creative Writing Contest.

[Element Lord]

ok so Im doing a creative writing contest. Whoever wants to join just write something and then post it was a word document in a post. Then I'll make a poll thread later so ppl can vote on the winner.

[HRBEK]

About how many words? Word Documents will take up more space if we are talking of really big 'stories'.

Thanks,
HRBEK.

[Antownee]

Entry:

I walked through the thick carpet of leaves, pondering my future. The sweet melody of the birds above echoed gracefully through the forest. The setting sun was drifting off to sleep beyond the horison. The air was soft and warm against my face....Then I woke the funk up and blared a Fear Factory C/d from my Radio.


Tada, easy as that

[Laguna Loire]

Entry:

Walking the ice-cold streets of New Orleans, I wondered "Where is she? How is she doing? Is she happy?" In my mind, I asked the questions which could not be answered. It...it had been seven years since she left me. On that day...in the apartment...the anger seemed engraved on her face. I'd enraged her before, but never like that day. When she packed her bags, I figured she would be back within a couple of days. But no...day after day, I sat by the phone, waiting for a call. Then I realised...she wasn't coming back...

How long has it been since she left? Ah...seventy-two days, six hours, and...well, I've lost track of the minutes...I was late for work, but I didn't seem to care. All of my attention was focused on the person I could not have...a textbook case, people tell me; "People always want the things they cannot have." Hardly a consoling thing to say to a friend, but I would probably say the same thing to someone with the same problem as me...

After seventeen minutes of pointless thought about her, I arrived at work. I hated my job. It was just...boring. Every day seems to be the same. I arrive. I sit down at my desk, enclosed inside a narrow, miserable cubicle. I make reports on the sales figures of the telemarketing company for seven hours. Then I go home and sit by the phone...not much of a life...but that's the way it goes...

As I began my work inside the cubicle, I lost track of what I was doing. Once again, all of my attention was focused on my girlfri-...ex-girlfriend. Last summer...at the park...wow, it seems so long ago...basking in the warm sun, just having fun, playing on children's swings, just for a good laugh...if we could've seen ourselves now back then...what would we do? But then someone tapped me on the shoulder, destroying my focus on the reminiscence. I looked over, and they pointed at my screen. So embarrassing...I had unknowingly typed "KATIE" all over the screen...

After I left work, and made my way home, the "KATIE" incident had provoked some thoughts in my head. I realised I had two options:

1. Get professional help. It would cost a bombshell, but perhaps I would've needed a shrink to help me...help me let go...

2. Find Katie. I had no idea where she was, but I would've given anything...just to see her face...

But what to do? Here's a hint: I immediatly tried to recall anything about her saying where she was going. Yeah...I had to find her...

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Whoosh! This thing's as boring as hell, and I've got no idea where it came from...but there we go.

[DeFJaM]

omg thats deep

[MORSN417]

i stink at writting(and thats being palite)
ao i will pass on this one

[HRBEK]

I had left home early to go to work. I was already running late because I had a massive hangover from one of the worst parties that you could imagine. I staggered down the steps and into the dark alley. In the distance I could hear several Police Sirens.

I wandered over there before remembering that I didn't come out of my house. I could not remember a thing. By the time I reached the Police Cars, I saw two body-bags being zipped up. Judging by the fact that I was outside the house where the party was held, I assumed that these deaths were probably drug-related.

I walked home wondering who could have died. When I arrived hom, I turned on the television and saw a News Broadcast relating to the incident at the party. The two people who had died were actually really good friends of mine. They put the pictures of two suspects up on screen. Graham Border was one, we have always hated each other......... Then to my horror, they put my picture up on the screen.

I didn't know what to think because I couldn't actually remember anything. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. I looked out the window and saw three armed Police Officers standing outside. I panicked and jumped out my bathroom window to escape. I was terrified that I had actually murdered two of my best friends.

I finally reached a Motel. I couldn't rent a room under my name, so I had to use my fake ID. "Thank God for DayleJ" I thought. I paid the man and went to the room. I hit my pockets, and to my horror, i found a knife, covered with blood. I was starting to really think that this was my doing. All seemed clear that I had murdered these people.

I quickly headed for Dayle's house. I knocked on the door, waited for a minute and he finally answered. He was stoned and hungover, so I asked him for a hand-gun, and he was too wrecked to refuse. He gave me the gun and I headed back to the Motel. I didn't even know why I wanted the gun. I guess I was scared that I may need to keep the Police away with it. I was so confused.

