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Twitter Challenge IV: [Something Catchy]

Once again, I have decided, God willing, to put on a challenge based upon Twitter. Write me a ficly in one hundred forty characters or less.

From the Ficly archive

Challengers

13 entries
  1. Flu season

    Author: Emilou

    One day I woke up quite sickly, it happened so very quickly! Sniffing, sneezing, coughing, wheezing, Staying well through flu season’s tricky!

    Nov 24, 2012 · Ficly archive

  2. people

    Author: pyrrhicv

    Some I have not loved and so lost Others I loved and hence lost Several I love and lost anyway; To those I love and have yet to lose – stay.

    Nov 24, 2012 · Ficly archive (2)

  3. Sorority

    Author: BiC

    “Don’t forget your coat, dear.” Her voice spiteful as she draped the mink over the lifeless form of her sister. “Likely you’ll catch cold.”

    Nov 21, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)

  4. Amateur Sleuths?

    Author: Silhouette

    Hey, I need help finding a murderer. Here’s a picture of my death. See anything odd or weird? Thanks for the <3 uuu.instagram.//98304

    Nov 19, 2012 · Ficly archive

  5. Monster

    Author: Jim Stitzel

    Slitherin’, slimy, goopy and grimy, up it comes from the muck. Tentacles waving, bottomless cravings, it drags her into the guck.

    Nov 14, 2012 · Ficly archive

  6. Unleft Alone

    Author: 32 ^2

    Wait, there’s another light, at the far end of the battlefield, a waving life! I’m not alone-- New message...I’m Kiera, I have supplies.

    Nov 13, 2012 · Ficly archive

  7. Sick Twit

    Author: 32 ^2

    A day away from no pay. Snot, fever, a violent sneezer, butt spew, eyes full o goo, don’t call me, I’ll call you, I’ve got the flu. Achoo!

    Nov 13, 2012 · Ficly archive (2)

  8. suicide poem

    Author: punpun

    come down (boy) there’s plenty more in life don’t ju- no no no no no no . . oh god why some- one help plea- se call for help

    Nov 12, 2012 · Ficly archive

  9. something fishy

    Author: Pyropunk 51 (PPP LoA)

    Slowly the cat licks my toes and purrs contentedly. Innocent eyes stare lovingly into mine. A salty odour wafts up. Where are my angelfish?

    Nov 11, 2012 · Ficly archive

  10. Ford Explorer

    Author: soup

    I do not wish to understand what was going through your brain when you stood beside the road and waited to jump.

    Nov 10, 2012 · Ficly archive