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Fifty Words or Less...
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Anikka
Babelfish
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Feb-11-2007 16:03
For those who like to tell stories. The idea is to take a given sentence and use it as the opening to a story that you write - but your story must be fifty words or less (not including the original sentence).
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Lady Ruby Caplan
Well-Connected
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Jul-12-2007 06:20
Oh, it's continous. Ignore my ranting.
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Anikka
Babelfish
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Jul-12-2007 08:40
It's not continuous, actually, except at the current author's choice. If you don't want to continue, you don't have to (it wasn't meant to be, anyway!).
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Anikka
Babelfish
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Jul-12-2007 08:42
Bruce hated Desperate Housewives.
For one thing, they were so... desperate. And in their desperation, willing to do anything. Anything.
The word 'anything' rattled around in Bruce's brain for a while, then a huge smile began to form.
Bruce LOVED desperate housewives! But he still hated the television show.
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I couldn't remember when I had seen her last.
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Lailani
Well-Connected
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Jul-12-2007 11:59
I couldn't remember when i had seen her last.
But i remember the smell of her perfume. Sometimes when i'm down by the docks looking for a hooker, i can smell her perfume. Is she back in town? I wonder...
There was a shadow behind the door.
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yoyofoshow
Old Shoe
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Jul-12-2007 22:07
There was a shadow behind the door.
A dark emptiness. From my seat on my couch I could see the mans chest, up and down, up and down. I reached for my revolver that was tucked away under my shoulder. I took it out, and made my way over to the door.
It looked like death.
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Lady Ruby Caplan
Well-Connected
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Jul-13-2007 03:55
It looked like death.
NO! I AM DEATH.
Oh crap, it was death.
THAT IS A PROPER NOUN. IT SHOULD BE A CAPITAL 'D'.
The Principal laughed. He hoped this English Teacher might be able to last a lot longer will class 7B than the last one.
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''MUUUMMMMM!!! Sam ate the cakeeeee!!!!!''
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Cordelia Falco
Battered Shoe
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Jul-13-2007 07:09
''MUUUMMMMM!!! Sam ate the cakeeeee!!!!!''
I sighed, went into the dining-room and regarded the small figure pointing at my bemused son.
“I am not your mother and you can’t eat cake”, I said firmly. “Now either hoover the carpet, or sit still in the corner”.
With any luck the robot repair guy would arrive soon.
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They say elephants never forget.
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R Anstett
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Jul-13-2007 08:45
They say elephants never forget.
I was hoping that was the case when I jumped over the fence to retrieve my hat. It was my favorite fedora. We had met before in a dark alley. I took something from him.
Almost there. Got it. DAMN he remembers me. Run. Leap. Catch. SQUEEZE. Eyes go black.
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The 'e' on my typewriter was stuck.
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Lady Ruby Caplan
Well-Connected
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Jul-13-2007 09:04
The 'e' on my typewriter was stuck.
Dammmit! Ecstacy tablets weren't cheap.
I started licking it off only to get my tongue caught in the typewriter ribbon. I did get most of the 'e' instuck though and went out.
The next rave I went to, everyone had black tongues. You never know how a trend will start.
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It was a Monday.
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Secret_Squirrel
Safety Officer
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Jul-14-2007 07:01
It was Monday. There's nothing good about that statement. Tell me that there is! It's like hearing your secretary say,"Oh Mr Smith, I had to move your 10am root canal back to 2pm because your proctologist called and he said they can fit you in for the colonoscopy after all... but worse.
I knew this place like the back of my hand.
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