Dragon and Panda forget to invite darth to their boba party

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh. This request is chapter 2 of the boba feud between TheBigPapaPanda and darthzelduh.

The day was nearly perfect, or so darthzelduh thought.

She walked along happy as can be, unaware of the joyous occasion she was missing out on.

She rounded the corner, and what did she find?

That her friends, Dragon and Panda, had forgotten to invite her to their boba party!

Dragon and his AMAZING Panda have a boba party

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user TheBigPapaPanda. I should also mention that this particular request sparked an amicable boba feud between TheBigPapaPanda and darthzelduh. The following is chapter one in what we ended up calling the “Boba Wars” which has nothing to do with Boba Fett or Star Wars.

The amazing two for one drink that's a snack, boba, is always a cause for celebration! So much so that it's practically an addiction, and Dragon invites his AMAZING friend to a boba party. Sipping and chewing away the day on their favorite drink, they have become happy and fulfilled.

Waynes world but vampires

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh.

Wayne’s World! Wayne’s World! Party Time! Excellent!

“Ha, alright, welcome back to Wayne’s World! Today on the show we have someone who claims they have a way to drink blood WITHOUT turning people into ghouls!”

“Haha, what is it, magical leprechaun farts? Nooo thaaanks.”

Then they bite their guest. Excellent!

Bedtime story for hiltz

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh.

Little Hiltz always had trouble sleeping at night.

One day, he was walking along the road. Bored, he stopped to look at a field and counted animals.

His eyes drooped. Then he woke up at home with the softest sheep wool pillow. Now every night he counts himself to sleep.

Florida Man successfully raided Area 51

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user BoneBoi51n5.

The original prompt request was rather long, so I shortened to something more manageable for a title.

Original Prompt: Area 51, the capitol, you’ve raided their secrets, at great cost to your sanity, you have achieved ultimate power… You are Florida Man.

I fuckin’ KNEW IT! I told everyone and nobody would listen!

Well, fuck ‘em. It took a lot of work but I proved them wrong.

Everyone doubted I could get into Area 51. But I showed them! I stole it ALL!

Now I alone control the aliens through my squirrels!

Educational Note: For anyone reading this that’s not aware, “Florida Man” is a meme about the wild and unbelievable news stories that come out of Florida. It’s not just that everyone living there teaches their pet crocodiles to ride 4-wheelers, or stabbing each other with squirrels over a petty squabble. State and Local governments of Florida operate under the “Sunshine” Law, which (in brief terms) increases government transparency by making all records public as soon as they are available. This includes making arrest records available to the public, which is where the “Florida Man” gets its outrageous origins. According to the text of the law itself, there ARE exceptions, but otherwise almost nothing is locked up behind bureaucracy and red tape. There, that’s a thing a you know now. Have a great day!

Plex living his perfect day

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh. Additional note: Plex is darthzelduh’s dog.

I got to scare her awake again to get me breakfast.

Then she didn’t grumble when I wanted to go outside and sunbathe. FOR AN HOUR!

She took me to the groomers where all the ladies loved me. Then I got to see grandpa!

Today. Was. THE BEST DAY! EVER!

The ghost of Darth comes back to haunt the deathsqito

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user TheBigPapaPanda. This request also originally came with an angry, but again, the titles don’t like those characters. So here’s some more. >:[ >:[ >:[

We couldn’t believe it! We managed to beat the next boss together and felt invincible! We were VIKINGS! Our overconfidence carried is into the Plains far ahead of planned.

Poor Darth never saw it coming.

Her scream haunts us, but mostly she’s screaming at the first deathsqito that obliterated her.

A vampire mouse with a top hat

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh.

At first we only heard them skittering to and fro in the night. Then they appeared.

We aren’t afraid of them, though, in fact they’re our friends!

 Never drinking our blood, but singing and dancing instead.

And they do it with style and class in their cute little top hats.

Tbagging in valheim

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user darthzelduh.

Every day the Vikings invade our lands. Nowhere is safe.

Not the meadows or the black forests.

Not even the dangerous places like swamps, mountains, and expansive plains.

They forage and pillage.

We try to fight against them, and sometimes win.

But they always come back. Then teabag their kills.

God Thanatos and his relaxing hobby

This post is a 50-word writing challenge that was requested of me from my stream as a Channel Point Reward redemption, courtesy of Twitch user kiragypsy7.

The Greek god Thanatos might seem intimidating, being the god of Death, but he is surprisingly gentle.

When out collecting souls, he would offer parting gifts he made in his spare time.

To the ones he liked, he offered something of comfort.

His crocheted hats, scarves, mittens and tea cozies.