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100 Word RPG Hook: Lessons Learned

I can still remember my last glimpse of the tail lights on Dad’s old Chevy, the dim red glow disappearing in the brush as he drove back to the road. “Three days?” I had asked, voice trembling. I was...

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100 Word RPG Hook: Adjacent to Deity

He was glad for the job, but he had never been interested in factory work. The monotonous swing of the ball-peen hammer was getting to him: set punch, lift, swing. Repeat. He sent it spinning skyward...

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100 Word RPG Hook: Tampering

I pause to consider the disconnect. My left hand slides across brittle, ancient parchment. My right presses a spit-glued mass of hair and fingernail clippings into moist, vaguely man-shaped clay. It’s...

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100 Word RPG Hook: The Rightborn Prince of Terran Space

She stepped gingerly over a snoring, hungover Goretug, only to continue the motion as a solid kick to Alan’s ribs. “Get. Up.” she growled, nose wrinkled in disgust at the squalid spaceport tavern. “I...

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100 Word RPG Hook: An Unfinished Voice Memo, Followed By 1.5 Hours of Static

As responses to rejection letters went, this one was a doozy. Tell some nut you’re not interested in publishing his book on (impossibly) ancient cults in the North American hinterlands and he sends you...

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100 Word RPG Hook: Palimpsest

“The book,” he lisped, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, “is interesting.” Sure he had the agents’ attention, he turned back to it. “Seventh century Bible. No controversial apocrypha. At...

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100 Word RPG Hook: Rainfall

“The best part is ain’t nobody out there really knows what this thing does. They think they do, but at the end of the day they’re all just creating a mess of confusion for us,” he drawled, leaning back...

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100 Word RPG Hook: Widdershins

A Fairy Tale No moon. No stars. No light for the chipped clapboard siding to reflect. But the old church glowed. No bell hung in the steeple, but the air rung in time with his gasping breath. He ran....

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