Author: Luka Tatsujo

Lost in History

T’was midnight when a lone Luka sat awake in the dark comforts of the bedroom, staring blankly at the computer monitor with a freshly opened word document. The cold breeze from the poorly installed air conditioner unit seeped into the room, sending unwanted chills up and down Luka’s spine. Shivering and legs bouncing from an unnerving anxiousness to try and produce some kind of work for the day, Luka endured the cold and went to Google, the starting point for a journey of ideas.

The search bar was empty, awaiting for some kind of input to put Luka down the right path. An empty head plagued Luka, nothing new coming to the front. In a random fit to look for inspiration, Luka’s fingers moved on their own across the blue-lit keyboard. These are the results…

I ended up looking up the Word of the Day for January 22nd, 2021 on Merriam-Webster again. After an hour and a half of writing, half of which was devoted to light research just to make sure something in this story was somehow accurate, this is what I came up with.

Today’s Word of the Day from Merriam-Webster is Sarcophagus.

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A King’s Fill

This was a spontaneous idea when I sat down to get some work done for the day. I was dry on ideas and I needed something to get me going. I decided to look up the word of the day for January 20th, 2021 using Merriam-Webster. It took me longer than I wanted to get it done (thanks to random distractions and constantly scrolling through YouTube) but I actually like what I got out of it. I think I may come back to it and expand on it.

If you guys like the story and would like to see more of it, let me me know in the comments. And if you would like to see more Word of the Day stories, let me about that as well.

Today’s Word of the Day from Merriam-Webster is Gulosity.


Sir Knight Reginald stood at his post in awkward silence, along with the rest of his castle guards. They all didn’t stare down the aisle of the throne room that lead up to the King and Queen’s thrones. Some looked up at the high archway ceiling that seemed to reach the sky, others darted their eyes as they watched one another. Nobody said a word, just standing there, listening to the lip-smacking and monstrous sounds coming from nearby.

“Another plate, peons!”

Sir Knight Reginald glanced to his left and saw the King waving around an empty plate. The King threw the plate, shattering it inches away from where Reginald stood. All along the carpet that traveled from the main door down to the thrones, shards and chunks of plates and dishes littered it, turning the red carpet in to a white spiked trap.

The throne room fell quiet for a moment. When the King didn’t receive another plate of food, he screamed again, “Where is my food? Bring me my plate!”

Seconds later a slim man walked in, cautiously carrying three plates along his arm.

“Right away, My Liege.”

The man increased his pace, hoping to avoid being scowled at. Keeping his eyes on the King the man failed to notice the path of broken plates, stepping on one and breaking his focus. He shrieked out as sharp pieces cut straight into the bottom of his foot, bringing him down. The carefully balanced food fell along with him, splattering all over the carpet. One of the guards rushed over and aided the man from the carpet, removing the piece of plate from his foot.

Sir Knight Reginald caught glimpse of the incident and ordered the guard, “Take him to the infirmary to get that wound cleaned and patched up.”

“Keep that man right where he is,” the King intervened.

Everybody watched the King as he rose up from throne and charged down the carpet, stepping on the plate shards without even a single wince. He pushed the guard aside and grabbed the man by his head, the palm of his hand completely gripping him. The man struggled and cried for his release as the King held him up.

“Bring me my food.”

“But My Liege, I’m injured. I can’t walk like this.”

The King brought the man closer, inches away as he stared at him, “Bring. Me. Food.”

With one powerful throw, the King flung the man out of the throne room, and went back to his throne.

The Queen reached over and placed her hand on the King’s lap, watching him with sorrowful eyes, “Your actions concern me. Your anger is growing more and more with each passing day.”

100 Word Story – Babysitting (Finale)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Six)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Five)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Four)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Three)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Two)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part One)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that make babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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Luka’s 2020 Year-End Round-Up… It Sucked.

Luka’s 2020 Year-End Round-Up… It Sucked.

I honestly didn’t even know how to start this off. I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to do a 2020 wrap-up because, well, 2020 fucking sucked. Not just for me, but for just about everybody on the planet. We’ve all went through some kind of negative effect from it, some worse than others no doubt, but we all lost something last year. However, through all of the lost, enduring all of the sadness and pain we’ve experienced last year, some of us managed to find some good out it. And in a crazy way, I did too. I can honestly say that all of the extra work I was stuck doing for about eight months out of last year actually lead me to what I’m currently doing today. I don’t really want to make this 2020 wrap-up too long, and I’m trying to avoid making it all about me, sorry about that, so I’m just going to get straight to all of the points I want to focus on.

First and foremost, all of us who made it through the chaotic and hectic year that was 2020, whether you were in Europe, South America, Asia, Africa, or wherever you reside in the world that I didn’t mention, you must keep this in mind. If you’re reading this: you made it. Last year was a hard time for everybody. Many of us lost our jobs due to restrictions and lockdowns, some of us were pushed to the brink of our health because we were swamped with extra work, and some just didn’t know how to cope with everything that was going on. We lost loved ones, for health reasons, for rising political talk, and people finally showed their true colors during it all. We’ve all lost something in some kind of way. But there is one thing that we can all think about.

Through all of the heartache, health risks, and broken bonds, we can say we made it to the new year. I know the road ahead may look bleak and the light at the end of the tunnel isn’t within sight, but trust and believe, making it through one more year is progress. And with the new year, it’s time for us to evaluate our own self-worth and use that for making even more progress for the new year. Know what you’re capable of and have confidence in yourself. Know you who are as a person and don’t let others talk you out of it.

In short: grab 2021 by the balls and make it the year you learn about who you are.

City of Rumors (Finale)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

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City of Rumors (Part Four)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

Continue reading City of Rumors