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| Posted on 2011-07-25 09:10:37 PM |
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Time for a story game! Write a story based on the topic set for each round, and best story gets 3 points, followed by 2nd and 3rd, with 2 and 1 point respectively. (1 paragraph is ok for length, more is better, but quality is better than quantity. Please no 1337 speak.)
Also: grammar and spelling may work against you, especially if you can't do it. With some of the harder letters, minor grammar offenses can be let go.
The twist is: each round, there will be one letter you can NOT use. Using this letter will result in minus 1 point. (Edit: Apparently, this is too much of a harsh punishment. Just ctrl+f your paragraph ONCE before posting.. alright?) The order of the letters will be the reverse of:
e t a o i n s r h l d c u m f p g w y b v k x j q z
26 rounds, winner will receive... something. :3
Current Round
Theme: You're hot. You wanna cool off. It's the summer. What do you do?
Letter Missing: Q
Past Rounds
Theme: You went fishing, and something strange was in the water...
Letter Missing: Z (this is gonna be pretty challenging, good luck!)
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Bleaghhh - 1
I will be posting a response for fun every so often. Won't be for points. Also, if you guys would like we could vote for best entry, but I might just choose for ease of running it. Thanks, and good luck!
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| Last edited on 2011-07-28 08:17:48 PM by KoreanWonderBoy. |
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| Posted on 2011-07-26 10:18:28 AM |
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A few weeks ago I went down to the river for fishing. I caught a few salmon, among other fish, when I saw something about 10 feet underwater. It looked like a big fish, so I cast out to get it.
The fish wouldn't bite, and I had to wiggle the bobber around a bit to get the fish to notice the lure. Suddenly, I had a bite. I started to reel in, but it was a toughie. Then, the fishing cable snapped, and I was sent tumbling backward into my picnic basket.
I sat back up, and much to my surprise, the fish was still there. I brought a spare lure and cable, so I replaced it and cast out to get that fish. Once I got it, instead of reeling, I yanked. It came right out, and then I reeled.
It was a boot.
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| Posted on 2011-07-27 01:12:57 PM |
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(any similarity to above posts is unintentional, I haven't read them)
The other day, I decided to go to the lake with my trusty fishing rod. I hadn't caught much the week before, but I thought that since the weather was nicer this week, I might have some better luck. I laid down my tackle box, baited the hook, and cast the line. I waited a few minutes (fishing is a sport that requires patience, you know), and I felt a slight tug on the line. I pulled the rod in to see what I caught, and reeled in the fish. It wasn't the biggest, but it was impressive. This fish wasn't winning any competitions, though, so I threw it back.
Again, I threw the line out in the water, but this time I heard a definite "clink". I knew it was out far too deep to be the floor of the lake, so I had to wonder what it was I hit. Well, I had to go look, not only because of my growing curiosity but the hook was caught in something. It was a warm day, so I hopped in and swam out.
I unhooked my line and threw it at shore, and continued my investigation. Whatever this thing was, it was big. I could tell by the slimy feel it had been there for a while, and it was definitely made of metal. Upon closer inspection, I saw that there was a porthole in the side - this was a submarine!
I pushed and pulled with all my might to flip the watercraft over, but it must have been buried under the lakebed. It wouldn't budge. I knew I wasn't going to find anything else there, so I was forced to swim back to shore.
To this day, I still don't know what that submarine was doing there. The lake was relatively shallow, and no one lives near it, at least as far as I know. I haven't told anyone about it, so maybe this... secret submarine should just remain between me, and whoever the owner of the mysterious submersible was.
Hehe, that was fun to write. I always loved demand writing from a prompt like that. It wasn't hard at all to omit the letter 'z'; only one word I wanted to use had that letter in it, and it was easy to change it to something else.
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| Posted on 2011-07-27 04:10:17 PM |
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Awesome entries, both of you! And I wasn't expecting it to be too hard, I guess the first few rounds will be pretty easy XD I just can't wait till it gets to E. :3
Eek I can't choose between the two, both are really great XD
I'll give about 24 more hours until the round will end.
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| Posted on 2011-07-27 07:47:25 PM |
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What do you like to do for fun? Play videogames? Write? .. I like to fish, it's a peaceful hobby, relaxing and not involving too much physical exertion. Or at least I did like to fish, before the ... shall we call it, incident.
It was a warm day, muggy and sticky. I could feel my shirt sticking to my back as a slung out my first hook of the afternoon. In fact it was more than just sticking, it actually felt like the shirt was melded to my skin, now I think back. At that point in time, it didn't matter to me though, because strangely, I'd hooked straight away. I waited till the initial pull went away, then reeled a quickly as I could, the adrenaline pumping away through my veins.
