Writing Prompt Feb 22 : Point and Kill – Submit and Rate Your Favorites

Writing Prompt Feb 22 : Point and Kill – Submit and Rate Your Favorites

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Point and Kill


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7 thoughts on “Writing Prompt Feb 22 : Point and Kill – Submit and Rate Your Favorites” by Admin (@ogaoga)

  1. I am a killer an executive killer, my name is akila.
    I had been a hired killer for the past 15yrs, I never missed a target, ‘point and kill’ is my motto.
    The last operation I executed brought doom to my record.
    I was fore-warned that the operation was a blocked-locked execution,but I heeded-not.
    I headed to my point of execution, breakthrough the giant door and tip-toed silently to the dim podium, I was……….strucked…….., not aware of my next move,……….A point, and a trigger and I was dead.

  2. The mentality for Naija markets simple.

    “Point and Kill” no questions asked, no innocent before proven guilty.

    Nah point and kill, kill them Aluu 4.

    One day, I steal person phone, I just point one small boy shout; “Ole, Ole catch am.”

    Once the boy run, I know sey him own don finish.

    I just stand, watch as them kill am.

    But today own, No be me do am, I just dey waka when person point me, shout thief!!

    Before I talk, tyre and petrol don cover me.

    The person wey point me; look like that small boy well well.

    100 words

  3. Lunch time has never been the same since I discovered this mama-put, just behind my office that Nollywood stars also frequent.

    The last time I was here,it was Joseph Benjamin that was making his orders with his characteristic skewed lips.’Madam na dat fish I want.Kill am sharp-sharp, no waste time’
    I was not dazed ofcourse,I only asked him if he does this point and kill thing too,his response was spontaneous, ‘Na only for here this one fit happen,if I point woman for movie,no be to kill am na to kiss am!’

    99 words

  4. Madam Sunbo watched with critical eyes as her customer’s hands adroitly probed at the mass of flesh before him. The frown on her face would have hurried his decision, if he wasn’t too engrossed in his examination to notice.

    Impatiently, she queried, “Oga, you dey buy abi you no dey buy?”

    “Am buying. Of course.”

    With a single movement of Madam Sunbo’s head, the girl under examination, little older than fifteen, stepped out of the line-up to stand beside the man who had ‘bought’ her.

    It was business as usual at Madam’s Sunbo brothel, popularly known as ‘Point and Kill’.

  5. T̶̲̥̅̊h̶̲̥̅̊e̶̲̥̅̊ herbalist said T̶̲̥̅̊h̶̲̥̅̊e̶̲̥̅̊ medicine was powerful. All you needed τ̅☺ do was point at your enemy and T̶̲̥̅̊h̶̲̥̅̊e̶̲̥̅̊ medicine would do its magic. He called it ‘point and kill ‘. It cost me #20,000. I decided that my first test subject would be my dog,after all T̶̲̥̅̊h̶̲̥̅̊e̶̲̥̅̊ medicine wasn’t exclusive τ̅☺ humans alone.So, when I got home, I followed T̶̲̥̅̊h̶̲̥̅̊e̶̲̥̅̊ instructions and pointed at my dog. Nothing happened. He still breathed. I tried again. Still no change. I gave up after three more tries.Then I realised I had been decieved. #20,000 all for nothing!
    98 words.

  6. The snake hissed angrily at the crowd that had surrounded it. The villagers had never seen anything this big but they knew as did the creature, that its end was inevitable. But who would kill it?

    “Aha! The serpentine crawlerbilis; the largest known man-eater that moves on its belly!” declared a voice, from a safe distance.

    It was Manu’s, the village school headmaster.

    “To kill it, one will need to strike there” he continued proudly, pointing at a spot on its large head.

    The crowd sighed in despair; for once again, the enlightened Manu was all talk but no action

    100 words.

  7. “Just point and kill” the hunter said to the boy crouching behind him in the bush as he aimed his shot gun at the antelope grazing just a few feet from them by the meadows.

    A shot pierced the silence that hung in the air followed closely by a deathly scream.

    The hunter lay in a pool of his own blood. In his attempt to show off, he had forgotten to remove the safety catch.


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