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Symon Pude
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Hobby-writer of fantasy and Sci-Fi. No finished novel yet with this Pseudonym.
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A short one today.
From #MasterWatch
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #writer #WIPSnips
Not four minutes later, Ava was already in her car, driving towards the mission site. It was the neighborhood of Gingerbeard’s previous victim, Amira. Which was strange as the subjugator had never returned for anything before. Orders from mission control came over the radio. Ava was delegated as a perimeter guard to avoid his escape northward out of the area. “Use of lethal ammunition permitted,” the voice over the radio said. Ava nodded to herself. She would take both her tranq gun, and the real gun secured in a secret, fingerprint activated safe in her glove box.
December 13, 2025 at 10:22 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Today's snip is also a bit topical, since it's Chrisms soon ;)
From my Spy Thriller #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #writer
That also meant that he had a weekend to spend alone in the city empty of most students at this time of year. He decided to go to the climbing gym, which he had never seen so empty; beside him, there were only five other people there. One other person came in shortly after him: it was the redhead that he had noticed so often already. When she saw him, her face lit up and she came over. With her, she brought the pleasant smell of perfume. “Hi.” Her voice had a full, a tad mysterious sound. “I didn't expect I'd meet anyone else here so close after Christmas.” She pulled her hair into a ponytail, revealing her stunning face with a soft chin, cute little ears, a nape with a small mole,... - Egon forgot to answer. She smiled with her full lips. “By the way, I've never gotten your name.” “E…Egon,” he finally stuttered. “Cool name,” she said. “I’m Julia.”
December 11, 2025 at 3:46 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Who here remembers the phones before smartphones became commonplace?
From my Spy Thriller #MasterWatch
#writer #WriteSky #WIPSnips
He diverted his attention to the box she had given him. He opened the cardboard lid, and, to his surprise, found a phone. It was an old Nokia model, good for calls and texts, but not much else. Despite the dated design, it seemed brand new, still with a factory shine and no scratches at all. Below it - and the provided charger - there was a note. He unfolded the paper and began to read the words in her flowy handwriting. Follow these rules: Do not approach me Stay away from everyone else Do not say ‘please’ to anyone Do not tell anyone about this, especially not the police Keep the phone on you at all times. Follow all further instructions I give you over the phone. Destroy this note after you've read it If you do not follow these rules, you will spend the rest of your life in prison, I will make sure of it. AM
December 9, 2025 at 4:51 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
What would your reaction be if you came back home after almost dying?
From my Spy Thriller #MasterWatch
#writer #WriteSky #WIPSnips
Only then, Egon remembered forgetting to lock the door. Like in a trance, he sat down on his bed. He stared at the wall, his mind empty. At once, the exhaustion hit him, his whole body turning into lead. The only sound in his ears was his pulse pounding through his head - it reminded of an engine driving a piston at full throttle. And just like an engine running out of fuel, his heart slowed down, until the sound was mostly gone, now replaced with an imaginary hum. Egon yawned. He had never felt so tired. All he wanted was to lie down and find out tomorrow that it all had been a dream. But he was too exhausted to lie down.
December 7, 2025 at 10:33 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
I can see the potential of the story, I'd maybe like a bit more detail

Btw: To further the reach of your post, I would add the tag # WIPSnips to your post the next time
December 7, 2025 at 7:49 AM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Context: One character is quite into reading the newspaper.
Frem my spy novel #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #writer #WriteSky
“Anything but,” she said. “How could whatever is really going on ever be boring? Sure, if you only read a newspaper once, you won't get much out of it. You have to make it a daily habit until you see how everything is connected. And after that, you're hooked.” Egon scoffed. “Sounds like too much work.” “A lot of problems in this world are because people have gotten too comfortable, like you. It takes effort to understand and find solutions.”
December 6, 2025 at 5:55 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
From my Spy Thriller #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #writer #WriteSky
Ava’s phone rang. She fished it out of her pocket. Her face turned even more sour when she looked at the screen. “This is important,“ she said, then accepted the call. Egon couldn't hear what was spoken on the other end, only Ava's answers. “Yes… I understand… yes, of course, I see how this is necessary… it does affect my plans a bit, but I can't change it… I’ll be there shortly…” She ended the call, then stared at her phone for a few moments. Then she turned her head to Egon. With a deadpan voice, she said, “We need to go into hiding.”
