2020-01-07

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PROMPT CHALLENGE: CREATURE FEATURE

It's the 7th of the month, and that means... CREATURE FEATURE!

Give us fic, give us fanart, give us whatever springs to your mind when you think of our monster of the month:

BABA YAGA
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Chooseday Challenge

It's Tuesday, so today you get a choice between two prompts. Pick one, combine both, pit them against each other - on Tuesday, you choose!

This week, your options are:

THINGS INCORPORATED versus MAJOR CHISEL
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ZSandmann on Timmy Failure



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Mat Heagerty on an Eerie, Indiana comics reboot

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AJSchumacherart on Eerie Indiana



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ForeverWare ladies and the Bureau of Lost



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PodcastScry on Eerie Indiana



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Eerie Indiana Double Drabble: Infiltration

Marshall reached across the white-painted waist-height gate and froze. His fingers hovered just above the latch as his eyes strayed to the hanging basket that dangled over the scuffed front door. A full-face motorcycle helmet hung upside-down from a rusted length of chain, wildflowers protruding from cracks that spider-webbed across the visor.

"Hey, Simon," he said, trying and failing to sound casual. "I think we can skip this one."

Simon paused in the act of stuffing dozens of glossy advertising brochures into folded copies of the Eerie Examiner.

"Why?" he asked, following his friend's gaze to the impromptu planter nailed to the lintel. "You don't think the Unkind Ones read the newspaper?"

"I think the Unkind Ones probably do," said Mars, taking a slow step back. "But I don't think their love of motorcycle-themed garden accessories goes as far as helmets with a decapitated head still inside them."

"Oh," was all Simon said, though his grip tightened reflexively around the neatly-rolled newspaper in his hand. His gaze flicked around the small front yard, coming to rest on the trashcans.

"Mars?" he said, pointing to the heavy black garbage bags. The words E=MC2 were emblazoned on the side.

"Run," hissed Marshall.

Ongoing Verse: Trusted Associates Inc

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