Louise Madison's Stories

Night Walk [[Ideal First Date Challenge]]

2008-05-26T04:47:43Z

We’re walking, sand swifting between our toes. This is not nesesscarily a date, but I thin we’re both wishing it was. Honey-roasted peanuts were surprisingly filling our stomachs from our poker game with your sister, mom and dad and my dad. I won. We all had traveled across the street to the beach. Your sister had long abandoned us to the bar where our parents were. So we were walking. The trucks who scanned the beach were stalking the shores. We walked, our footprints in the perfectly flat lines left by said trucks. I want to hold your hand so badly, so I try to hint it. I nudge your hand with mine. But you’re a boy; oblivious. We climb to the the top of a lifeguard’s chair. Next to me, I look at you face. Looking at the distance. I want to lean up and gently kiss your lips. Once we climb down, we lay on the sand.We talk about professional wrestling, of all things. The randomness descibes us, however. I’m in love with you, totally and completely. More love than I have ever felt, really. This is perfection.

Hide Your Energy Drinks[[Make Me Laugh Challenge]]

2008-05-24T15:12:34Z

I walk into the room, and am almost knocked over. My little brother was running around the room and acting like an overcaffinated chihuahua on speed. So it’s going to be another one of those days.
“Chip, I told you stay out of my energy drinks!!”
“Well then, well then, then, you should HIDE THEM BETTER !” he said, unaware of his voice rising in volume. I have. I’ve tried everything but he still finds them. He’s like a freaking german shepard even though he’s acting like a chihuahua.
“HeeheeheeheeheeheeHEEEEEE!!!” Chip giggled, his eyes getting very large.
“Hey, calm down!” I said, as he ran around the perimeter of the room, leaping over his bed with amazing agility.
“Chip STOP !” I yelled, catching him. Instead, he knocked me over and wrigled free of my clutches. He ran over to his bed and jumped so high the his knees were at his chest. Then he hit the ceiling and fell in a bellyflop fashion on to his plush bed. I sighed and walked to his bed. You think I’d learn.
He was fast asleep by now, in his crash.

Your One Moment[[Soundtrack Challenge]]

2008-05-23T02:54:00Z

One moment, you own it
One shot, one opprotunity.
Never back down, I’ll take you on.
You gotta fight for your right.

Everybody, just follow me.
How does it feel to treat me like you do?
Lord knows this world is cruel.
I can’t tell if this is truth or dream.
No, this is real. As real as it gets.
But I’ll never give in.
So just fake it.

My eyes burn from all of these tears
You’d think Id learn from all these years.
Oh, handout, faces that he sees time again ain’t that familiar.
Life…life again…
I’m gonna fight ‘em off.
They’re going to rip it off.
But now it’s time to open all the doors and let you out into this world.
We’ve all left the den.

HEAR YE HEAR YE RESULTS

2008-05-21T22:29:27Z

Ok, ok, sorry I’m late. But the results are in!
So let’s get on with it!
First off, the Edge Of My Seat Award goes to…
THX _0477!

Next, the Out-of-the-Box Award! This is given to…
Blusparrow!

The Most Intriguing Award is presented to…
Valley Fey/PinPrick!

Lastly, the numero uno of the Hear Ye, Hear Ye challenge is…

snare drums lackadaisiIcally rolls across presenting stage, making a slight pattering

KERMITGOFF WITH ALIEN INVASION !

CONGRATULATIONS !

Wow guys, I absolutly loved reading all of these challenge responses. It was so diffcult to choose a clear-cut winner. I hope my challenges following this will be able to compare. Quite frankly, it was breath-taking to see all of my favorite authors respond so wonderfully. I’m rambling, but check out my future challenges!

My Quiz. Readd It. [[NEW QUIZ!!]]

2008-05-20T02:51:43Z

1. Have you ever dressed up as a member of the opposite gender for halloween?
Yes I have. I’m a girl everyday, and Halloween is about being Different

2. Have you ever dropped something out of a window? (cars don’t count, you litterer)
Let’s not get into that, shall we?

3. DO YOU or DO YOU NOT play an instrument? If so, what?
YES I DO . I’m a rocker all the way. Electric freaking guitar, baby.

