The "Three Tacise" Challenge

I was disappointed that I couldn't do the first two challenges of the "I'm a Platform-Building Campaigner" but for the Third Challenge, I thought I'll put everything I got. Well nearly everything. ;-)

So here was the Challenge:

Write a blog post in 300 words or less ✔, excluding the title. The post can be in any format, whether flash fiction ✔, non-fiction, humorous blog musings, poem, etc. The blog post should show:

• That it’s morning ✔

• That a man or a woman (or both) is at the beach ✔

• That the MC (main character) is bored ✔

• That something stinks behind where he/she is sitting ✔

• That something surprising happens. ✔

Just for fun, see if you can involve all five senses ✔ AND include these random words: "synbatec ✔," "wastopaneer ✔," and "tacise ✔."  (NB. these words are completely made up and are not intended to have any meaning other than the one you give them).

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Give me strenght because the first thing I wanted to do after I read the challenge was to write:

It was morning. A man or, was it a woman, was at the beach. He was bored. Something stunk behind where he was sitting. Then something surprising happened.

lol.

Obviously the exercise of "show, don't tell" was going nowhere if i did that, so I had to work a little harder to come up with this...

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The Three Tacise Challenge

The first rays of light shone lightly above the dark grey sea. 

She walked steadily or more like marched towards him, her walk impeded by the deep sand. 

A breeze rose and with it, a horrible stench. It was foul and rancid like a bad combination of mold and body putrefaction. Then between the palm trees, something moved.

He grimaced and half turned.

To his right, three huge Tacise were galloping towards them. The disproportionate creatures roared and ran faster as they saw their prey.

He sneezed and his snot shot out like a bullet on the blond sand. 

She looked at him, disgusted but raised her sword at the ready.

He covered the snot with his boot and raised his hand in apology.

"Sorry, don't mind me although maybe I'm having an allergy to these Wastopaneer."

And then he burped. 

"Synbatec!" she screamed infuriated. "Synbatec for christ's sake!"

She stomped her boots on the floor and their background vanished to a cold metallic room. Two monitors lit up and buttons appeared on the far walls. 

"What's the point of these simulations if you don't take them seriously!" she snapped.

"Sorry I got confused...actually the setting of the beach confused me..."

"What about the three Tacise?"

"Oh those," he shrugged and burped again. "No, I was ready for them. But first, I think I need a nap. To digest. What do you think?"

"Go to hell!" she said marching out of the room.

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I try to get as far as I could from the idea of two lovers on the beach...by making the scene as un-romantic as possible...;-)
Entry # 110
http://rachaelharrie.blogspot.com/2011/10/third-campaigner-challenge-show-not.html