Damsels On A Catwalk“Girls, hurry up!” Madame Delacy hurried around the dressing room, adjusting her model’s outfits and checking they had all the accessories in place. “Shirley, you should have a bronze scarf with that dress. Change it, please.”Damsels On A Catwalk by Created-By-Caz
“Oh, really? Sorry about that.” Shirley quickly changed the scarf and went to stand by the catwalk entrance, tweaking aside the curtain so she could see the audience. “Oh wow! Full house tonight!”
“Yes, including a lot of the fashion industry’s main buyers.” Madame Delacy replied as she fixed a decorated comb into Ruth’s auburn curls. “Okay Ruth, you’re ready. Bunty, what are you doing with that jacket? Here, let me straighten it.”
“I can’t find my bag!” Erica called out as she searched frantically through a box of handbags. “I had it ten minutes ago. Can anyone
The Easter Bunny Girls“…and there’s so much to do, we’ll never be ready in time!”The Easter Bunny Girls by Created-By-Caz
It was almost Easter and the bunny girls were rushing to get everything finished in time for the big day. Candy smiled as her rather stressed new apprentice Cherry handed over the tally sheet.
“Don’t worry Cherry, it’s always like this just before Easter.” Candy glanced at the list and gasped. “Oh my, we really are behind with the chocolate eggs this year. Where’s Peach? She’s supposed to be supervising the production.”
“I’m here!” Peach hurried over, drops of chocolate covering her from the tips of her bunny ears, to the peach coloured bows on her high heels. Her peach coloured ruffled dress was protected by a chocolate splattered apron. “Sorry to be such a mess, the nozzles were clogged again and when they blew, the chocolate went everywhere! Lemon and Cocoa are t
The Damsel's Dozen - Volume OneHave you ever tried to write or draw and just been unable to come up with an idea? It’s something that happens to most of us at one time or another.The Damsel's Dozen - Volume One by Created-By-Caz
Occasionally, we need something to get our inspiration going and so, rather than our usual kind of challenge, we have created a ‘Damsel’s Dozen’; twelve ideas which you can interpret in various different ways, to encourage you to create new art.
So, our Damsel’s Dozen are:
1. A clever escape
2. A daring rescue
3. Things aren’t quite what they seem
4. Lost and found
5. Turning the tables
6. A sticky situation
7. Fun and games
9. On vacation
10. Caught in the act
12. Non-human damsel
Some of these topics are deliberately vague/open ended to encourage your own interpretations and creativity.
Okay, just a few rules for this challenge.
This is open to group members only
Knot Just Another Game Show“…uninspired...already been done countless times…this would get us taken off the air!” Max Shepherd flung the paperwork across the boardroom table and began pacing the room, while his executives watched nervously. “People, please; you were all hired as you promised to bring something different to the airwaves. Don’t any of you have some decent ideas for my new satellite channel?”Knot Just Another Game Show by Created-By-Caz
The executives shuffled uncomfortably; the few suggestions they had made so far had been shot down immediately. Max sighed as he slumped back into his chair.
“I want some original programmes for this channel, not the same stuff we already do on MXS!” Max groaned. “We’ve already got news, fashion, current affairs and a chat show lined up. We need more! I want entertainment, thrills, maybe something educational.” He glared at his executives. “The new channel launches
A Damsel in Distress Christmas CarolThe hail fell thickly; tiny bullets that bounced off buildings and cars, making the pavements slippery for the people hurrying around, finishing their last minute shopping. Despite the cold, people smiled as they hurried through the streets. After all, it was Christmas Eve, a time to be merry with goodwill to all.A Damsel in Distress Christmas Carol by Created-By-Caz
Eliza stared out of the window, watching the hail accumulate on the ledge outside. She sighed and turned back to her work, only to be disturbed by her senior sales assistant.
“Yes Roberta, what is it now?” Eliza grumbled as she looked up.
“Ma’am, the staff have asked if…well…it is Christmas and they….” Roberta faltered under Eliza’s angry glare.
“They want to leave early, is that is?” Eliza said quietly. She saw Roberta nod and blush. “I see. Well Roberta, you may tell them that we open until six o’clock and it being Chris
The Seven Devils of ChristmasIt’s almost Christmas; a time for family, traditions, making merry and goodwill to all men, right?The Seven Devils of Christmas by Created-By-Caz
It’s a time of stress and frustration as you’re trying to get ready for the big day. So much to do, so many things to prepare and so little time to do it in, especially when you have to fit it all in around your job.