4. IF you DO INDEED play and instrument, IS IT THE TRUMPET ?
NO but I do have this random trumpet in my attic…

5. IF it IS INDEED THE TRUMPET , have you ever EMPTIED YOUR SPIT VALVE OVER AND INNOCENT GIRL ’S HEAD ?
Have I? No. Thought about it. Maybe.

6. What is the most valuable thing…
...you have broken.
I stuck a marble in said trumpet. Rather, my little brother did. But guess who he blamed.

7.Have you ever eaten a worm? (fried or otherwise)
Can honestly say I have not.

Vet by Day, Madonna by Night [[If I ever grow up I wanna be...]]

2008-05-20T02:46:19Z

I sat comfortably in my miniscule purple plastic chair with round chunky legs and a solid back. My mom straightened my bow and went over to the camcorder. We don’t have baby books or pictures in my familly. We have videos. A red light sparked to life and I perked up. I always did love the camera.
“So what do you want to be when you grow up, Emma?”
“I want to be a vet!”
“Oh really?”
“Yes. I looooove animals,”I said solidly yet sing-songily.
“See, I couldn’t handle the blood,”
“Well I wouldn’t be that type of vet,”
“I see.”
“But animals are so cute! Look at Rex!” I said, hugging the neck of my Jack Russell Terrier I had got that Christmas and he playfully tugged on my shirt.
“So you want to be a vet?”
“Yes.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes. But I want to be another thing too.”
“Mhm?”
“I want to be Madonna.”

Antheia and Agathon's Amulet

2008-05-09T02:06:34Z

“Of course you will,” and with a zing she was gone. And a strange amulet was now hanging from the handles of the amphora. The oracle stayed on the ground, muttering in tongues again. She then stood up, brushed off her now wine-stained robe and looked at Agathon skeptically.
“So…you’re going to teach me?”Agathon asked inquisitivley.
“If my mother Hera proclaims me to do so, I must as she wishes,” said Antheia loyally. “But I can’t believe she made me teach a male.” Agathon was not sure how to respond to this. Instead, he looked at the amulet on the amphora.
“Don’t touch that! It’s from Hera. It belongs in the temple.” Antheia screeched shrilly. Agathon backed up, hands in fron of his chest saying he was innocent. Antheia gingerly grasped the chain of the amulet and tugged it free. She read aloud the language of the gods that Agathon could not understand. She dropped to her knees, looked up at the sapphire blue sky, prayed in tongues once again and then rose.
“I am to take you.”
“Take me where?”

New Challenge! [[Fast Food Adventure Challenge]]

2008-05-08T00:44:28Z

Advenures if a Fast Food Toy

Intriguing, eh? Well, that’d be your challenge. After the unbelivable sucess with the first challenge, i decided to make another. Write a story as long as you want depicting the adventure of fast food prize. Entries must be in by May 13 and judged soon after that.

Good luck!!

High, but not a Lunatic in Busworld

2008-05-08T00:36:28Z

I fell outta my seat and onto the bus floor.
“Teddy, you still outta it? Cmon man, get up!” they said then kicked me lightly, joking. I also convulsed into a unbreakable fit of tear-inducing laughter. I lay rolling on the dirty ass floor of the bus. I then opened my eyes
Everything was upside down. Still.
I cried now. I was so confused.
I was a 18 year old guy, in the fetal position, bawling, with sunglasses on in the middle of the night, on the bus floor.
You would think someone would think ssomething was up. The other 10 people on the bus didn’t even spare a glance.

The Box

2008-05-07T22:49:14Z

“Wait, what?” he asked, completely dumbfounded. Taking advantage of his stun, the walks over, and listens to hear that the phone is still ringing. She take the phone from his unmoving hand and places it in the cradle.
“Well, it didn’t quite go as planned, I’m sorry to say.It was supposed to be a suprise”
“Then I’d have to say it served its purpose!”
“Not exactly”
The doorbell rang that familiar chime. He swayed back and forth before hearing, can you get that, honey? Still dazed, he pulls himself to the door and twists the knob.
“Package for a Mr. John Wilt?”
“That…that’s me.” He took the package cautiously. He thanked the delivery man in dark clothes and shut the door. He grabbed his keys off the table and carefully severed clear plastic tape embedded with dusty fingerprints. He opened the package and ran back, and heard a shot fire. He looked up and saw a bullethole in his ceiling.
“What the…” as he walked towards the box. He looked down, saw a hand sitting erect in the packing box.
Another bang.