I fell asleep on the bed and woke up at 5:30pm...... I shot up and looked around to make sure that no Police were around. I was becoming very paranoid. I turned on the television to see if any developments in the case had been made. They were saying that the Police had some footage of the night in question. I freaked, and was convinced that I would be in the tape. They put up a photo of the confirmed killer...... It was me.

My entire World had caved in. I picked up the gun, and prayed to the mighty Liquid Snake, put the gun in my mouth, and pulled the trigger.

Hehe, I don't like being very specific!

Thanks,
HRBEK.

[~Felly~]

Hehehe, I'll type mine on a Word Document. Mine should be in withen a few days. I wanna type a good and long one. Unless there's a word count.

[HRBEK]

Lol, mine's about as deep as a Baby Pool. Liquid Snake's is actually serious.

Thanks,
HRBEK.

[Element Lord]

dude what happened to word documents? umm...ive been doing stuff (learning to skateboard) so i might not do one. ill just be ref, orchestrator

[Vipershark]

That was cool HRBEK. you should make an ending to that one. (another one) where you don't kill yourself.

HRBEK- *goes to dayle's house and rings doorbell.*
Dayle- *comes to door* whaat..... HRBEK..... is that... y-you? what do you want? *Drunk. Stammers around and studders his words.* *Drops beer bottle and cusses*
HRBEK- I need a gun. Now.
Dayle- Whatever. *Leads HRBEK to a gun case.* Here. Take your pick.
HRBEK- o.O Why do you have all these guns? Where'd you get this rocket launch- never mind. *Takes a handgun* *Leaves.*
Dayle- Whatever. *Passes out from the beer*

Lol! :D :P :D

[Dead Or Alive]

I made a 1300 word essy for school once. It was like a letter that I sent to a dead person

[~Felly~]

Meh, I'll just type it here.


One day, Flame (btw, that's me) was walking to school with her best friend, Ritz. "Nice day for a snowball fight, don't you think, Flame?" said Ritz. "Yeah. I hope we have one!" said Flame. They got to school and the class was having a snowball fight. "Ok, guys, pick your teams!! The team leaders are Flame and Undine!" yelled the teacher, Mr. Leslie. Flame's team consisted of herself, Ritz, Kyle, Marche, and Mewt. Undine's team consisted of herself, Guiness, Colin, Lyle, and Balmung. "Ok, five people on each team! Good. Flame's team starts. BEGIN!!!!!!!!" said Mr.Leslie. Flame's whole team threw snowballs at every person on their team. Then, Undine's team did the same thing. After that, they all started throwing snowballs at each other. Balmung threw a snowball with a rock in it and hit Mewt. "Ow.." said Mewt. He threw a snowball at Balmung filled with rocks. It hit and their foreheads were bleeding. "What's going on here?" asked Mr.Leslie. "Balmung hit Mewt with a rock, and Mewt did the same!" exclaimed Kyle. "Ok, Balmung and Mewt, stay here. Everyone else can leave. Flame, Marche, and Ritz stayed until Mewt was able to leave. "Let's go." said Mewt. They left and saw Mewt's dad. "Mr. Yarnio, you keep messing up." said the person. "I know, I know. I promise it won't happen again." said Mr. Yarnio. "I hope so." said the person. The person left and Mewt's dad, Mr.Yarnio, walked over to the four of them. "Mewt, how was school?" asked Mr.Yarnio. "Fun. We had a snowball fight." said Mewt, sounding happy. Mr.Yarnio left. "So what do you guys wanna do?" asked Flame. "I have to go home. My little sister gets outta the hospital today." said Marche. "You have a little sister?" asked Ritz. "Yeah. She has to go to hospital sometimes." said Marche. "Wow, it must be hard on your parents." said Flame. "Not really. She likes magic and stuff." said Marche. "Hey! I'm going to get a book on magic and stuff! Maybe she'll like it." said Mewt. "Cool! Marche, we'll meet you at your house when we get the book." said Flame, sounding happy. "Ok. It's the yellow house." said Marche. Marche headed to his house, and Flame, Mewt, and Ritz went to get the book. At the bookstore, Mewt grabbed the book. "It's 20 dollars." said the book keeper. "Aw, man! I only have 10 dollars." said Mewt, sounding worried. "Don't worry. Me and Ritz have 5 dollars each, so we can still get the book." said Flame. They payed for the book, and went to Marche's house. Flame knocked on the door, and Marche's mom answered the door. "Hi. You must be Marche's friends." said Marche's mom. She let them in, and took them to Marche and his sister's room. "Hey, guys." said Marche. "Have fun." said Marche's mom, smiling. "I'm Flame, your brother's friend." said Flame. "I'm Ritz." said Ritz. "And I'm Mewt." said Mewt. "Hi. I'm Kairi." said Kairi. Flame, Marche, Mewt, and Ritz sat down. Mewt layed the book down on the floor and they started looking at it. "Wow, this is so cool!" exclamined Kairi, sounding excited. "I knew you'd like it, sis." said Marche. A few hours later, Mewt closed the book. "That was so cool!" said Kairi, sounding very happy. "Well, I guess you guys should go." said Marche. "Yeah. See you tommorow, Marche." said Ritz. "Yeah, bye." said Mewt. "It was nice meeting you, Ritz and Mewt." said Kairi. They left. "Don't you have to go, Flame?" asked Marche. "I suppose I should. My sister might get worried." said Flame, sounding sad. "You have a sister?" asked Marche. "Yeah. I'll let you guys meet her tommorow." said Flame. "Ok. Bye." said Marche. "Nice meeting you, Flame." said Kairi, smiling. Flame left. That night, Mewt's book opened by itself. Everything in the world had changed. Everyone had magic powers. It was the start.. of a new life...

