally facing up, fell to the left, as he tried to make out the time on the red LED clock that sat innocently on the desk nearby, unaware that the angle it sat at was causing Beef significant troubles trying to make out the numbers. The conclusion he came to was 7:36. AM, of course.
As Beef shifted over to view what was on the right of him -- two empty beds -- he quickly recounted what had brought him to his current point in life. It was Day 2 of Minecon Britain, he was sleeping in the same room as the two foreign members of Nancy Drew - Pause and Guude. Yesterday had been an absolutely dreadful day, but not necessarily for him. Guude had accidentally left his cell phone on a table at the bar, and one enraged message from Etho later, they discovered that some twelve year old had found his phone and texted Etho and more than likely found the information on his cell phone that not even close friends and contributors, like Rob, knew.
He slowly put on his clothes for the second day, and a quick glance at his phone made him snatch it up and look again. It said Friday. Friday was Day One of Minecon.
After thirty minutes of trying to figure things out on his own, he resorted to calling Pause to figure things out. Before he could even say anything, Pause started talking.
"Morning, Beef! You slept in a ton so we went out without you, hope you don't mind walking to the convention! We can send Guude back or something to pick you up if you're really that big of a baby, but Guude's gotta go pick up Wes Wilson and Mhykol at the airport in..." Pause went silent, clearly doing the math in his head.
"Pause. Pause." Beef practically shouted, trying to cut off Pause before he could continue.
"Yeah Beef?"
"Is this some sorta prank?"
"Huh?"
"It's Day Two, right?"
Pause went silent for a couple seconds. "You OK, guy? You flew in last night, maybe you're still all jet lagged or whatever. It's Day One."
Beef pursed his lips, conflicted. He had thought Pause was playing some joke on him, but the indian sounded genuine. "If you're tricking me, I'm going to kill you."
"Not tricking you, buddy. Guude's leaving in 45 minutes to go to the airport, let me know if you want him to pick you up some point before or during that."
Beef muttered an acknowledgement of the offer, and ended the call. Thinking to himself, if it was truly Day One, which more and more sources - the clothing hamper, Skype, Twitter, et cetra - were confirming, then he might just be able to... save Guude's phone? Maybe?
He began trying to more clearly recall the events of "yesterday", planning out his own personal plan to save the cellphone from some grubby kid's hands.
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Help I'm bad at this writing thing. What's a Tags?
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Date: Friday, July 11th, 2014 07:06 am (UTC)Cuts are good. Great even. Makes happy mods.
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Date: Friday, July 11th, 2014 02:37 pm (UTC)you do want to say the username of the person you got though. just in case they've forgotten what prompts they've requested hehe
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