Presence of a Goddess Most High

2008-05-07T20:57:24Z

“Yes, child, she is one of mine,” the disembodied voice said coyly. “And how dare you steal from my servant!”
“Hera?” the oracle said very timidly.
“Yes, darling oracle,” Hera said.
“I’m sorry…I haven’t eaten in days…I’m sorry, Hera, Hera’s oracle…” Agathon said, falling to one knee, head bowed. “I’m so sorry. But I’m starving. I beg all day and get nothing but maybe a few crumbs if I’m lucky. I needed to sell something…and,” Agathon was interupted. His body convulsed and he fell to the ground again in a puddle of the iced wine. The dog came over and licked his face, which sent needle-like pricks to every inch of his skin. But he could not move to brush it away.
“Then you should have prayed to the gods not stolen from the gods! I do not feel pity on you because you are an poor orphan, but because of your ignorance and hubris! You must give to your superiors if you want what they have!” Hera boomed. Agathon tried to talk but a scratching noise came out of his mouth instead. He simply stared.

Oracle's Revenge

2008-05-07T02:46:46Z

Agathon inched backwards until his back hit the wall, shielding himself with the oracle’s amphora. The light began to burn with a searing white-hot light. The oracle, muttering something in tongues, started hissing in some laguage foreign to Agathon. Being a brave, young Athenian man, as poor as he was, he slowly stood.
“Oracle, blessed by the gods with your gift, I am sorry!” Agathon said quietly, getting stronger with each word. He heard a crash, and looked quickly to the right. It was the stray dog again. A clay pot was shattered on the ground. A dark liquid ran towards the feet of Agathon and puddled, surrounding his feet. He set the pot, the two handles drenched in the sweat from his nervous palms, on the stone ground besides him. The searing heat had not ceceded. But an icy sensation was creeping up his leg. He looked down and saw a dark, garnet liquid twisting like a vine, meticulous, deliberate up his calf. It was shooting cold, and Agathon fell to the ground, falling next to the stolen amphora.

NewChallenge [[Hear Ye Challenge]]

2008-05-04T05:39:16Z

HEAR YE , HEAR YE
LOUISE MADISON ’S FIRST -EVER CHALLENGE

As my first challenge, I know it’s gotta be a good one. So it’s going to be about the first line. You have to make a ficlet with a character shouting out a headline or decree that somehow affects the story or reflects the plot. Be creative, I know ya got it in you ;). It can be major or minor in the story and can be as many ficlets as you so desire. Have fun with it!

à Quebec [[Déjà Vu Challenge]]

2008-05-04T02:40:11Z

I follow my group though Old Quebec, keeping up while taking everything in. I’m not here, thousands of miles away from my home. I’m on a summer trip with my French class.

This was not my first déjà vu on this particular trip. On the contrary, on the average in a span of 4 days, I had déjà vu 20 times a day. Some faint and vague, others vivid as the red on the rooftops or green of the Chateau Frontanac.

This time, however, was like it happened yesterday. This actually sealed my belief in reincarnation. That sounds cliche and cheesy, but I do belive in it.

So my group and I came to the top of the Breakneck Stairs, named after the steepness of their incline. I paused as everyone went down before me. I blinked and gasped of the vividness. The recurring dreams had become a reality. The little cafe to the right, the cobblestone path below. I tipped back and forth before snapping back to reality.
“Whoa.” I said, exasperated, aloud.

“Hey Louise, you coming?”

I ran to the cobblestone, still in awe.

There to Help Her Up [[Clipping Challenge]]

2008-05-01T21:18:31Z

I’m not the brightest person. Never have been, never aspire to be. But I have my moments.
I kept busy at my old job; too busy. I worked in the stereotypical cubicle, doing the job of a monkey. Yet it kept me busy. So I was happy.
Or else thought so at the time.
Then…I…I was falsly accused of stealing large sums of money from my company. And I will honestly tell you I did not. I was too busy to pull off a stunt like that, in between that and managing my tiny house.
I was fired on the spot no matter how much I pleaded. I did everything in my power to attempt to get my job back. But still the resisted.
I was crushed. The one stable thing was ripped out from beneath my feet.
So I was crying into a beer that night, when a girl slipped beside me. I looked into her crystal green eyes and knew.
It was love.
When that angel fell to earth, no one noticed…
... But when that angel slipped, I was there to help her up again.