Dragonsmirk Productions

“It’s funny,” I told Flewin. “We have an old Nintendo Game Boy floating around the house, and Tetris is the only game we own. My wife will sometimes dig it out to play on airplanes and long car rides. She’s weirdly good at it. She can get 500 or 600 lines, no problem.”

What Flewin said next I will never forget.

“Oh, my!”

The husband was writing an article on classic video game records, was surprised to find out that holding the Tetris record is a bit of a big deal, and mentions how good his wife is at it.

The guy he’s talking to mentions that the record is 327, way lower than his wifes usual scores of 500-600.

They travel to a tournament, and she goes to do her attempt. Just after she beats 327, and is climbing higher, a judge brings up to the husband that the specific version she’s playing actually has a different record of 545.

The protagonist has just won the world famous sword fighting competition in the big, rich capital and is talking to his mentor, and says something about being the best swordsman in the world. The mentor frowns and tells him that no, he isn't. He is the best swordsman out of the people that could afford to show up to this tournament. There could be a mercenary way out in the mountains, patrolling a snow encrusted fort's walls that could kick his ass and there was no way to know until he was already losing to the guy.

Test subject

Round I: Days 1 through 3

Nocturne the Liver Chestnut Unicorn could feel the power of the eclipse that overlooked the taiga where their stable was built. Filled with determination, Nocturne galloped to the Silver Lake that reflected the celestial phenomenon like a blinking eye.

Round II: Days 4 through 6

Shadow the Fleabitten Grey Unicorn had heard the whispers among the Seelie of the Waning Gibbous who tended his farmland. Whispers about a Banshee having a recurring dream. A dream about music echoing from the heart of a glacier in a temperate forest.

Round III: Days 7 through 9

The city bells rang as a Chocolate Palomino Unicorn dashed through the Veil. Neither tourist nor resident knew what waited on the other side, but the small, brown Steed emerged on the coast of a moonlit dormant volcano. Waiting for them, stood a Selkie, whose sealskin glowed in unison to the Unicorn’s horn.

Prompts Used

For MoonJune: Eclipse, Nocturne, Silver, Shadow, Whisper, Dream, Veil, Mystery, Glow (@monthlywritingchallenges)

For Junicorn: Liver Chestnut, Fleabitten Grey, Chocolate Palomino (@camelidae)

Also for Junicorn: Stable, Taiga, Lake, Farmland, Glacier, Temperate Forest, City, Coastal, Volcanic (@renthony)

For Junefae: Seelie, Banshee, Music, Bells, Moonlight, Selkie (@errantnight)

DO YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES?

ARE YOU A REAL MAN? ARE YOU EATING YOUR FUCKING SARDINES?

ARE YOU GONNA LET THOSE LITTLE SOYBOYS SARDINEMOG YOU? ARE YOU SARDINEMAXXING YOU LITTLE CUCK? EAT YOUR SLOP. EAT YOUR SLOP.

An interesting game where you are presented with 10 artifacts from the MET. You have to place where the artifact is from and what time period it is from. Each artifact scores up to 10,000 points, and you lose points the further away your guess is and how far off in time you are. You can only play once a day. Thanks to @baebeylik for showing this to me.

Today I scored really well. Yesterday ... not so much.

brown hyena (parahyaena brunnea) in south africa

DRAMA at the honk pond~

Cicada sketches by Vincent van Gogh.

As in, do any of your memories take place during the 90s (yes, a single memory from 1999 counts).

it was not.