Writer's Challenge (Classic)

Discussion in 'The Writer's Corner' started by Miz, Mar 22, 2009.

  1. Miz

    Miz Administrator

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    This is a little 'game' that I wish to play. A game that; any and all members can join, as long as the players are interested and are willing to play it all the way through.

    This game will challenge your abilities of your imagination and your writing skills. Hopefully you will learn from this experience and gain something from it. (As even masters still learn things) Of course, this does not mean you can't have fun while doing so :)

    What is the Challenge?

    The challenge is simple, you will write a short story or poem with at least 500 words on a plot challenge that I will give you from the "Writing Challenge Generation" (Seventh Sanctum Generation Site) and each story will have the same number of "elements" (The number of things it asks for.) Which is 3.

    An example of this is here:
    Meaning the story (or possibly a poem) you will write, will meet those qualifications it asks of you. After that, you are free to add anything else to your story. (Such as characters, plots, details of the setting, etc.)

    How will you give us our Challenge?
    To make the game completely fair, and just. I will not pick the challenge for you, instead you will pick from one of the 18 boxes below. (If more people join another box will also be added.)

    Chart not always updated, so please check the Quote box under it to see the latest challenges

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    To make things even more fair, Seth Cross will be picking my number. (That's right I am also playing too)

    How do we win this game?
    Technically you win by posting your story in this thread when it's done. Meaning there is no judging, and no actual winners. Of course you will probably receive constructive criticism from viewers or other players, but you will not be judged.

    So if you hereby accept my challenge, I wish you good luck.

    Author Profiles

    Miz


    Knight7770
    Ninva

    Genkora

    thewrongvine
    BANANAMAN
    XxShadyxX
    Monsterous
     
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  2. Knight7770

    Knight7770 Hippopotomonstrosesquiped aliophobia

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    Um... I pick number 7 :D
     
  3. Miz

    Miz Administrator

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    Box Number 7 Reveals :p
     
  4. Miz

    Miz Administrator

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    Seth has picked Number 4 for me.
    So my topic is
     
  5. Arcane

    Arcane You can change this now in User CP.

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    Six.
    I hope I don't get something dumb like what you guys got. Honestly, shopping?
     
  6. Miz

    Miz Administrator

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    Box Six reveals!
    (Dun Dun Dunnn!)

     
  7. Arcane

    Arcane You can change this now in User CP.

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    Oh brilliant.
    At least it makes sense I suppose.
     
  8. Knight7770

    Knight7770 Hippopotomonstrosesquiped aliophobia

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    Mine is done :D

     
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  9. esb

    esb Because none of us are as cruel as all of us.

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    Nine.
     
  10. Miz

    Miz Administrator

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    The box magically flips over to reveal :rolleyes:

     
  11. Miz

    Miz Administrator

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    Wow, That was fast...
    Well let's see:
    I personally like the story, I find it to be short (obviously) but creative. I thought you were just going to randomly add a hawk outside his window for the story, as some cheap way to put it in there, but I am pleased how the hawk was put into the story. As it adds some humor/amusement to the stories ending. I found the details to also to be good, but the pace a little fast. (But I know your not comfortable with writing those kind of stories.) So overall I give it a 4/5.

    Thanks for playing my Challenge... You are welcome to choose another box if you would like.
    (I wanted to +rep you but I can't, so I will owe you it)
     
  12. Ninva

    Ninva Анна Ахматова

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    13

    Hey, can you organize the done list so we have an author profile. One person has a list.
     
  13. esb

    esb Because none of us are as cruel as all of us.

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    Hehe I like mine =D
     
  14. Miz

    Miz Administrator

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    The Box 13 explodes, showing the prompt.

    As for the profile lists, Sure no problem.

    :thup:
     
  15. Ninva

    Ninva Анна Ахматова

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    That's a wacky story. :p
     
  16. Knight7770

    Knight7770 Hippopotomonstrosesquiped aliophobia

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    16 please :)
     
  17. Pineapple

    Pineapple Just Smile.

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    18.
     
  18. Genkora

    Genkora Frog blast the vent core!

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    Can I have 8?
     
  19. Ninva

    Ninva Анна Ахматова

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    Now, normal adult people usually don’t collect toys of destruction, nor would you expect them to keep these dangerous devices in places that a child like me could easily get to, but my dad was different. He displayed a nice exhibit of old Japanese artifacts such as katanas and – according to my mom - other metallic junk. But there was a strange weapon dad was very fanatic about. He loved his ninja throwing star.

    Yeah, it’s a bit silly – I know. Yet my dad loved his throwing star. The item just seemed rather valuable to him. Priceless. That’s the word I’m looking for… Dad’s fixation wasn’t spontaneous. No. He was, is, and will ever be a smart man. He had his reasons; reasons I didn’t put into consideration when I threw that chunk of metal out the window.

    This may be rather confusing to you. You may wonder why I, a young man, would throw such a precious hunk of metallic wedges. Well, I’ll tell you bluntly. I was a teenager, and I was a rock star. But my rebellious triumph ended short. No, my dad didn’t witness my rash behavior, nor did mom. Actually, I killed my best friend Megan. Yep. The flying blade soared in the unjust wind into the neck of the probable love of my life.

    Of course I didn’t realize this until I stopped my ridiculously childish tantrum. Only when I went outside expecting to spend an hour feebly looking for my father’s prized possession, I saw the mess that I miserably made. She was laying on her back in a violent mass of blood and twisted body parts. There I wept bitterly. And while I sobbed a ghost appeared behind me. I’m sure you know who it was.

    “Bill,” Megan said.

    “Mom?!” I cried. At the time I was rather startled, so I regressed. For then I was merely a boy who felt all grown up.

    “No, silly! It’s me Megan. Can’t you see?”

    I could see now, but only barely. My vision was blurred from the tears.

    “Megan?” I replied.

    “Yes, it is she!”

    She said that a lot. I loved that.

    “Oh God, lay down! You’re bleeding!”

    I didn’t see Megan clearly enough. She wasn’t bleeding at the time, nor was her physical body awake. Megan was a spirit now.

    “Billy, I’m fine.”

    “No, you’re not! Come inside!” I begged her.

    She smiled at me. I could see her face wrinkle up in a cute little grimace. Never in all the world have I experienced such a feeling of sheer helplessness and woe. Every nerve in my body and every thought in my brain told me frown and be concerned, but I couldn’t stop. I laughed.

    And that’s where my parents found me. In a heap of giggles. Beside me was poor Megan who looked as pale and emotionless as ever. My good parents did the responsible thing. They got up and called the police and watched me from inside.

    Once the police came, I was bond up and taken away. It was as easy as that. I never talked to Megan again. Her ghost would look for me from the outside of the cell window. I think she’s afraid of the prison building. I tried to communicate with her once, but nothing came from it.

    I’m now considered mentally insane. They locked me away with other rejects. We never enjoy our company. Life goes on.

    Now, you may wonder how I’d conclude this story. Well, my conclusion was the last paragraph. Yes, I’m a sadist. It’s just how life is.

    That was fun. I wanna do another! Give me 1 please. :D
     
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  20. esb

    esb Because none of us are as cruel as all of us.

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    @Ninva:
    Wow... your story was just... awesome. I didn't expect it to be that way. The beggining seemed to be leading somewhere else. I had in mind wiht the dad being materialistic, then with the twist you put, it hit me unexpectedly. It was really nice, I liked the simplicity of it, and it's greatness. Mad me feel sad Billy, yet he's not sad for himself...
     

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