At first it appeared on outdoor inanimate objects. Specifically, beautifully designed statues found in botanical gardens across the United States.
“It’s a mysterious situation, Boss. We tried scraping, using lemon juice and the never-fail, bleach and water rinse, nothing. It resurfaces overnight totally disfiguring the statues in the process,” said the frustrated groundskeeper.
“Well, have the crew continue maintenance,” said the boss, “oh, and the bad news? Hospital emergency rooms are now seeing hundreds of new patients suffering the same mustard yellow fungal-like splotches with the black spores that emit a strong urine odor!”
“Uh, Boss, above your eyes, I see crusty spots.”
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Inspiration: Friday Fictioneers with hostess, Rochelle Wiseoff-Offields. It’s a 100-word story based on the photograph chosen for each week’s challenge.
Photo Source: Claire Fuller
Feel inspired? Link your own story and enjoy all the creative link-ups! You’ll never be bored again. 🙂
OK…GROSS!…Couldn’t help but say it!
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let’s hope it all stays contained to one area otherwise . . . double gross!!! 😛
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it’s a matter of time for this groundkeeper to be promoted!
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you’re so right, Milu! i bet that’s what this character is thinking. power hungry employee! 😆
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Uh oh. So this is how the world ends? A urine-smelling contagion propagated by statues 🙂
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oh, and Alistair, not only do we go out reeking stench but the word screams: UGLY. definitely best if the world ends. 😆
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Disgusting (in a well written way)!
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thank you kindly! 🙂
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Oh dear, that’s gross…your writing style in this story reminds me much of James Herbert’s, and I really like it. Wonder what’s going to happen next to the boss and the rest of the town! 🙂
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you say, J. Herbert. well, going to have to check his books out, Sam. thanks for sharing! 🙂
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Totally different take on the prompt. I’m looking above my eye right away. Alicia.
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*laughing* i’m hoping this is a slow moving epidemic, Alicia. you’re in the clear, for now. 🙂
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Hehehe. This is very macabre and funny at the same time. 🙂
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*scraping the mystery fungus off while thanking you for the ap-peel-ing comment, Sylvia. 😆
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MOL..need a diaper 😀 Unexpected end, hehehehe…Pawkisses for a wonderful week ahead 🙂
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so if you see or smell anything strange on your garden statues, LB, go find Granny right away to alert her! and don’t sniff the statues! 😛
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Whoops. Where’s the quarantine tent. I’m off.
Nicely written.
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the quarantine unit, down the street half a block from here. 🙂 thanks for checking in on the situation, Patrick. 🙂
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Dear Sun,
A smelly take on the prompt. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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ahh-choo, and thank you, Rochelle! 🙂
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Gross! Sounds real, Sun. 🙂 And that gave me the scare!
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scary stories to get our blood rushing. he-he. better than those powerful energy drinks. 😛
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Sun, Good story. I’d hate to be in that hospital waiting room. 😦 It doesn’t sound fatal, just smelly and disfiguring. Maybe it’s an alien practical joke. Well written and humorous. 🙂 —Susan
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your words: “an alien practical joke.” i like it, Susan!! 😆
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Tell them to use vinegar, works like a charm. Good story.
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the maintenance staff thanks you kindly for the helpful tip. 🙂
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A blooming mystery!
(any chance you can scrape it of like an herb and use in salads?…talk about living green….)
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what a great idea, Philomouse! living salad *slaps palm to forehead* wish i thought of that! 🙂
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Dear Sun, Hi! I love your story and that’s what so splotches on my face are. Well, so be it. I guess we’ve been hit by a mysterious disease – Nasty! Oh well, Good job, as usual. Nan 🙂
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just got a tip, a mild vinegar wash may do the trick. ha-ha. thanks for running in a luscious comment, Nan! 🙂
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