This is made all the more difficult due to there being seven devils hard at work, intent on making the run up to Christmas as difficult as possible.
The first one appears as soon as you decide to try and get ahead on your Christmas shopping. Your thoughts are to nip into town after you finish your shift and take advantage of late night opening, but this little devil thinks now would be a good time to make your car fail to start. Instead of running around the shops, snapping up bargains, you’re left stuck at work waiting for the Recovery Service to arrive. Of course, since you’re there, your boss will make sur
Inspirational Downside 4Catherine yawned loudly as she sat down at the kitchen, smacking her lips and scratching the top of her head like a monkey. She glanced at one of the kitchen cupboards and it opened. A ceramic bowl and plastic container of cereal float from the cupboard and set themselves down in front of Catherine. The cereal poured itself until the bowl was half full and floated back to the cupboard with the door closing behind it. Catherine then shifted her gaze to the refrigerator. The refrigerator door opened and a carton of milk flew out, pour itself over Catherine’s cereal, and flew back in the fridge.Inspirational Downside 4 by sliferred123
Rose walked into the kitchen in her pale pink, satin robe looking fresh and ready to start her day. “Good morning, Catherine.” She sang happily. “Would you like me to make you some eggs?”
“I already made some cereal.” Catherine replied in a monotone raising her hand in the air. A spoon in the dish rack shot up into and flew towards Catherine when Rose caug
Dilemmas of Summer - Batch 2StowawaysDilemmas of Summer - Batch 2 by Golavus
“Captain Louise! We found a stowaway in the cargo hold!” Lieutenant Naomi announced as she entered the bridge of the Starship ‘Wings of Mercury’ with Ensigns Konnie and Karen dragging a woman whose hands had been restrained behind her back with plasma cuffs.
Captain Louise got up from her captain’s chair to inspect the new arrival. She had dark hair that reached her shoulders, and was wearing a pristine white skirt and shirt, dark tights and black high heels that formed the uniform of the Earth Space Agency, the red coloured shoulder boards indicating her rank as captain. Both Louise, with long dark hair, Konnie, a girl of Indian origin with shoulder length dark hair, and Karen, with blonde hair cut into a bob, wore similar outfits to Louise. This contrasted completely with the stowaway, a woman the same age as Louise but with long brown hair held in a ponytail, wearing a dark jacket with matching jeans tucked into brown high
Caz The VillainessThree flash fictions, each one depicting a different villainous alter ego I’ve created for Caz.
Bake And Switch“Hi, Caz, I’m home!” David called out.
Caz Gets The PictureHolding up a thumb for reference, Caz frowned prettily at the vase set off to one side and then at her canvas. She dipped her brush onto her palette and gently applied a thin stroke of yellow. “Do these daffodils look right to you, David?” she asked, stepping back to examine her work.
Caztastrophe“Caz has a delightful imagination,” David reflected. He was reading his wife’s journal on deviantART, enjoying her answers to a series of questions a friend had posed to her. “Number Seven is quite intriguing.”
Caz's Inside JobWith a short straight line, Caz finished carving her name into the glass. Her actions were a bit premature, for the Breneton Jewels still lay snug in their display, seeming to wink at her in invitation, colorful eyes shining in the darkness. It was tempting to think of simply smashing the display case, to reach in and snatch the fabled jewels in triumph, but the experienced catburglar resisted the impulse. "I don't need the attention that would bring," she murmured softly. "With care, those lovelies will be mine soon enough!"
A Novel Approach For CazCaz's fingers twitched indecisively, her hands hovered anxiously over the keys of her laptop. She shook her head, trying to dislodge the mental cobwebs. Whenever inspiration was there, words poured forth, like water from a bursting dam, but when lacking, her output slowed to a mere trickle. "Concentrate!" she told herself sternly, and finally began to type.
Spring Unleashed"Eager to leave, my lovely flower blossom? No, you shall never escape me!"
Caz Steps Out"I definitely want a new costume for Halloween this year!" Caz shuddered, recalling events two years earlier involving her angel costume, a reversible outfit that could also serve as a demoness costume. Wearing it had caused Topaz, mysterious, maddening Topaz, to appear! This unwelcome visitor had materialized suddenly, claiming to be Caz's guardian devil, and had caused quite a bit of trouble!