**THE END**

[HRBEK]

Lol, nice one Fire Element Lord. It is a little hard on the eyes though. Make a few paragraphs......

Thanks,
HRBEK.

[Vipershark]

FEL! How dare you! (Don't understand what I'm saying? Hint: Play Final Fantast Tactics Advance.)

Meh, I'm writing one.

[Laguna Loire]

dude what happened to word documents? umm...ive been doing stuff (learning to skateboard) so i might not do one. ill just be ref, orchestrator

Gotta upload word documents, meaning it takes longer to post your story, and it takes longer for other people to read it, thus making it much easier for us to post our things straight to C/D rather than on Word... :P

****, I just read through my entry again...that's ****ed up...I don't know where any of that stuff game from, whahaha... :P

Hey HRBEK, how long have you been my clown? If I get my own circus tent thing, you can stay in there! :D

EDIT - I just read through all of the entries (well, skim-read them :p), some good stuff, gonna be one close contest... ;)

[Element Lord]

ok ill finally write mine. and then make a list of all who participated and make a poll thread.

Troubles Of The Rich Kids

I'm not really sure where My fued with michael began. As far as I remember, we both hated each other.
But in all the problems I had, one thing always kept me going. Felicity. My girlfriend for the past 4 years. She was the very image of perfection and beauty. She had Red hair that seems to cath the sunlight even in pitch darkness. Her face and skin were perfect and smooth. She never wore makeup. she Never had to. She never had to. She was just that beautiful. I felt like the luckiest guy in the world.
Everyone was sure that We would get married some day. At the end of this year we were going to spend the summer in the bahamas together and then go to the same college. It all seemed Perfect. Except for Michael. In some way or another he was always trying to get between us. It never seemed to work, until a party one night.
Felicity and I were sitting on the couch in my friend Marco's living room. We all lived in beverly hills, and Marco's dad had connections. Tonight we found ourselves listening to a live performance by Dropkick Murphys.
"I need to use the bathroom. I'll be right back." Said Felicity.
"Want me to come with you?" I asked jokingly. She laughed, shook her head and went through the hallway to the bathroom.
Looking over to my left I saw Michael handing a girl some money. typical. I thought. michael found a *****. Wonder how much he's paying her. after she put the money in her pocket I totally expected her to take him to a back room. But strangely enough she walked right over to me. She was a pretty cute girl I guess. She had blonde hair. She was Wearing a very short skirt and a tube top that was about 5 sizes too small. But she was wearing too much makeup. Or maybe she wasn't. Like I said, My version of beauty never really involved makeup.
anyway, She came over and talked to me, getting about an inch closer every few seconds. I stood up, and she did too. Just as Felicity was coming back, holding a drink cup in her left hand, Michael coughed exceptionally loudly. Right then this other girl tackled me and knocked me back onto the couch. She Pressed her lips around mine and made out with me, rather vigorously. I tried desperately to push her off but she had my butt in a deathgrip.

I put my hands around her head and tried to pull her tongue out of my mouth. I swear this girl was way stronger than she looked. But suddenly I felt her being lifted off of me and I saw Felicity throwing her bodily to the floor. She Pulled me up off of the couch and slapped me across the face. And then she stomped heatedly to the door. I tried to stop her. Just as she stepped out into the driveway to get into her car, I grabbed her arm. She pulled away from me like I was diseased.

"Get the hell away from me!"
"Felicity It's not what it looks like!"
"Oh really? That is so cleshe! I never want to see you again!" She slapped me again and got into her mustang. I watched her drive away. I must have looked like a total moron standing there.

