Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #481

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! Or, as cleverly done by a CCC-er you can CAPITALIZE the challenge words in your piece.

I am beginning to invite others to be the author of a week’s list of words, that means you too! All you have to do is email me at TheHandMaiden_Kathleen@hotmail.com

  1. Penthouse
  2. Consultants
  3. Reserves
  4. Receivable
  5. Exceeds
  6. Complacent
  7. Basket and Bunnies
  8. Color
  9. Blood
  10. Sacrifice

35 Comments on “Writing Prompt – Creative Copy Challenge #481”

  1. Anklebuster says:

    The consultants stopped just short of a blood sacrifice. They left the prostitutes in the penthouse and continued their wicked debauchery in the hotel’s aptly named bar–Basket and Bunnies.

    Fifteen minutes later, Big Daddy Dredd cornered the complacent accountants in their booth, dropped a pair of soiled panties on the table and demanded payment on the receivable. The consultants, faces suddenly drained of color, pleaded penury.

    Big Daddy Dredd proceeded to crack skulls, while muttering about the actuarial consequences of a grantee who exceeds his reserves.

  2. Cathy Miller says:

    The long lost child (?) has returned. Work has been unbelievably super busy. But, I decided I needed my CCC break. That creaking you hear are unused writing chops. ☺

    How insignificant the working masses appeared from a penthouse view. The pretentious procurators of modern times scurrying about as if they gave meaning to life. Stock market consultants in their Brooks Brothers suits, jabbering away in Bluetooth buffoonery. It would be comical if not for the arrogance emanating skyward to slap at his disdain.

    Waste. Incredible waste, leaving nothing in reserves for what was meant to be. For their time had come. And he would be the facilitator of their accounts receivable.

    His heart quickened in anticipation as his middle finger activated destiny in a silent gesture of scorn. The accompanying blast shook the towering metropolis as smoke layered with shattered glass joined hands to choke the signs of life.

    Car alarms bellowed in angry retort, soon to be drowned in the anguished cries of silent horror. Reality exceeds the dream. Be complacent no more, you pompous fools. The world is not all basket and bunnies. This season’s color is rooted in the blood of your children’s sacrifice.

  3. Cathy Miller says:

    Oops, could you fix my bold in the last sentence? I told you I was rusty. ☺

  4. “Hey Billy! I’z can’t believes we got comped dis here Penthouse sweet. And I’z can’t believe people actually believes dat we’z pet beauty consultants. I reserves the right to be dumfoundeded ‘bout dis.”

    “Bobby, ask and you shall receivable. My intellect exceeds dat of complacent folks in da service industry and da basket and bunnies convention. I colored my resume and weaved it to looks like I’z an expert speaker ‘bout rabbit care and basket weavin’.”

    “But Billy. Aint they gonna be upset during da part of your presentation dat covers rabbit oyster blood sacrifices?”

  5. KathleenMK says:

    “I was so glad to be one of the consultants for the Basket and Bunnies rooms in the Circus Circus hotel. I think the other designers got complacent when it came to color. It does take blood, sweat and tears to come up with a competition winning design of a kid friendly setting that exceeds owners anticipations of meeting the needs of busy parents who want to gamble and … well, do things that make it so they can say, ‘what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

    “It’s no sacrifice, really, to keep reserves of nannies for these playful penthouses as it will increase your receivables,” she added as she pushed her interviewer to pay attention to her in hopes of her getting this job.

  6. “Hello?”

    “Alicia.” Damn. It was Amanda, from Accounts Receivable. “You’re late.”

    That woman made me more nervous than a basket of bunnies. I tried to put a smile in my voice. “What’s the penalty this time, Amanda?”

    “You’ll have to ask the Man in the Penthouse. Any time debt exceeds our consultants‘ estimate of your reserves, we have to refer it to him. You know the rules.”

    I felt the color drain from my face. I’d grown complacent, over the years. Taxi-dancing with the Devil, Bobby called it. Just a little bargaining here, a little wheedling there, a joking plea for help in a pinch – it adds up, eventually. Bobby never did approve, but he didn’t mind looking the other way when it was to his benefit, did he? The BMW, the Greek island cruise, the house on the beach…

    The first blood sacrifice is nothing – what’s a pint between friends? But we were past the niceties of friendship, now.

    I grabbed the seam ripper. What’s one more hole in the soul? We’d find out – if Bobby ever woke up.

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