Deviant WeddingIt was a beautiful spring day, the birds were chirping, people happily walked about, and a warm breeze light blew across the land. Everyone was happy about the day, but none of them were happy as much as David was. As he stood in front of a large mirror inside of a small church, he straighten out his suit and waited for the clock to tick down to the time he would marry his lovely bride to be Caz.
Interviewing Caz"Hi, everybody! This is intrepid television reporter Caitlyn Meredith coming to you live from the scene of some really exciting breaking news where "
Surprise VisitorSitting back in her recliner, Caz snuggled into David's body as they sat watching the old movie. The scene on the screen showed a bedroom, the thin curtains blowing in the slight breeze as the heroine slept under the covers. She had a thin silk band holding her long blonde hair back from her face as she slept, undisturbed by the breeze or the sounds.
A Glutton For Punishment"Let me go, Glarg," pleaded Caz. A long, thick rope circled about her waist, hanging her from the ceiling of the lizardman's enormous cave. Her legs were bound together; her arms were tied against her sides. She had been gagged, but she had worked the red bandana out from her teeth so that it now hung loosely about her neck. "I have things I need to do; I can't just hang about here like this!"
Caz Makes A Soft Decision"What do you think of this one, Caz?"
Caz And The Gem Mini Cricket"David, I've been tied up for quite a long time now, I really have," said Caz. She was quite well bound, too. Rope soft to the skin yet unyielding to her struggles kept her immobilized in an efficient hogtie as she lay on her side on the sofa. Her elbows were held behind her back by ropes that ran between them, although the elbows were still a safe distance apart from one another so that she felt no discomfort. Her wrists were bound back to back. Rope circled her legs above and below her knees, and around her ankles. A connecting rope ran from her wrists to her ankles, keeping her legs bent as she struggled futilely on the soft cushions, for the more she pulled the tighter the knots became. "I think it's time for you to let me go now," she announced.
UnmaskedA Couple in Distress story with David and Caz.
Caz Meets Dr. Muir"And can you make that 'To Caitlyn' and that's C-a-i-t-l-y-n, because there are so many different ways to spell my name and oh my gosh you're just my most favorite writer ever!" enthused the young woman.
Caz To The RescueOn a broad plateau jutting from a lonely mountain that rose from an isolated spot in the ocean stood several hundred gleaming, metallic robots, completely inert. They would continue their silent vigil with infinite patience until they received their commands, at which point they would spring into action, flying through the sky to every corner of the globe.
Caz Is Beside HerselfNighttime is magic time, and the magic associated with certain holiday nights can be very powerful, indeed. For example, there are legends of a traveler seeking shelter in a stable on Christmas Eve to awaken from sleep to hear the animals speaking the language of humans. The eavesdropper may hear of a fabulous hidden treasure or of danger ahead, and thus profits from an experience that can only occur one night a year.
A Dragon Rescue For CazWhere is Princess Caz? fumed the Regent, Lord Horace Highbottom.
Caz Gets Carried AwayRESCUE ME!!! Caz typed her desperate plea for help on her cell phone as surreptitiously as she could, hoping no one would see her, but it was no use; Caitlyn kept her eye on everything.
Caz-ual EncountersNow, I want you to understand that I dont mean anything personal by this, Caitlyn, explained Caz, reading the security guards name off her shiny brass nametag. The fascinatingly enigmatic jewel thief was dressed all in sleek, black clothing that allowed her to move easily and blend subtly into the shadows. A mask covered her upper face. A small bit of her curly brown hair escaped from the tight black cap she wore over her head. She carried a small black pouch slung across one shoulder. Its just that I have a little unauthorized business here in the natural history museum and I cant have you interfering.
I have been a deviant here now for 5 years and currently spend my time created stories and occasional poetry.|
My stories are generally Damsel in Distress stories, which are written with the view I share with my husband (who incidentally I met through DA), that they should be fun tales with a bit of adventure, with the damsel being rescued by her hero or friend/escaping by herself. Nothing rude, humiliating or demeaning - no damsel is ever hurt (though villains might get what's coming to them) and there will never be any sex or nudity in any of my tales.
My poetry is often inspired by events or places in my life, although on occasion it comes as a by product of an over fertile imagination. I tend to write lighthearted poetry, though a darker one may sneak in from time to time.
I find writing a great way to release feelings and emotions and enjoy creating my pieces.
Being on DeviantART has given me the chance to learn more about writing and to meet some wonderful people who have taught me so much as well as delighted me with their work. It's given me the chance and confidence to try new things, which is always good.