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Twitter Challenge III: Over Capacity

The last time I did one of these, it was 2009. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is: Write me a Ficly in 140 characters or less.

From the Ficly archive

Challengers

9 entries
  1. The night sky

    Author: Sanglorian

    I wondered at a sparking point which stopped and started in the night. Was it morse code for aliens unknown, or a star gutting out at last?

    May 17, 2011 · Ficly archive

  2. Weight

    Author: Chrys W

    She felt a shift, allowed her head to sink back, and heard the tiara fall with a metallic tinkle. And smiled, for the weight was gone.

    May 15, 2011 · Ficly archive

  3. Meathenge

    Author: zxvasdf

    It is meathenge, the giants picking up panicked people by the fistfuls to ply like clay, or hamburger, into stackable occult shapes

    May 11, 2011 · Ficly archive (1)

  4. Calliope

    Author: zxvasdf

    Fast cars and thundercrack gimlets on shimmering asphalt’s toasty slipstream towards the city of night lights and soft calliope music

    May 11, 2011 · Ficly archive (1)

  5. -david, i'm lost-

    Author: 32 Squared

    Honey, where are you? i don’t know How’s the baby? he’s hungry Give me the cross-streets. it’s too dark-i see two guys with JULIA?

    May 10, 2011 · Ficly archive (1)

  6. shhhhhhhhhbang!

    Author: 32 Squared

    Sweaty doorknob Heavy steps Hollow scratching Hysteria muted Hand over keyhole Heart pounding Hours die Help Me He’s Here... BANG!

    May 10, 2011 · Ficly archive

  7. Gait

    Author: Sir Bic

    His time-portal sizzled. He walked through. His portal collapsed. He felt lost and alone. His world was an anomaly. He walked out of time.

    May 9, 2011 · Ficly archive (3)

  8. On the Subject of Reputations

    Author: Robert Quick

    Crimson cheeked, she stepped back aghast. “Sir, do you know me?” “I am afraid I only know of you.” I said, pulling out my wallet.

    May 9, 2011 · Ficly archive (1)

  9. Halitosis Prayers

    Author: 32 Squared

    In the land Of Sugar Free A fetid secret The Church of Rot. The Candy Man preaches Of bittersweet lies And blows a kiss At Tooth Fairy Land.

    May 7, 2011 · Ficly archive