Writing Prompts – Creative Copy Challenge #402

This is a writing prompt. Bet you can’t do it! Take the 10 random words below and crush writer’s block by creating a cohesive, creative short story! And remember: after (if) you finish entering your submission into the comment field, highlight your words and click the bold button to make them stand out and help you determine if you forgot any words. (If you’ve missed previous writing prompts, we BET YOU CAN’T do those, either.) NOTE: Our bolding plugin is gone, so you’ll have to put before and after each of your challenge words if you want them to stand out, but NOT REQUIRED THOUGH.

  1. Mansplain – of a man explaining something to someone, typically a woman, in a manner regarded as condescending or patronizing
  2. Zoolatry – the worship of animals
  3. Woopie – an affluent retired person able to pursue an active lifestyle (from the initials of Well-Off Older Person)
  4. Razzia – a raid carried out by Moors in North Africa
  5. Omophagy – the eating of raw food, especially meat
  6. Kylie – a boomerang
  7. Futz – to waste time or busy oneself aimlessly
  8. Eyewater – Tears
  9. Erf – a plot of land
  10. Croze – a groove at the end of a cask or barrel in which the head is fixed
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7 Comments on “Writing Prompts – Creative Copy Challenge #402”

  1. Anklebuster says:

    The factions tore apart what remained of the post-apocalyptic natural resources. GreenPiece, made up of tree-huggers and lumberjacks united by their common hatred of the Woopie WallStreeters, took up arms to defend their beleaguered erf from the razzia-style incursions of the Knuckle Draggers.

    The Feminists For Freedom tangled with the Girls of the Golden Calf, a small but vicious group of practitioners of zoolatry. Neither faction futzed around with eyewater as they struggled for control of fur coats.

    One faction refused to fight. The Whirled Peas, pacifist vegetarians, spent most of their time foraging on the outskirts of arbitrarily drawn territorial boundaries. When not otherwise engaged, they sent delegations to negotiate peace between warring factions. Ironically, none of the other groups provoked the delegates—mostly because the Whirled Peas didn’t have anything and they didn’t try to take from anyone.

    The Whirled Peas were secretly ambitious; they had an agenda to unite the factions under the banner of utopian idyll. Their catchy slogan, appropriated from the bumper sticker that gave rise to their name, was simple: Imagine Whirled Peas. Getting there was another thing, altogether.

    The delegation to the Knuckle Draggers appealed to that faction’s love of raw meat by suggesting that they put down their kylies and learn to love soy protein. Simultaneously, the GreenPiece delegation promised relief from the Knuckle Dragger omophagy by providing oil from poison ivy for GreenPiece to rub on their livestock.

    Meanwhile, the Woopie WallStreeters didn’t make any friends among the delegates assigned to their penthouses. Between their need to mansplain their superior positions and their insistence on wresting the finest sables from the undeserving Feminists, the Woopies taxed the patience of the down-to-earth women who just wanted everyone to get along.

    Last, but not least, Whirled Peas decided to bring red paint cans to the Girls of the Golden Calf. The delegates assured the zealots that only the Feminists For Freedom would see destruction of fur as desecration against animals. Further, they promised that, once all of the coats were spoiled, the fighting would cease.

    The Whirled Peas faction, in their arrogance, had badly miscalculated the results of their campaigns. The Woopies became outraged by the ruined coats. They allied with the Feminists For Freedom for a deadly attack on the Girls of the Golden Calf.

    The bone-headed Knuckle Draggers mistook the paint for blood and declared war on the Girls, claiming encroachment on their God-given right to hunt.

    Also, the livestock became cannibals, chomping delicious, ivy-stained lamb chops (“liddle lamzy divey”) This enraged GreenPiece, who broke the unwritten covenant against attacking Whirled Peas.

    The land needed this new fighting like a rotted barrel needed a new croze. Within months, only cockroaches were left. And itchy sheep.

  2. KathleenMK says:

    Teddy was mansplaining zoolatry to the woopie sitting at the bar. The explanation only followed the woopie’s diatribe on the raid carried out by Moor in North Africa.

    “The razzia did include the custom of omophagy,” the woopie said.

    Teddy’s head kylied back and forth as he listened.

    “I will no longer futz around here on this erfwith you,” Teddy said as eyewater pooled. He began walking out of the alley letting his fingers trail along the croze. He knew he would be back to retrieve the contents of the cask he lovingly caressed as he exited.

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