I turned to go back into the house, ready to beat the hell out of Michael. But on the Doorstep I stopped with my hand on the doorknob. It was stupid to pick a fight now. I would be beaten to a pulp by michael's friends. I'd have to wait until he was alone. As much as I didnt want to, I'd just have to go home and wait until another time.

The next day was Saturday. I didn't know what to do. Most saturdays I was hanging out with Felicity. my phone rang only once, my friend calling me to tell me he was sorry. He had been there when It had happened. He saw that I didnt do anything. It felt good to know that at least one person was on my side. I knew on Monday that Felicity would have all of her friends against me 100 percent. The thought made me sick. It's all uphill from here, i thought.

Monday was exactly as I expected it to be. All the girls hated me. Except the ones who were at the party. I admit, I was pretty much in the higher popularity category, and all of my friends expected me to "Get like 50 million girls asking you out!" But none of them did. I didn't really care. The only person that mattered to me was Felicity.

The day was going well, considering the circumstances. But in 5th period the worst thing happened.
My friend and I were sent to get a few unimportant things from the supply closet for our math teacher. Not wanting to get back anytime soon, we decided to take the back hallway, which was never used by anybody, being in one of the most inconveniant places. nothing back there but the boiler room and unused classrooms.
Next to the back hallway was the bathroom. We both took a whizz and continued I stopped outside the bathroom to get some water while my friend kept going.Just as I stood up straight again he ran back around the corner and said
"Let's go back the other way."
"Why?" I asked. I started to go around the corner.
"Dude! Don't go back there!" My friend whispered at me.
I turned the corner, and nearly choked.

Michael had felicity up against the wall, kissing her. And I'm talking heavy, open mouthed, tongue wrestling kissing. the kinda felicity and I used to do when we went to the movies. I felt really dizzy. I turned back around the corner and went the other way to the supply room. I never wanted to see that again.

BY the next day word had gotten around that Michael and Felicity were dating. My friend's consoled me, and tried to help me get over her. Her friends laughed in my face and called me a few choice names.
This continued for a good week or so. Each day I grew a little more dead inside.

Next week, on friday, my friend (the same one) and I were walking out of the gym after basketball practice. We reached our lockers on the top floor and packed up. Suddenly I realized that my watch was gone. I looked frantically in my locker for a few minutes. Before long i had decided that I left it in the locker room. I told my friend I'd see him later, and went back down the stiars to the back of the school, which is where the gym was.

When I got to the gym I immediately heard voices. I listened for a second.
"No. I can't"
"Come on baby. It's not a problem."
"I said no! Let got of me!" I heard the sound of somebody being slapped. It took me all of 3 seconds to realize that the people in the locker room were Michael and Felicity.

I ran in there, Cursing. Maybe not the best apporach, but i was angry. I fell in on a disturbing scene. Michael had felicity up against the wall, just like last time. But they werent kissing. Michael was pressing yp against felicity, trying to hold her down while he undid the buttons on her uniform shirt. She struggled for a short moment. Seeing me she screamed and cried to me to help her. I ran straight at michael, knocking him in the head as i did. He fell the floor, unconcious. Felicity fell into my arm and cried. I buttoned her shirt back up for her and held her to me. I admit it, I cried.

The end.

[HRBEK]

Lol, I love the ending. Good stuff! By the way Liquid Snake, I don't need your stupid Circus. I have plenty of other opportunities. Such as................ Well there's........... Shut Up!

Thanks,
HRBEK.

[~Felly~]

^:P Mad at LS, are you? :P

Yeah, good job, EL. Mine's more like a chapter like thing...:rolledeye

[Vipershark]

Uhh FEL?
*cough*Final Fantasy Tactics Advance*cough*

[~Felly~]

^Good job, MySpace pal.

I was playing FFTA when I was posting... or I had just recently played it. One of the two.

[Element Lord]

haha nice...

[~Felly~]

:P I'm playing it now, but seeing as the poll has been made, I won't add chapter 2. :D

[Nanaki]

make another one and I might enter

[Element Lord]

oh well why dont u just vote for now

[Nanaki]

mehageness
we need a "meh" smiley

[Element Lord]

...whats meh I might find one and send it to the genie

[Sister of Metal]

good, is this ready for closing cuz the posts are getting shorter and shorter here...

[Element Lord]

yeah this is true...anyway what say we have another contest? only a little different

a bunch of people enter if we can get them to. the contest is divided into rounds of one on one votes... at the end the 2 winners battle it out. oh wait...who would want to write that much...

[PøinŦ Çataclsym]

can i still post one? (story i mean)