Prompt: 100. roller coaster

1. He rode roller coasters when he was stressed. It calmed him down and freed his mind for thinking.

A. He rode roller coasters when he was stressed. It calmed him down and freed his mind for thinking. At least, that was the explanation he always gave, borrowing heavily from his love of Grissom from CSI: Crime Scene Investigators.

There’d been the occasional person that would give him a skeptical look when he gave his line, but eventually everyone seemed to buy the fiction he was creating. It made him feel good, as though he truly had some control over the world around him. Eventually he expanded his lies, until he became someone completely different from himself.

Every person that he got to believe his stories was another proof that he was alive.

2. The string of roller coaster cars was halfway through the third loop when there was a loud snapping sound. A single piercing scream became a mass of screaming voices as the riders began to panic.

A. The string of roller coaster cars was halfway through the third loop when there was a loud snapping sound. A single piercing scream became a mass of screaming voices as the riders began to panic.

There was the creak of metal, then seemingly in slow motion that moved faster and faster, the roller coaster cars tumbled through the air to slam into the ground.

Standing to one side, a stinging pain blooming across her left cheek, she didn’t understand what she’d witnessed at first. Then her mind put things together and there were words for what she’d seen. Words that each carried their own heavy meaning, like tragedy and crash and no survivors, because there was no one moving in the wreckage.

3. The roller coaster cars reached the top of the steep incline, then plummeted over the edge to the screaming delight of the passengers.

A. The roller coaster cars reached the top of the steep incline, then plummeted over the edge to the screaming delight of the passengers. There was something about the sensation of a stomach seemingly left behind while a body rushed down and down in loops and bends and stretches of rail that had been angled up simply to give the plunging roller coaster cars speed as they rushed down and around and back to the station. It was three straight minutes of ups, downs, and loops carried along on a symphony of delighted and terrified screams and the squealing-hiss of the brakes.

When the operator hit the button that unlocked the safety bars, riders began climbing out onto the station platform in a loud swarm.

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Prompt: 099. carousel pony

1. He proposed to her while they were each riding a carousel pony.

A. He proposed to her while they were each riding a carousel pony. Bobbing up and down as the carousel music played, he’d looked across at her and his smile had been the sweetest thing she’d ever seen. And then he’d brought out the ring, and she was crying and saying “Yes! Yes, of course, yes!” and she was off her horse and in his arms.

He’d held her so tight and kissed her with such gleeful passion that she imagined she could still feel it hours later. The ring was beautiful on her finger; she planned on never taking it off.

She was getting everything that she’d ever wanted in life. First the great career, now the love of her life, and next… The thought of children tripped her thoughts up a little, but in a good way.

2. There was a moment of stillness as they took in the sight of the full-sized carousel pony taking up space in his living room.

A. There was a moment of stillness as they took in the sight of the full-sized carousel pony taking up space in his living room. “So. Is there some kind of story behind this? Or are we supposed to pretend that we don’t notice that gigantic pony taking up three-fourths of the room?”

He could barely hear Tory speaking over the buzzing in his ears. He walked around the carousel pony three times, four times, and was halfway around for a fifth time when his anger finally caught up with his shock. “I’m going to kill you, Derek!”

3. She held the toddler against her chest as they rode the carousel pony. He laughed and kicked his feet, the plastic reins clutched by his small hands.

A. She held the toddler against her chest as they rode the carousel pony. He laughed and kicked his feet, the plastic reins clutched by his small hands as he leaned his chest against the plastic neck of the pony.

“Are you having fun?” she asked.

“Yes!” He kicked his heels. “Go horsey, go!”

She tucked her face into the side of his neck, breathing in the baby smell still clinging to his skin. It was moments like these that she wanted to hold onto forever, because she knew they weren’t going to last.

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Prompt: 098. dirty computer keyboard

1. The worst thing about the IT job was fixing the office computers. It was hard to believe that so many people could happily use such dirty computer keyboards.

A. The worst thing about the IT job was fixing the office computers. It was hard to believe that so many people could happily use such dirty computer keyboards. It made her skin creep to see the crumbs and smears of grease on the keys.

The office was a breeding ground for germs. It was like a trip through a sewer every time she had to make an office visit. On leaving she would practically bathe in hand sanitizer and would wash her hands, arms, and face thoroughly once she was back in the IT department.

It reached the point where she finally had to face the facts: 1. She couldn’t do this job anymore. 2. She was going to need a new job.

2. The soda can hit the desk and tipped sideways. A flood of sugary soda covered the computer keyboard, slipping into the nooks and crannies.

A. The soda can hit the desk and tipped sideways. A flood of sugary soda covered the computer keyboard, slipping into the nooks and crannies. By the time he’d lunged across the room and begun mopping up the mess, it was already too late.

His keyboard was dead.

As the office had a no open beverages around the computers policy, he was going to have to buy a replacement keyboard out of his own pocket. And considering how close he’d been cutting his finances, he would be living on ramen, Spam, and rice until his next paycheck.

“Dammit.”

3. There was a dirty old computer keyboard poking out of the ground. Someone had gotten creative to mark the grave.

A. There was a dirty old computer keyboard poking out of the ground. Someone had gotten creative to mark the grave, using a remnant of the old world to help shape the new.

Julienne leaned down to read the name scratched into the plastic of the keyboard:

CRAIG DANSEN
14 YEARS OLD.
HE WAS BRAVE.
HE DIDN’T CRY.

Just another dead kid. One amongst the billions that had died since the end of the world.

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