“It’s all very well,” muttered the red-headed writer (aka la Raconteuse), as she continued to stare at the wonderful vista for a while, then turned to little Moxie, and said, “it’s not real, is it… there’s no ocean by the roof top garden, it can’t be that.”
“Aha, you’re right,” as Moxie began to do a couple of pirouettes, then said: “I’ll show you another place instead; we’ll go back to the usual dumbwaiter, I just need to find a particular vestibule, and then we’ll walk to a larger room, it’s called The Blue Room.”
So, la Raconteuse did as she was told, although she was almost desperate to get her big bag back, since she needed to write all these strange things down.
“Here we are, we’ve made it,” grinned Moxie, “you’re going to like this immensely… come on, you can look at all these excellent objects and even people and animals; and I’m going to run a quick victory lap to show how happy I am.”
It was alluring and also weird – there were three fat ladies who would dance with a moment’s notice, lifting up their thunder thighs and doing their can-can several times; then further over la Raconteuse saw a huge snake, and said, “wow, that looks dangerous?” – “nah, that’s Daisy,” grinned Moxie, “she’s a pussy cat, and not venomous, by the way.”
“All very interesting,” said la Raconteuse to Moxie, “but I really want to go back to Room 215, and kind of now.”
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Di of Pensitivity 101 – Wednesday’s Three Things Challenge: VICTORY, VENOM, VEST
Denise Farley of GirlieOnTheEdge
Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt: THUNDER
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You’ve merged all the prompts very well Chris.
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Such a nice thing you have said. Thanks, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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I’m with la Raconteuse. I want to go back to Room 215.
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Yes, very much so. Room 215 is less weird, although it’s still strange.
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Good continuation Chris. Thanks for weaving in the 3TC. Sadly though I couldn’t access your clip this time.
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Hmm, that’s odd. I wonder why that clip won’t work over there? RSA and UK are usually the same.
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Don’t worry.
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hehehehe Thunder Thighs! I love it!
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Very much fun… thunder thighs indeed!
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There’s a lot of strange stuff going on… Strange and compelling…
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So glad that you are enjoying this!
Thanks Dave.
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moxie
had maxied
it out
red head
find the road ahead!
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The red-headed writer needs to run pretty quickly…
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a modern day poteet canyon???????
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Ooh, fancy that!!
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milton caniff
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oh wow. A blue room ?
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Yep…. that blue room (more than odd).
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i also must say I think it’s one of my personal favourite episodes so far
I was completely pulled in from the first sentence already and I love how surprised I was at the end by the story itself.
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Aww, that’s very kind, Reelika. Sorry, she didn’t see you as she hoped to though…
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well, you may have been noticed by the nervous one but we won’t know before I hit publish right?
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Just push… it will be fine. I am sure. More than sure!!
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one word: ‘ruh roe’
(will be back)
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Well… yep. And what will occur?
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la Raconteuse is no fool, no wonder she was freaking out, she knows there’s no ocean there! Very nice job bringing home her discomfort in the last sentence, Chris. I felt the red-headed writer’s uneasiness.
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Well, me too! I didn’t expect that, even as I was writing that. There was very much… hmm!
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Oh yes, and fetch the big bag, too.
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Must have that big bag… hard to miss it – very bright red!
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Thunder thighs was the first word that came to mind, but then I chose to stay away. You did a good job with it.
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Thanks a lot, Reena!
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I don’t think I would’ve been as composed as la Raconteuse.
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I believe she’s quaking a bit on the inside though. 😉
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I think so too. Can’t blame here
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Some dreamscapes are best with a quick visit and an even quicker exit…trust your feelings, eh?
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That was some excellent advice!! She’s off…
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A very great six-sentence story! You’ve merged two prompts together in a really nice way. 👍
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Thanks a lot. I’m smiling about that!
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You’re welcome. I’m glad my comment brought a smile! ☺️
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It sounds like we’re headed back to Room 215.
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After seeing the video I realize I’ve been to the House on the Rock in Wisconsin decades ago. Musical instruments were playing by themselves and there were carousel collections. There was even a bridge over the ledge where you could look down through a glass floor hundreds of feet below.
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Oh wow! How interesting, and really real then.
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Hoping so!
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Chris, I didn’t even realize you were incorporating the prompt words! I can relate to the read-headed writer – if I have to pee I can’t appreciate wonders or miracles! hahaha!
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Haha, I’m still laughing about what you have just said. Thanks so much, Val. Plus more giggling from me…
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Hehe! Age changes perspectives on many things!
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Sometimes too much new stuff comes too fast, and then you want the familiar for a moment. Even though it’s new, too, the room is more known than what’s happening now.
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Yes indeed. Those two need to whoa down.
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I’ve had dreams where I want to return to the starting point. Or at least get what I came for. Hope ‘Red’ gets her bag soon.
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Her big bag is back…. phew!
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