Dirty Bubble Challenge Novels & Stories

No attempts to fix it. Just silent company in the dark.

They shot at each other and didn't let each other go. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! “Tsk, looks like this is going to take a while,” Cylo clicked his tongue after his opponent managed to dodge several of his shots. He was now taking cover behind one of the containers. It seemed that the person he was facing this time was very well-trained, with extremely quick reflexes.

Her voice was sharp. Alert. “Amber, something just popped up.” I straightened slightly. “What is it?” “There’s a post on the university robotics forum,” she said. My stomach tightened. “What kind of post?” “A challenge,” she replied. “Someone is offering a reward. A big one.” “How big?” “Life-changing,” she said. “They’re promising that anyone who beats the record you set… will be set for life.” Silence. Jason turned to me instantly. “That’s not random,” I said.

That Wednesday morning started with a challenge I didn't expect. Before I even left for the office, the blue screen had shimmered into life over my vanity. [ NEW TASK: PRECISION UNDER PRESSURE ] Precision over pressure? What does that mean this time? The system had been offering the weirdest of tasks these days. [OBJECTIVE: CATCH 50 DROPS OF WATER FROM A LEAKY FAUCET WITHOUT LETTING A SINGLE ONE TOUCH THE BASIN.] Did I say weird tasks, make that cruel task.

“And not just them. Your best friend too.” My stomach dropped. “You wouldn’t.” “Oh? You can give it a try”. His voice dripped with challenge. “Run once, and I will find you. Run twice, and I will enjoy the hunt.”

The nervous parking warden hurried got undressed for the final game of ‘XXXX’. “Welcome back to ‘XXXX’ folks!” Kent greeted the camera as filming resumed. ‘ROUND 3:XXXX CHALLENGE’ was on the screen at the back of the set. “We’ve got Joe Dingle, a parking enforcement officer from New York with us for the final game, the ‘XXXX’ Challenge!” Kent said. The camera then panned across to Bambi and the naked celebrity guests. “As you can see me and girls are all set for the last game, and eager to begin,” Bambi said with a wink at the camera, she reached over and tweaked Jenna’s nipple.

It hissed and spat tiny sparks when the bubbles broke. Acid. It didn’t take a genius to figure that out. My stomach dropped. On the far end of the platform stood a towering metallic wall. It stretched all the way from the floor to the ceiling. Then the Game Master’s voice came, echoing from everywhere again. “Welcome to the next challenge, my delightful little contortionists. Before you stands your test — a game of Hole in the Wall.” The name made a few people scoff nervously, but the humor died quickly when the wall lit up with glowing blue outlines. They were shapes. Human shapes. Each one twisted into a different, impossible position.

And I like their designs… Me: yeah yeah...too bad he's not that decent Zara: how? Me: he's a playboy...brings other girls every week Zara: ok...then why pick you to be his next target? Me: Stella made him do a challenge. To make me fall for him. Zara: omg! That's kinda hard for him. Me: I know right..hahaha Zara: well...did he attempt to do something to you? Me: yeah...he nearly kissed me but I stopped him...you should see his face..so funny…