Pain, intense. Ripping upwards from my neck. I dropped to the bowels of my little wooden boat, dropping my rod and filling my palms with splinters as I did so. The intensity of the pain lessened immediately, and I caught my rod just before it fell over the side. I thought about giving up, going home, but my neck felt better and from the feel of the rod before the pain hit me, the fish was a bigg'un.
I pulled the rod once more, and once more the pain hit me, but less so this time. Letting the line go slack, I took a glance over the side of the boat to see what was hooked. What I saw will haunt me until my dying days, beneath me, beneath the water, was another me, looking over the side of his little boat, hook embedded in the back of his neck. Below him, another layer down, what he was looking at, was another clone, looking over the side of his boat. My hand flew to my neck, their hands flew to their necks. A hook.
I ripped the hook out and dove into the waters below me, trying to convince myself it was just a similar looking person, even a body, that it wasn't myself in the water, just my imagination playing tricks on me. But there was nobody there, the clone dove at the same moment of me. All I could find was a little old fishing boat, and a rod inside it, hanging over the edge, a bit of dried blood on the empty hook.
And so that's how it ends, my life is just how it was before that day, family and friends all the same, the world unchanged. Even the tear on my neck is healing nicely. The only problem is .. I haven't come back up out of the water yet.
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| Posted on 2011-07-27 09:11:03 PM |
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Originally posted by Bleaghhhstory
Welp, there goes any chance I had. That was really well-written, and the imagery was great.
Maybe you had portals above and below you. (Is Portal by any chance what inspired that story?)
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| Posted on 2011-07-28 07:51:20 AM |
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Originally posted by UmlautBanana That was really well-written, and the imagery was great.
Thanks man, every now and then I decide to write something in the early hours, and avoiding z wasn't hard at all. I enjoyed you story as well, I think you might know a bit more about fishing than I do.
Originally posted by UmlautBanana
Maybe you had portals above and below you. (Is Portal by any chance what inspired that story?)
Well spotted, it was a slightly portal inspired story. You know when you put a portal on either side of a corridor, and look at the multiple images of yourself. I was thinking more alternate dimentions than portals persay though.
EDIT: Grammar fail.
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| Last edited on 2011-07-28 07:51:48 AM by Bleaghhh. |
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| Posted on 2011-07-28 06:18:49 PM |
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Umlaut basically summed it up. Good job, Bleaghhh, you dominated that challenge. That was stunning. That could win a writing contest! (which it technically did.)
Bleaghhh wins Z! 
Second challenge: No q. Good luck
Topic: How you cool off in a hot summer's day. Have fun!
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| Posted on 2011-07-28 06:33:55 PM |
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Even though hot days don't occur as often where I'm located, they're still a pain.
When I'm staying outside and want to cool off, I bring out a fancy sprinkler, one that shoots water all over the place. Once I turn it on and plug it in, chaos unfolds.
Water basically goes EVERYWHERE. It's hard to avoid, and that's what makes it fun.
Sometimes my dogs come in and expand the chaos even more. It's really fascinating, having a wet dog tackle you down to the ground. It's also painful.
The worst part is drying off, but to do that, I just lay down in my hammock, and play a game or read a book.
It's really fun. You should try it.
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| Last edited on 2011-07-28 07:30:17 PM by superdragonyoshi1. |
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| Posted on 2011-07-28 07:24:09 PM |
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I've got two words for you guys right now. Bucket. Water. The only two words you'll ever need to know in the event of a hot summer and no immediate source of magic cooling powers.
Step 1 - Place the water in the bucket, make sure you get this step right the first time, having the bucket inside the water could be disatrous in the later steps, as well as breaking the laws of physics and quite possibly bringing the world as we know it to an end.
Step 2 - Place head in the general vicinity of the bucket with water inside. If you don't have a bucket with water inside, then please start the process again, and if you don't have a head, then this guide probably isn't for you, as the possesion of a head, preferably with working skin so as to feel the benefit of this cooling process, is integral to the plan. As an added extra, for all the headless guys and gals out there, you should probably go get yourself checked out with a doctor, but make sure to tell a close freind or family member where you're headed, the crazy whitecoat genetic testers tend not to be too polite about the "volunteer" positions. I should know, but that's for another story.
Step 3 - Now this is the important step, the one where many fail. Where the hammer hits the nail, the cheese hits the bread, where the unstoppable force hits the immovable object. You tip the bucket. Stay cool. Take a few deep breaths. Onto your head. And that's it, BOOM, instant coolness, instant bliss in the roaring heat of the desert, or dessert, depending on whether or not it's been spiked with chili sauce.
