U.Sabra
Serendipity - Scene 7
It was one more lousy morning in old L.A. She sat at her desk in her shabby office and had her breakfast. Well breakfast was a glas of Scotch and a cigarette this morning. To be honest, that was her breakfast every morning. She mumbled something like „fuckin` city of fuckin´ angels and gulps down the Scotch when suddenly her phone rang.
She lifted the receiver and to her surprise she heard the voice of Kimmy. At the first hello she knew Kimmy was in trouble and as she heard the name Ben Dover she knew Kimmy was in big trouble. After she got the full story, she leaned back and closed her eyes.
All that seemed senseless. Hills, Myra, Kimmy, what the fuck, she said to herself and took another Scotch. As she lifted the glas she watches the wet circle the glas left on that old map on her desk and her eyes got wide.
LITTLEBOOTS!! There was a village in New Mexico called Littleboots and not enough with that, Littleboots was in an area called Wildmist Hills! She knew she shouldn´t swear so much but that was a fuckin´fuck fucked up situation and it was not the time to quit swearing.
FUCK she shouted, it´s not the girls, it´s the names and for sure it´s a trap for Myra. That is a damned message. But what message, for whom. Ben Dover is not smart enough for creating such a riddle. The only one she knew who was known for playing those fuckin´ mean games was a guy called Joker and even he was last seen in New Mexico. That can´t be by chance.
She remembered that girl that once was her friend. A cold hearted bitch and tough cookie called TeeCee. She lived in New Mexico and had best connections to every hoodlum around. She was the leader of the Goldshark Gang and she owed her a favor. With another loud FUCK and a bit irritated because a thought of a red rose crossed her mind (she hates roses) she dialed the number.
TeeCee? It´s time to do me the favor you owe me............
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Serendipity - Scene 7
It was one more lousy morning in old L.A. She sat at her desk in her shabby office and had her breakfast. Well breakfast was a glas of Scotch and a cigarette this morning. To be honest, that was her breakfast every morning. She mumbled something like „fuckin` city of fuckin´ angels and gulps down the Scotch when suddenly her phone rang.
She lifted the receiver and to her surprise she heard the voice of Kimmy. At the first hello she knew Kimmy was in trouble and as she heard the name Ben Dover she knew Kimmy was in big trouble. After she got the full story, she leaned back and closed her eyes.
All that seemed senseless. Hills, Myra, Kimmy, what the fuck, she said to herself and took another Scotch. As she lifted the glas she watches the wet circle the glas left on that old map on her desk and her eyes got wide.
LITTLEBOOTS!! There was a village in New Mexico called Littleboots and not enough with that, Littleboots was in an area called Wildmist Hills! She knew she shouldn´t swear so much but that was a fuckin´fuck fucked up situation and it was not the time to quit swearing.
FUCK she shouted, it´s not the girls, it´s the names and for sure it´s a trap for Myra. That is a damned message. But what message, for whom. Ben Dover is not smart enough for creating such a riddle. The only one she knew who was known for playing those fuckin´ mean games was a guy called Joker and even he was last seen in New Mexico. That can´t be by chance.
She remembered that girl that once was her friend. A cold hearted bitch and tough cookie called TeeCee. She lived in New Mexico and had best connections to every hoodlum around. She was the leader of the Goldshark Gang and she owed her a favor. With another loud FUCK and a bit irritated because a thought of a red rose crossed her mind (she hates roses) she dialed the number.
TeeCee? It´s time to do me the favor you owe me............
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The White Canvas Gallery challenges you to write your own story.
1. Someone has to tag you for you to qualify to do a sequel picture.
2. Assuming someone has tagged you, you have 3 days to think of a sequel picture and post it to Flickr. If you cannot do it then ask the person who tagged you to tag someone else. (3 days time period is done to keep this moving at a fair pace). If the storyline gets stuck with someone for too long, the moderators or admins of this group reserve the right to assign it to someone else in the group just to keep it moving. So dont lose your chance !
3. Tag someone to follow you, they will need to create another pic within 3 days, help them as much as you can.
4. Post your pic to this group
www.flickr.com/groups/twc-serendipity/
5. Feel free to write out your story in the description, just make sure these rules appear on your post at the bottom of your description
6. To help with sequence, i strongly urge that you start your title with "Scene [number]". the number is whatever your scene number is, one more than the previous.
Original Post (Scene 2):
www.flickr.com/photos/venuspetrov/28715034206/in/dateposted/
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