December 5, 2025 at 12:18 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Within 2 1/2 hours I can reach 3 different countries, or get to the capital of mine... and that's despite living in a very rural area.
December 4, 2025 at 9:18 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
2 1/2 hours being considered 'not far' really goes against my European mindset. ;)
December 4, 2025 at 3:45 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Whoops, seems like this is the first Snip that reveals where the story is set. I forgot to censor it this time.
December 4, 2025 at 3:41 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
You'd think this is a spoiler, but it actually is in the prologue and supposed to be a tease of what's to come.
From #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #writer #WriteSky
He took a deep breath and wiped his eyes. To occupy him anyhow else, he grabbed the GPS Tracker from the table, fully expecting nothing of note. How wrong he was; the blinking dot moved through the map of Linz on the tiny screen. And by chance, Egon catched the exact moment it came to stop in the part of the city with many high-end villas. A place that the politician, which had the public image of being down to earth, didn't have any reason to be in. Egon glanced down to his swollen ankle. Going out now was dumb, for many reasons, he only barely escaped being captured. On the other hand, it might be the best opportunity he'll ever get. “This ends tonight,” he said.
December 4, 2025 at 3:33 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Just going with the flow. I reckon it's gonna be 100k
December 2, 2025 at 5:21 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Well, he couldn't have guessed that just thirty minutes later, he would have a gun pressed to his head, and that he would need his phone afterwards.
December 2, 2025 at 5:20 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
#WIPSnips
That is the real tag. I forgot an 's'
December 2, 2025 at 10:44 AM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Getting ready for the first date (which will have an unsuspected end)
From #MasterWatch
#writer #WriteSky #WIPSnip
He finished dinner, cleaned the dishes, got some nice clothes out of his closet and took a shower. He noticed his cheek prickled with short beard hair, so he took the time to shave. Afterwards, his phone told him it was 6:25 pm, and that the battery was at 10%. "It'll be enough," he told himself and prepared to go outside. His coat was dry enough, but his gloves were still damp, so he decided against them. He walked out the door and skipped down the stairwell in childish glee. At the bottom, he realized that he had forgotten to lock his door. He shrugged. There wasn’t a handle, only a doorknob at the outside, so nobody could just walk in there. “It's not like I have anything worth stealing in there,” he said to himself. As he was walking, he tried to find some conversation topics. Hard to do. He barely knew her. Maybe a talk about her family or her hobbies could work; he nodded.
December 2, 2025 at 10:10 AM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Can you picture a person you last saw when you were 5?
From #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #writer
“Anything else that might help identify him? How tall was he? What was his body type? I know it was a long time ago, but you have to…” “You know I have a photo of him, right?” He brought out his phone and entered the folder with his oldest pictures. “Why didn't you lead with this?” “It’s not a very good one,” Egon said, then handed Ava his phone. She looked at the picture he could almost draw from memory. It was a scan of an old polaroid. It featured his baby self on the arm of his mother, who featured eyes widened with surprise at the photographer. His father's reaction was more extreme. He had attempted to throw his arms up to hide his face, just a moment too late. But because he turned away at the moment of the photo, his face was unrecognisably blurry anyway. One was still able to see that he had an athletic build and was not too much taller than his mother.
November 9, 2025 at 7:49 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Figured out how to make a little longer Snip in one picture, enjoy:)
From #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #writer
Ava released her breath, and with it a bit of tension. “She set up a fake address?” The question was almost redundant. This was exactly something Sera would do. “Yes,” Robert said. “I was wondering if you know where she actually lives.” Ava shook her head. “No, I've never been at her home.” Robert sighed. “Nobody has. I finally got hold of her mother - no luck either, they haven't been in contact for a while. The people she put down as emergency contacts were a little more helpful, though they seemed not overly concerned when I told them she was missing. Apparently, this wasn't the first time. By the way, what did she tell you about what she did on her holiday in the summer?“ Ava was taken aback by the sudden question. “Uhmm, she went hiking?” Robert shook his head. “She told me she went sailing on the Gardasee. She told Britta that she made a city trip to Ljubljana. To others, she said that she was in Prague, or Bratislava, or Berlin. And that wasn't the only thing she said that contradicts. That girl is an enigma. At this point, I'm not even sure she's lactose intolerant.”