Now, you may be thinking, "WHOA, I can't do that!". But you can! I believe in you and your bucket pouring abilities. If your problm is with the procuration of a bucket, then you can BUY them! Water comes right out of the tap. It's almost free!
Even better, this trick can be performed even without the use of a bucket! All you have to do is find some naturally occuring water in the exact shape of a bucket! It's that easy!
Try my plan, instant coolness! I know I'll have changed many lives today.
tl;dr - Water, bucket, head.
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| Last edited on 2011-07-28 07:24:50 PM by Bleaghhh. |
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| Posted on 2011-07-28 07:41:51 PM |
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Originally posted by Bleaghhhif you don't have a head... where you're headed
Not sure if that was intended, but that was good.
Edit: You used a Q!!!! Sorry, but that's a loss of a point, you're back to square one D: (or rather, circle, one, square has a q lol)
Both entries are great! I'll give about 2 more days. I'm going to pm my rounds for the next week to a friend to keep this going because I'm going camping, so keep the stories flowing! woo!
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| Last edited on 2011-07-28 08:00:06 PM by KoreanWonderBoy. |
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| Posted on 2011-07-28 07:50:15 PM |
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(again, I haven't read the above stories. Just assume I haven't for all of these entries, although I will read them when I'm finished writing.)
Well, it's that time of year again. The sun is sweltering high in the sky, heat is visibly emanating off of everything around, and eggs can cook on the asphalt. It's hot.
Worse yet, the AC is busted in my house, and there's no wind to blow through. I can barely breathe in my own house, let alone when exposed to the sunshine. I can't stay inside and I can't go outside; wherever I go, I'm sweating my balls off. And trust me, it's just as fun as it sounds.
I open the fridge to feel the only blast of coolness I think I'll get today, and it feels so good. I lean up against the milk carton and try to cram myself in between the shelves. Needless to say, I can't. And it probably wouldn't be safe anyway. I can't just leave the fridge open all day; I need to find some other way to stay cool.
I grab some ice from the freezer, and spread it around the floor. I strip down naked (which I know isn't an image you wanted), and I lie down. It's not the most comfortable thing in the world, but it's cold. And that's what I'm looking for.
Before I know it, the ice is melted and I'm lying in a puddle of lukewarm water. I get up (putting my clothes on, of course), and search for other low-temperature things. Ceiling fan? No, it'd just be blowing hot air. Window? No, as I said before, it's not windy outside. Ocean? No- WAIT! Ocean.
Making sure to empty my pockets first, I bolt out my front door and run down my driveway as fast as I can. It's probably not a good idea since it's so hot and I'm sweating already, but I know redemption is just across the road. I run down the hill, stumble a bit, and roll right into the cool salty water.
Swimming around, I notice something in the water. I'm hesitant to deny it could be a submarine, but I tell myself the odds of that happening twice in one week are slim to none. As I approach it, I realize it's another person! So I struck up a conversation.
"So you had to take a dip here too, huh?" I ask, trying to recollect who this person is. In a small town like mine, I know everyone and their dog, and I'd never seen this girl before.
"No, I'm just cooling down. This much heat strains me," she said with a frail voice I didn't expect from her young-looking face. "I just don't have the energy for it anymore."
"Energy for what?" I asked, confused. I can understand being strained under the heat, but it doesn't exactly take energy to be hot. Unless it involves extensive personal grooming.
"All this heat!" She shouted. "I think I may have overdone it this time," she said, looking off into the distance. "I need to leave before I burn the whole town to ashes..."
"Wait, what? What are you talking-" I was cut off. She rose up out of the water and seemed to float up into the sky, so high that I couldn't see her anymore. That moment, I definitely felt colder. I got out of the water and walked back to my house to towel off and put on some dry clothes. I checked the thermometer; 20 degrees. Still warm, of course, but not nearly as hot as it was just a minute ago. I thought it impossible for the temperature to change that fast. Unless it had something to do with that girl...
Nah.
Oh man, when I write these stories I just have no idea where I'm going to take it. This one seems pretty weird, I have absolutely no idea what it even meant. I just liked the idea. Also, Bleaghhh definitely deserved to win that. This next round though... well, I have no idea as I haven't read his story yet. Or maybe SDY's story will be amazing. May the best man win!
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| Posted on 2011-07-28 10:39:26 PM |
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I'm not the best man, I used a Q =/ and my refusal to proof read properly stopped me from noticing =P.
Well spotted on my pun KWB, and nice stories from you two!
EDIT: My i key decided not to work for a post.
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| Last edited on 2011-07-28 10:40:03 PM by Bleaghhh. |
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| Posted on 2011-07-31 09:29:03 PM |
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Eep, this round's choice is hard. I'm gonna leave it up to Bleaghhh to decide who won this round XD
I'll also be going camping for the next week, so I'll post the next two rounds right now.
