Weekend Writing Prompt – MMA Storytime

Flash Fiction: The Championship Belt

April 4, 2020Posted in MMATagged Champion, Keepsake, MMA, MMA Storytime, Weekend Writing Prompt, Word of the Day Challenge7 Comments

Blood trickled from his nose; both his hands felt like they’d been run over by a train; yet a smile still stretched across his face, also revealing a chipped tooth.

Years of dedication, struggling through hardship, led to him attaining sport’s ultimate keepsake: the heavyweight championship of the world.

Word Count: 49

Prompted from the Weekend Writing Prompt at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/04/04/weekend-writing-prompt-151-keepsake/.

Prompted from the Word of the Day Challenge at: https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/04/04/champion/.

Flash Fiction: Wrapped In More Questions Than Answers

March 28, 2020March 28, 2020Posted in MMATagged Challenge, Continuity, MMA, MMA Storytime, Weekend Writing PromptLeave a comment

“I’ve never seen wraps like these,” Kyle said, flipping his hands like pancakes.

A hand wrap’s broken continuity could cause damage, both physically and mentally.

“Been doing this for years, kid,” the cutman responded gruffly.

Word Count: 35

Prompted from the Weekend Writing Prompt at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/03/28/weekend-writing-prompt-150-continuity/.

Flash Fiction: A Muddled Message

March 22, 2020Posted in MMATagged Flash Fiction, MMA, MMA Storytime, Muddle, Weekend Writing PromptLeave a comment

Coach called, “Jab, hook, low kick.”

After muddling the combination, he was flat on his back.

Prompted from the Weekend Writing Prompt at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/03/21/weekend-writing-prompt-149-muddle/.

Flash Fiction: Day and Night

March 16, 2020Posted in Fiction, MMATagged Flash Fiction, MMA, MMA Storytime, Somnambulist, Weekend Writing Prompt3 Comments

His lab coat included: trunks, shoes, gloves, and a mouthguard. Day and night, all Stefan did was study the sweet science.

Everything else in Stefan’s life filled the second row, as his aspirations of becoming a future king in the boxing world took the driver’s seat.

In the gym, countless rounds of combinations, sparring, focus mitts, and shadow boxing consumed his existence.

At night, he dreamed of the bright lights, to the point he became a somnambulist striker.

Prompted from the Weekend Writing Prompt at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/03/14/weekend-writing-prompt-148-somnambulist/.

Flash Fiction: You Can’t Game Plan the Unknown

March 10, 2020March 25, 2020Posted in MMATagged #FOWC, MMA, MMA Storytime, One Word Challenge, Perplex, Visualize, Weekend Writing Prompt2 Comments

The bell rang, and the bald brute charged across the cage as if shot from a cannon.

Nick dodged the initial rush, but he was perplexed; this was not how his team visualized the opening round. Normally, this dude began fights at a snail’s pace.

Turning an ear towards his corner for advice, Nick heard crickets.

As the first five-minutes neared its conclusion, the onslaught slowed, and the remainder of the contest followed the planned upon blueprint.

Earning the victory, somehow, Nick learned a valuable lesson: expect the unexpected.

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Prompted from The Weekend Writing Prompt at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/03/07/weekend-writing-prompt-147-perplex/.

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Prompted from Fandango’s One Word Challenge at: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/03/10/fowc-with-fandango-visualize/.

Flash Fiction: Go to the Show

March 3, 2020Posted in MMATagged Blog, Challenge, Epoch, MMA, MMA Storytime, Weekend Writing PromptLeave a comment

I knew he’d enjoy himself. My brother loved sports but, regardless of my argument, never considered MMA one.

He didn’t blink.

“How was it?” I asked.

“Epoch!”

Word Count: 27

Prompted from the Weekend Writing Prompt #144 at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/02/29/weekend-writing-prompt-146-epoch/.

Flash Fiction: The Perfectionist

February 25, 2020Posted in Fiction, MMATagged Abysmal, Blog, Flash Fiction, MMA, MMA Storytime, Weekend Writing Prompt1 Comment

Travis had just earned a unanimous decision victory over a tough, undefeated Hawaiian. Undefeated himself, he had yet to experience judges’ scorecards. The cards tonight read: 30-27, 30-27, and 30-26. Absolute dominance before his hometown’s loyal, supportive fanbase.

By the look on Travis’s face, one would have surmised he had lost.

“Great fight, Trav..,” a member of the media began, wanting to capture the winner’s reflection following the fifteen-minute, back-and-forth war.

Travis interrupted, “That was abysmal. I don’t get paid by the minute. I don’t give a fuck what any judges think,” and then stormed off.

Word Count: 93

Prompted from the Weekend Writing Prompt #144 at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/02/22/weekend-writing-prompt-145-abysmal/.

Flash Fiction: A Coach’s Sculpture

February 18, 2020Posted in MMATagged Flash Fiction, MMA, MMA Storytime, Prospect, Sculpture, Weekend Writing Prompt, Word of the Day ChallengeLeave a comment

Greg walked through the doors of Tiger Claw MMA as a stick figure from the pages of a child’s sketchbook—gangly, awkward, and all the teenager’s features appeared to be growing at a different rate.

Coach Vee knew right where to start, modeling and chiseling Greg into a highly touted mixed martial arts prospect.

When Greg entered the cage for his pro debut, he resembled a sculpture of skin and sinew.

Word Count: 71

Prompted from the Weekend Writing Prompt #144 at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/02/15/weekend-writing-prompt-144-sculpture/.

Prompted from the Word of the Day Challenge at: https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/02/17/prospect/.