Three-Legged Improv

[Droflet]

By the light of the hurricane lamp he edged his way through the haunted manor. A horrifying screech and it came at him, fangs and claws going for his throat. He doused it with holy water but it didn't work so he back into the bathroom, reached for anything that might help, seized the toilet cleaner, let loose, and demon ghost disappeared in a flash of brilliant light.

Pigs in space, crime, twist.

 

[Ajid]

Droflet that was really very good, very very good. I was missing our man Henderson but i honestly could feel every moment as I read that.

As for your three words, and looking at your 75 worder this month, there's something a tad porky about your mind set of late.

I reckon a medal is in order for who writes the next three legged legend.

 

[Ihe]

Detective Oinkarlo Porcini aimed his charged baconator at the smiling Wolversson, who was disguised as Chief Pilot of the Big Huffpuff, last luxury Star Cruiser of the galaxy. There were no more escape pods left and whole families were still aboard with nowhere to go but the vacuum of space, so Oinkarlo lowered his weapon; the furry terrorist relaxed visibly. The bomb was maybe an empty threat; Wolversson was a sly Lupine, not one to put himself in harm's way, and so the detective prayed to the Almighty Porkster and lunged while the madman's defences were lowered--twisted the wolf's neck with his bare hooves.
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I'll take that medal now.

R.E.M. sleep, priest, horror

 

[Droflet]

Very, very clever, Ihe. The medal's yours. Just pick it up from Ajid.

 

[Ajid]

I'm polishing it for you now.

 

[chrispenycate]

Next to me in the bed slept, and dreamed, my wife Illena, her eye movement causing a low-pitched buzz it was so rapid. The frantic priest struck her abot the head and torso with his rosary and relic case, bruising her distorted beauty and causing a gash on her cheek. We watched in horror as the blood flowing formed itself into a mouth, or speaking tube, and intoned: "Hello, my darlings"

Breakfast, tripe, degenerate.

 

[nixie]

Tripe for breakfast yet again, it's about time he learned to cook. Instead, he spends his night trawling the streets for more and more perversions. Every day he sinks lower into the seedy underlife of this city of hell.

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Slavery, overseer, murder mystery.

 

[Droflet]

"So someone kill one of your slaves, what's the big deal, we've got plenty more."
"I wouldn't be doing my job, as overseer, if I didn't find out who done it; sets a bad example."
The overseer would never announce the name of the killer, because the slave had an attitude problem and a big mouth and he got the overseer angry and ... well, he wouldn't be shooting his big mouth off again.

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Housewife, adultery, twist.

 

[Ajid]

He simply couldn't understand, and nor should he, what he had to do. It wasn't the cooking and cleaning, it wasn't the preperation of dinner. He would never know that this wasn't anythithing to do with being a women, this is just the sh## they deal with whilst trying to be a woman, that the bulk crap.... Well it was only her new man that understood what bullsh##! That was, it was a a shame it that that new man had been developed from the toenail left on the side of the coach!!

 

[Ajid]

I'd like to go for...

Peach, optician , and Cyberpunk.

 

[Droflet]

Inspector Peach, head of the cyber criminal division, examined the ruined processing room. "A blind man can see who did this," he said to his waiting team. "It was the same punks who did the Henderson job, and we will find them and shut them down; permanently."

 

[Droflet]

Hopefully that's not to vague. Hmm, what's on the menu?

Condor, granny flat, teenagers.

 

[Ajid]

How is teenagers a genre??

 

[Ajid]

"They stood glistening in the light, their skins sparkling like diamonds."
As she heard her grandaughter speak such tripe she raised her hand and gave her a good slap, vampires are about sucking on blood not sparkling in the sunlight.
Grandmas nails had left a scratch on the girls face, three marks as if left by the talons of a condor.

Opium, Animal Control officer, Crime Thriller

 

[Droflet]

hmm.

 

[Shyrka]

"But detective, it couldn't have been Rover," said Daniels, lifting the dog bowl up to McCarthy's face.

"Why not?" asked McCarthy, recoiling from the oddly-fragrant meat-remnants clinging to its side.

"People on opiates aren't prone to savage attacks and neither are dogs."

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Flag, Seamtress, Alt-History

 

[nixie]

It was mesmerising watching her sew, her creations flawless, her work widely sought, They say she predicts the future in her embroidery, her latest work is a closely guarded secret. Now it is done and the world has one ruler, and we most proudly display our new flag, the eagle of the Third Riech.

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Fire, clown, ghost story

 

[Ihe]

The Great Barneyney's red nose honked when I pressed it. The clown toy started to glow--not with light, but fire--and bodyless laughter echoed in grandma's basement. The laughter and applause literally brought the house down, and everyone in it, to ashes.
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shoe, veterinarian, tragedy

 

[nixie]

"Excuse me, good sir, I am sorry to trouble you but my horse has lost a shoe"

" Do I look like a blacksmith, I sir am a veterinarian, sully my hands shoeing a horse, never"
Thus, for the want of a shoe, a kingdom was lost.

Chicken, straw, fable

 

[Droflet]

For the chicken, the taunts of chicken, chicken became the last straw.
Dashing across the busy road it was hit by a galloping horse.
Since that day, people constantly ask the same question: Why did the chicken cross the road.


Time warp, changes, science fiction.