I like tattoos. A lot.
If I were less of a chicken, I’d have quite a few more than I do now. Alas, I shall let young Kasey live the excessively inked life for me until I decide to expand my own collection!
As a side note, I’ll be posting a new prompt tomorrow, but next week may be response and prompt-less as I will be on vacation and possibly without the magical interwebs (or at the very least, too busy enjoying life on a beach to want to stick my nose to the screen). I apologize in advance because I know that must be terribly disappointing, but posts should resume as scheduled on May 13th. 🙂
The ink in her forearms started to glow a brilliant blue, which spread up her arms into her neck, then back down across her shoulders and under her shirt. Moments later, the skin of her thighs left uncovered by denim glowed in gentle streaks that wrapped around toward her ankles. Kasey stared at her hands in awe, unsure whether to scream or sing. It was a magical sight, but when she dared to look at Emilie, Kasey’s excitement faded and she mimicked the concern in her friend’s face.
Emilie was watching her closely, fear clearly visible in her expression. “What are you?” she whispered. Kasey didn’t know how to respond and the shrug she gave felt like an enormous copout. A cloud pulled across the sky, blocking out the moonlight and the blue glow faded from Kasey’s body as quickly as it had come. Both girls simultaneous turned to look at the soft sphere of moonlight in the sky, but while Emilie looked ready to break into a sprint in any direction, Kasey was starting to feel the rush of adrenaline in her veins and she turned her focus back to her tattoos.
For all of her eighteen years, Kasey had thought the marks on her skin a curse, as though they were just something that made her revolting in the eyes of her peers. Now, knowing they held a secret of their own, she realized they were what made her unique. And she was going to find out just how far that secret ran.
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A bit late on this prompt but I found it quite interesting so here’s mine!
A sense of calmness fills the air as I feel my moment approach; just me, this 6-speed Subaru BRZ and the smooth rubber of a brand new steering wheel. As sirens sound, red and blue lights in my mirrors are my cue to put the pedal to the metal. 0-60 in 6.1 seconds is more than enough to keep the cops lagging far behind but the chase is still on. I’m running out of straightaway so it’s time to use the small town streets to my advantage. Only the screech of tires coming round corners echo off the buildings in this empty town, but no matter how agile this car is the cops stay on my tail.
As I take a quick left I face an alley with a tow truck at the end, its bed is down at just enough of an angle to use as a jump. This is going to be dangerous, but also the reason why I was hired. Calm and cool I breath deep before slamming back into 5th, barely able to hit 67mph before I hit the ramp. Sparks fly and the wheels barely graze the brick on top of the wall. A loud crash for a landing then momentary darkness.
“Aaaaand cut! Great work Mark, we’ll use that one for the final chase, no need to reshoot.” The director hopped from his chair behind the camera heading towards the damaged Subaru already being investigated by the technicians for safety sake. My head was still ringing but the helmet and neck brace took most of the rough stuff, not bad for the last shot of the day either, not bad at all.