November 8, 2025 at 9:58 AM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Probably a bit of a spoiler
From #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #writer
Instead, he attempted to wiggle himself free somehow. He stopped when he felt something sharp press against the side of his throat. “Don't try anything,” Sera said from behind him. From the corner of his eye, he could see the hilt of a kitchen knife in her hand. “Bloody subjugator.” Egon didn't dare to breathe - any movement could mean his death, and Ava's and Sera's in turn. Sera removed the blade and stepped into view. “Stupid. How have I not seen this sooner?” she said that more to herself, then turned to Egon. “Ava is your servant as well, isn't she?” Egon tried to speak, completely forgetting the tape over his mouth. He nodded instead.
November 7, 2025 at 8:05 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Yes, this is also from my #SpyThriller #MasterWatch
There is a small supernatural element in there (though it is explained by science in the story)
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #writer
“And you are sure that there was no foul play?” Britta said. “I haven't found anything that would hint at that,” Sera said. “Like I said: a convenient coincidence.” “Probably for the best,” Britta said. Sera looked at her. “A person died.” “And other people can sleep well without risk of falling under his spell.”
October 30, 2025 at 6:12 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Yep. I probably betrayed where I'm from with that 1 to 1 translated word. But I think it fits.
October 26, 2025 at 4:00 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
Their are countless 'that' and 'hate' in my manuscript, sadly no hat.
I do have 'cap', though.
From #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #writer
During their conversation they'd left the building. The wind swirled the drops of rain into a mist that just begged to sap away all warmth from one's skin. Egon pushed his collar up, his cap over his ears and put on his gloves. With deliberate strides he headed for his bike. Luckily, he had found a place protected from the rain for the old wire-donkey. The lock opened smoothly when he put in the code, and he wrapped the solid chain around the linkage under the seat. Egon put on his helmet and pulled his backpack more tightly. With a last weary glance at the sky, he swung himself on his bike. The first metres were followed by looks of a few students who thought he was crazy to be biking in this weather.
October 26, 2025 at 3:54 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
(There's a small life-hack in there)
From #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #writer
He almost missed his stop, only pressing the optional stop button when he could already see it. He jumped out and jogged back up the street to his apartment complex. Without stopping, he hurried up the stairs. His breath grew heavier and heavier, but the quick beat of his heart willed his legs to run.  On the third floor, he fiddled with his pocket to get the key. The metal slipped through his fingers. The lanyard connecting his keys to one of the belt loops stopped its fall to the ground. On the second try, he managed to get it in the key hole. He quickly tried to turn it completely, but the key just stopped after turning a few degrees. Shock ran through his already beaten body. It was unlocked. He opened the door silently. He slipped in, grabbing the broom beside the door. He knew that weapon wouldn't help much if someone waited for him.
October 21, 2025 at 8:43 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
I hope you care for another #WIPSnips from #MasterWatch
#WriteSky #writer
“We're here,” Ava simply said. A clear sign: Taking care of Sera had priority over anything else.  They moved Sera into the building, then to the unlocked boiler room at the ground floor.  There wasn't too much room there with all the plumbing, but it was much warmer here than in the rest of the building. They would eventually move her up to Egon’s flat, but her current condition didn't seem to allow that right now.  Ava remained by Sera's side, while Egon hurried up the stairwell and knocked on the door opposite from his.  After about a minute, Daniel opened the door.  Confusion was written on the young doctor's face. “Egon? What do you want so la… “ Egon cut him off, “We need your help.“ “She needs to get to a hospital,” was the first thing Daniel said when he saw the scene. 
October 15, 2025 at 9:02 PM
symon-pude.bsky.social
I hope they learn to trust each other more...
From #MasterWatch
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #writer
Crouching beside her the whole time started to hurt his knees, so he sat down on the bathroom floor as well. “Huh. Well, if it's inevitable anyways, what is the plan when it comes to that? Cooperate with the law and hope they reduce the sentence in some way?” She shook her head. “That's not how this works. Your kind is too dangerous. You'll be thrown into a cell  then they’ll throw away the key. I'd rather stay on the run forever, but that's not an option.” “Why not?” “Because you'd be caught within days, if it even takes that long.”
October 12, 2025 at 9:39 AM