Third challenge: No J
Topic: Funny stories from camping. Can be just solitary, or a group thing, a day camp, overnight, w/e.
Fourth challenge: No X
Topic: The process of writing a story! I'm looking forwards to the creativity with this one. 
Yes these rounds seem SO difficult. I mean, no X!!!! 
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| Last edited on 2011-07-31 09:29:55 PM by KoreanWonderBoy. |
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| Posted on 2011-08-01 08:25:00 AM |
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Eep. You're giving me power? That was your first mistake.
I'm gonna give Round 2 to UmlautBanana though, it was a bit more original and SDY1's brought back painful memories of being tackled by dawgs.
Round 3 - No J - Camping
It's a dark and lonely night, the silence broken only by the occasional owl hoot. Time seems like it's moving slower than ever before. How long was it since they left? An hour? More? Why aren't they back yet, did something happen? Are they even coming back?
"Hoot-hoot"
"Ter-wit, terw.." Squelch! "Eeeeeiiiee"
What the hell was that?
I bound up, forgetting I'm in a sleepingbag, so I hit the deck straight away. I struggle out, pulling on a pair of shorts and scouring the tent for some kind of weapon to defend myself with. All I can find is a torch, kind of heavy I guess, pretty useful if I get attacked by a spider or very tired hedgehog. What can hurt an owl? Seriously? They're top of their little food chain. Fieldmice eat corn, owls eat mice, and what would want to eat an owl? Please let it be a hawk or something, some kind of creature that can't hurt me. A hawk, in the south of England, yeah righ-
A shadow, I'm sure of it. Something ran right past the tent. Maybe they're out there playing a trick on me. Maybe they've been back for ages and they're just torturing me.
"Guys, is that you?"
All I get in return is silence, and then a THUD! Nothing ethereal or spooky about it, only a thud. Like somebody tripping. THAT'S IT, anything can trip is no threat to me. If it can be clumsy, then it's only a person, playing a trick. No mystical creature born only of rage has ever stumbled over its own feet and hit its face on the floor. I run out, torch raised ready to confront the bastard whose been tricking me, but theres nobody there, noting but a shadowed shape on the ground.
All the fight goes out of me, and I step forward, full of concern and ready to help. Maybe this person's seriously hurt themselves. All memories of fear and anger leave my body. This "monster" is just some stupid guy whose managed to hurt himself while playing an, admittedly mean, trick.
But as I approach the body, I can't call it a man anymore, the fear starts to creep back in. The top of the mans head is missing, and where his eyes should be is nothing but a bloodied mess.
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You brain works in overdrive in these kinds of moments, faster than your body could ever react. The owl, it was killed in a tree, and the thud noise, that I attributed to a fall from ground level, seems loud, much too loud now I think that. Something thrown from a tree could make that much noise, bait thrown from a tree.
I never see what dives down on me as I turn my head to look above. It goes for the eyes first.
END
I'll put up my round four attempt after somebody else has had a go, and as an offtopic question, how do you make text bigger? I can't remember the damn font increase tags.
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| Posted on 2011-08-01 08:43:27 AM |
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Last note before I go. (sorry, can't read your post Bleaghhh, and I don't know the answer to your question... busy busy)
Could someone message these rounds to Umlaut on IRC please? He asked me to, and I've forgotten how, and I no longer have the time. Thank you very much!
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| Posted on 2011-08-01 09:25:09 AM |
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Originally posted by BleaghhhI'll put up my round four attempt after somebody else has had a go, and as an offtopic question, how do you make text bigger? I can't remember the damn font increase tags.
<span style="font-size: *px">Your text</span>
Replace the * with your size, 14 is standard.
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| Posted on 2011-08-03 05:40:13 AM |
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Originally posted by leodOriginally posted by BleaghhhI'll put up my round four attempt after somebody else has had a go, and as an offtopic question, how do you make text bigger? I can't remember the damn font increase tags.
< span style="font-size: *px">Your text< /span>
Replace the * with your size, 14 is standard.
Thanks Leod, I thought there was a different way than that, but that should be just fine. Cheers!
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| Posted on 2011-08-08 08:58:17 PM |
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Bump.
But seriously, I'm extending the rounds a bit (both 3 and 4) because UmlautBanana is away on vacation or something, so I'll wait for him. Last chance people!
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| Posted on 2011-08-14 07:01:15 PM |
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Bleaghhhh gets 1 point for his story for the 3rd round!
4th round still stands! I sincerely hope the lack of entries isn't because omitting the letter is too hard. D:
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