2026 Microfictions with Friends

The challenge: to write 100-word (maximum) fictions determined by specific genres, actions, and words. This should be a hoot!

Saturday, February 7, 2026

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“You’re such a noob.”

“Get up here now!”


“Where’s their jungler? I don’t see them.”


“I’m so hungry, can’t we order something?”


“No. Have a banana.”


“Incoming!”


“They can fly?”


“Seriously? A banana? I’m hungry!”


“A double kill! We’re amazing, little noob!”


“Stop messing about in the bushes and get farming!”


“Farming, farming, farming…”

“Smoke’s respawned; now let’s gank this mid-laner and blow the base. Then, only then, can we order pizza.”



(NOTE: If you're lost in the weeds here, you haven't had gamers take over your living room, their heads swaddled in headsets, their fingers dancing over keys and mice. For hours. Talking smack. Eating. Destroying everything in their paths.)

4 comments:

  1. Thanks for the note. I was very confused!

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  2. Me too, as I have never had gamers take over my living room. But I appreciate the dynamism of the dialogue, even if I was lost in the weeds whilst reading it.

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  3. Me three. I definitely learned some new terms!

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