Prompt Me!

[aldersprig]

Okay.
I want to write as many approx. 150-word monsters in the next 5 days as I can stand.
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Now taking prompts and/or requests

My Patreon theme this month is "return of the light" with a bonus theme of "blood and heart"

Bonus points (2 monsters+) for prompting within one or both of those themes.

read on…

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[alexseanchai]

"They're hardly divisible, sir – well, I can do you blood and love without the rhetoric, and I can do you blood and rhetoric without the love, and I can do you all three concurrent or consecutive, but I can't do you love and rhetoric without the blood. Blood is compulsory – they're all blood, you see." —Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, Tom Stoppard

'light' prompt

[sauergeek]

The kitten found what looks like an old glowstick, but why is it still glowing?

Something has gone wrong with the organ transport vehicle.

Bleeding brightly.

Dissecting a Hooloovoo.

[aldersprig]

“Something has gone wrong with the organ transport vehicle.”

Gerry had never before seen Foster look worried. It wasn’t an expression that sat well on the EMT’s narrow face; it made Foster look rather like a possum trying to get something out of the garbage.

“So take it in to get it fixed, Foster. Quickly.”

“It’s, uh. It’s not that sort of wrong. Come take a look? Carefully? And wear your gloves.”

That was an odd enough request that Gerry slid on exam gloves and a coat to follow Foster out to the parking lot. Foster wasn’t the one Gerry had ever considered might snap from the stress, but things had been - well, just weird lately, and even someone as steady as Foster could start to get a little twitchy.

“Brace yourself.” Foster opened the back door of the transport vehicle.

Gerry was not sufficiently braced. Inside - well, there wasn’t quite an inside anymore. More like innards, all of them connected to a very alive-looking mass of flesh.

Gerry was silent for a moment, taking in the horror. “Well… on the upside? It’ll be easier to keep organs alive like this?”

[sauergeek]

...this assumes that the innards don't eat the organ. I am now imagining some real-world approximation of Christine.

Did Gerry or Foster do something they perhaps shouldn't have involving the vehicle? Or was there something about one of their organ donors that was a little more off than usual?

[aldersprig]

Christine?

[sauergeek]

Stephen King's novel-turned-movies of a possessed car.

[kelkyag]

Climbing out of the valley soas to catch the first light of dawn. (Stranded/Autumn, or tootplanet?)

Brazilian bbq: chicken hearts. (Om nom nom.)

Bloodhound on the trail.

Space accountant: blackout on the ship.

Fixing the sparkle function in a fairy's wand.

Building a structure or building that indicates certain days on the solar or lunar calendar.

[aldersprig]

“I don’t know. It just made a funny noise and then pfft, stopped working. I mean, it still goes, I suppose. It can perform spells and I can still fly. But it’s lost all its sparkle.”
The fairy was tapping her food and sighing loudly like it was all Joe’s fault. Like somehow he, by virtue of being the mechanic on duty, had somehow sabotaged her little wand and made everything awful for her day and, presumably, her week, her year, and maybe just her life.
He almost missed when all he’d worked on had been cars.
“Right, let me see it.” He held it with gloved hands while he ran his own wand over it, humming quietly to tune the diagnostics. “There we go. You’ve got a cantrip loose. I can whistle it back into place for you for a song, or we can replace the whole line of runes, which’ll take a week.” It would take two days, but she’d annoyed him.

“I - oh. Fine. Just ‘whistle’ it. Pay at the desk?”

“It’l be about twenty minutes. Pay at the desk.”

He took the wand into his back room for a fifteen-minute nap.

[kelkyag]

<giggles>

I can't approve of keeping the client waiting needlessly, but I also sympathize with the impulse ...

[sauergeek]

He can whistle it back? That's a good trick! But, then again, car mechanics have some pretty good tricks too. Experience and training count for a lot.

I'm particularly curious about the payment. Is a song a coin or a note? Or is she actually going to sing? Having played a fae in a LARP, who gave useful combat boons in exchange for performances, I can see that working one way. But a human former-car-mechanic may want something more tangible that can pay the rent or buy food. What benefit will he get from the song?

And how much would the rune replacement have cost?

[rix_scaedu]

A creature of the late winter, when the days are growng longer.