Make a Story Monday

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Make a Story Monday, Transcribing Tuesday, Write-it Wednesday, Typewriter Thursday, 

Fill it in Friday, Scribble Saturday, and Short Story Sunday

Premise - Dice get randomly generated into a prompt for you to make a story 

(Using Rory's Story cubes via DaveBirss.com)

Goal - Write a short story that includes some of the randomly generated dice

My Part - Give you guys the cubes as well as give an optional writers twist

Your Part - You are not obligated to do anything tbh

Rules - Not much. You can interpret the images however you want. Please keep swearing to a minimum, and keep topics appropriate. I will hopefully be posting one of these at the start of every week, but if not, - er -, I dunno. Just use last week's prompt? 

- More Rules to Come -

Example - Words are - bobby pin, slide, chair, anchor, and hamburger

I wondered how I got here, looking at my watch, counting the seconds until my friend comes over to look at the bright ocean-blue waves over the steep, rocky edge. I had been planning to propose for a while now, waiting for the perfect point to do so. I had set up a picnic - Some sub-par hamburgers, and some ice-cold lemonade. I also had some plastic chairs in the back of my old 2008 Jeep waiting to be set up. I had the box in my pocket. I was ready.

They pulled up in their slightly newer Buick, and walked out, ruffling their hands through their dirty blonde hair, sticking their keys into their jean pocket. I sure hoped that I was ready. We hung out for a while, occasionally grasping the other’s hand. I backed off of my red-checkered blanket and knelt on my back leg. With all the strength I could muster, I fumbled for my box. It was in an uncomfortable spot between my shirt and my pants. I was already kneeling, and without the box in my hand, I couldn’t do anything. I sat there dumbfounded for a good 20 seconds and started to reach over my shoe to tie it, except it was already tied. I shifted over to my other shoe, which was also tied, and sat back down. Gladly, they hadn’t noticed it. 

After another short while, my friend nudged me to go look at the waves with them. The light was dying, and the sunset was just turning an orange-ish tinted red. They walked behind me and whispered in my ear - I have something to ask - I turned around. They walked back a step and knelt with one leg. They brought out a box. I stood there for a while, and feeling something, knelt back too, with my box in my hand. We exchanged gifts, one a lavender felt, and another a furnished oak. I opened it. They did too. It wasn’t in sync, but each of us said the words, both feeling soft. We put the boxes in our pockets and watched the rest of the sunset fade.

Another One - 

Bobby was a very, very affable 26-year-old. They wore a bobby pin on the left side of their hair and a flower on the other side. They also enjoyed going to the park, where there was a slide as well as a hamburger place across the street.  One day Bobby was sliding down the slide, eating a hamburger, and wearing a bobby pin, when suddenly an anchor fell two feet away from them and hit their single mother. They were then diagnosed with depression and sat in an armchair every day, for the rest of their adult life.

See - It can be as serious or as goofy as you want; having as many or little words as you want.

Have fun. I will post the cubes each Monday and the prompt will go through the week. Feel free to use the ones from the last week as well. I will try to reply to as many people as possible at the end of the week. I also don't know if this should be a village game or a general discussion topic - either way, hope to see your replies. 

I will hopefully post one by 1:00 P.M. PDT (3:00 on the forum) at the start of every week.

As Phil Keoghan would say 

The World is waiting for you. Good luck. Travel safe

GO!