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Annora Lyrisa Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 4:54 am
This lovely girly is uniquely designed to sneak around in the terrifying jungle known as a lingerie shop. Her coloring allows her to hide in piles of their wares, taking away bits of quality silks and laces with which to decorate her colony, but the job is a hazardous one! From the dangers of stilettos piercing her skin to the shrieks that might render her deaf, she faces danger at every turn!I want a story about this idea. It doesn't have to be terribly long, though I'd prefer, at minimum, a drabble. (Flash fiction rarely appeals to me.) So here's what you're going to do. Between now and the 24th, write me a story. It must be 100-1000 words in length when put into Open Office. I'll be finding a neutral party to help me judge, in order to maintain as much fairness as possible. And, of course, keep it pg-13 or under. [b]Rattie's Name:[/b]
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 10:35 am
Rattie's Name: Lacie
Wordcount: 779
Story:
It was a dangerous job, but someone had to do it. Or so Lacie thought. How else would she have the finest dressed colony in all of Barton Town? The colony certainly wasn’t going to dress itself. Literally. I mean, don’t those rats know what their putting on? Disgusting! Someone had to help them, especially if she was going to share a colony with them.
“Filthy.” She would say in her high pitched British accent. “Do you even realize what you’re wearing? Garbage! Its literally… garbage! No no no, this simply won’t do my dears. If you’re going to be in this colony, you’re going to wear what I tell you.” She would say to the poor clueless rats that stared at her like she was insane. “Stay. Put. I will return shortly.” And with that, she would turn tail and disappear into the darkness of the ally, making her way towards her secret entrance to the lingerie shop. She didn’t want just any rat waltzing right in and stealing whatever they could get their grubby paws on. Oh no, this was a job for one skilled in the arts of fabric. Not just any lace would do. It had to be of the finest make and highest of fashion.
Once inside, Lacie would wait in the darkest corner, watching as the humans laid out their wares for the start of the day. And as soon as they had left the floor, her job began. Scurrying as quickly and as silently as her tiny leather paws would take her, she skipped, crawled and bounded her way up onto shelves, tables, stands and the like. Taking each piece of silk or lace into her hands, rubbing her cheeks ever so delicately into the fabric, and even taking a sniff of its fragrance. Aah, she was in heaven.
But her sanctuary wouldn’t always be as so. Ears ever alert for the ping of an opening door. Her pinks eyes scanned the windows. A group of girls gathered…. Ages 21 through 25 she guessed. They ogled everything from outside the windows until what looked like the oldest girl burst through the doors. Dropping instantly into the pile of panties she had been nestled in, Lacie remained absolutely still. One of the girls, unknowingly, began digging through the very bin Lacie was hiding in. Slowly, the rat moved her tail, narrowly avoiding being snatched and thankfully, avoiding any ear piercing screams. She was certainly glad girls were so distracted by themselves.
Quickly snipping off her bounty of laces she had found with her teeth, Lacie watched and waited for her opportune moment to depart. Slowly but surely she sneaked out of the bin and scuttled beneath a low hanging shelf. But it wasn’t enough shelter, not for long. She had to keep moving. Silently she crept along, having to stop now and then to adjust her stash or dart behind the pole of a manikin to keep from being spotted. The silks and laces wasn’t the only enjoyment Lacie got out of her weekly or even daily runs. It was also the thrill of the adventure. You probably couldn’t tell from first glance, but this rat loved to dare the wild side every now and then, especially if the finest stash of silks and laces were at steak.
But as she was lost in her deepest darkest thoughts, two of the girls drew near, the loud clomping of their shoes against the floor ringing in her ears. Her heart pounded, as did the floor beneath her feet. Taking a deep breath, she cast her gaze sky wards as the girls fiddled around with the manikins. As the girls knocked off several display panties, bras, even the occasional decorative hat or scarf, Lacie found her route of escape. Using each fallen article of clothing, she dashed beneath one and then the next. Avoiding clonking heels of the shop staff left and right while also keeping a grip on her bounty, the clever yet daring rat worked her way back towards her means of escape.
Once out, she paused to catch her breath, taking a moment to take inventory of her stock, making sure every piece she intended to leave with was in her paws. And after returning to still very confused rats, but now confused rats with a glamorous make over, she took a moment to pause and admire her work. How absolutely stunning these rats now looked, in their silk scarves, lace gloves and stockings or bows.
And that’s why she had to do it. That’s why, every morning, she risked the dangers of the lingerie store to raid its finest silks and laces.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 3:40 am
Rattie's Name: Silk
Wordcount: 528
Story:
Scurring slowly over the slippery floor, Silk was determined to reach her destination. "I must get the materials for the other rats back at the colony", she muttered as she looked around for any sign of danger. "Laugh at me will they?" " I will show them, my idea is fantastic!", she gleefully thought to herself.
Seeing noone about, Silk ran across the aisleway towards the table she had previously been on earlier that day. Climbing swiftly she was on the table in just a moment and began to maneuver herself to the middle where she had hidden her treasure. "Where is it?" she cried. "I know I hid it here, where did it go?" she said in a hushed voice. Silk moved faster frantic now that the item she needs is nowhere to be found when suddenly a noise startled her into jumping back and off the table to the floor with a thud. Silk got up swiftly and looked around to find a hiding place when the heel of a boot suddenly speared the tip of her tail, Silk immediately began moving trying to get loose but to no avail. Silk looked up and was stunned to see the item she was looking for was in this human's hands.
Thinking quickly she shrieked and startling the human into dropping the item and jumping back screaming "Rat rat ewwww there is a rat!" over and over again. Silk snatched the precious item and ran off towards the wall where she had seen a hole. Hearing the thud of human footsteps Silk ran faster and dived through the hole with the item in her teeth. Safe she stopped to catch her breath and laughed gleefully to herself. "I have it, it's mine".
Reaching out to put the item in her teeth she scurried off towards her home. Once there the other rats crowded around her in anticipation of the item she had risked her life for. Silk proudly showed off the item and much to her dismay another female started laughing at her. "Risked your life for that?" "You have no idea what that is do you?" the female asked. Silk looked at the item and then to the female and said "No I do not, but it's perfect."
"Perfect you say?" "I think not you see what you grabbed is not clothing at all, its what the human females use to wipe their noses on and you brought that back for me to wear on my head?" "I think not" and laughed as she scurried away.
Silk suddenly felt very embarassed and threw the item down and left disappointed that the treasure she thought she had was indeed trash.
((the woman dropped her hankerchief in the clothing earlier that day and returned to get it in case your wondering why it was there in the first place))
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