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CONTEST: 50 Words or Less
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Anikka
Anikka
Babelfish

Jul-18-2007 14:03

I've been wanting to do some kind of contest for a while now, so here we go. By the way, a huge thanks to Lady Emerald - she knows why. :-)

The rules of 50 Words or Less: Using a given opening line, you must write a story that uses 50 words or less. The opening line does not count toward your word total.

The rules of the contest:

* I will give a total of 5 opening lines. You may choose whichever line(s) you wish to use.

* You may write an entry for as many of the opening lines as you like, but only 1 story for each line. So, your maximum number of entries is 5. If you only like 3 of the opening lines, then write 3 stories. It's up to you.

* If you write multiple stories, they are not required to have anything to do with each other. On the other hand, you may link them into one overall story.

* Your story or stories must make sense. It also should be mystery-related, or be mysterious with a really interesting twist.

* Spelling and grammar DO count. Please. Spellcheck is our friend. (I realise that english is not everyone's primary language. It is usually not difficult to tell the difference between the grammar of someone writing in a not-ingrained language, as opposed to the grammar of someone who is too lazy to learn how to write properly.)

*All entries must be posted no later than 11:59 PM server time on July 28, 2007.

Now, you can't have a contest without prizes, right? Make sure you get those imaginations going! The winner will receive a three-month subscription (compliments of me) and a unique book for their detective (compliments of Ben). Sweet!

Your opening lines:

1. If I'd known how it would all end, I would never have started it.

2. The evidence was there, had anyone bothered to look.

3. Jimmy Donuts was just an old bum.

4. How had things even gotten as far as they had?

5. Tallulah shook her head in denial while her eyes opened wide with horror.

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Jeanne De La Motte
Jeanne De La Motte

Jul-26-2007 03:06


“How had things even gotten as far as they had?” I remember him asking me.
The beautiful fiend that I was, assuming a French name, fake identity and even false accent, I replied. “’tis passion Nicholas, the poison of love would you not agree.” “Poison me,” he begged as his huge arms surrounded my torso... So I did…

The evidence was there, had anyone bothered to look.
I brushed my long dark hair aside and gazed at the immaculate crime scene once more with huge green eyes. I always come back to my murder scenes, live in retrospect, and drown in melancholic nostalgia. The cyanide bottle sparkles untouched where I left it. No one questioned his death.

“If I’d known how it would all end, I would never have started it.” I tell her.
“Lies!” she replies. “Nothing but pitiful formulated lies... You devil.”
I smile. “Flattery will get you nowhere with me.”
“I know you killed him.”
I smile. I attempt walking past her. She blocks my way.
“You killed him.” She reiterates.
Very politely, I nod.

Tallulah shook her head in denial while her eyes opened wide with horror. “How could you Jeanne?! He loved nothing more than your eyes… he desired nothing other than your smile…” She was weeping in sheer terror. I utter the final words. “A death-blow is a life-blow to some, who, till they died, did not alive become.” A dagger appears in the dark.


Jeanne De La Motte
Jeanne De La Motte

Jul-26-2007 03:08

“A death-blow is a life-blow to some, who, till they died, did not alive become” is a line taken from Emily Dickinson's poem, A Death-Blow.

Secret_Squirrel
Secret_Squirrel
Safety Officer

Jul-26-2007 06:28

^ likes that

Cordelia Falco
Cordelia Falco
Battered Shoe

Jul-26-2007 09:35

(These aren't even slightly connected. Hence separate posts)

Tallulah shook her head in denial while her eyes opened wide with horror.

“No,” she whispered. “No, he can’t be dead.”

“I’m afraid so, Mrs Porter.”

She wrung her slim white hands. “I don’t understand. Who would want to poison Harvey? Everyone loved him!”

“I know it seems unfair, but…” He broke off sharply. “How did you know he was poisoned?”

She froze.


Cordelia Falco
Cordelia Falco
Battered Shoe

Jul-26-2007 09:36

If I’d know how it would all end, I would never have started it.

“Widow seeks female companion on world cruise”. In return for a little boring conversation, I’d get my dream trip. I went.

I couldn’t stand her vicious temper, so that emerald necklace proved a little too tempting.

The sleuth she put on my trail was cute. But he had to go.


Cordelia Falco
Cordelia Falco
Battered Shoe

Jul-26-2007 09:36

Jimmy Donuts was just an old bum. Kids threw stones at him.

But the Jimmy I was looking at now seemed taller. Younger.

“Hello, doll. Been a long time. But my memory’s back now. I remember who I am " and just who gave me that crack on the head.”

Light glinted off the barrel of his gun.


Cordelia Falco
Cordelia Falco
Battered Shoe

Jul-26-2007 09:36

The evidence was there, had anyone bothered to look. Three pebbles, a carrot and a scarf lying in the yard.

Some smart alec cop came up with this story about a melted snowman.

Nice try. But the old guy with the scarred neck and the donkey who chucks stones at girls’ windows seems to have skipped town.


Cordelia Falco
Cordelia Falco
Battered Shoe

Jul-26-2007 09:37

How had things even gotten as far as they had?

I looked at the corpse lying forlornly in the road. I knew the story.

I was depressed so I hit the bottle. I was broke so I took a job walking some old girl’s lapdog. Put it together and you have an angry truck driver and a very dead chihuahua.


Kelly O'Publik
Kelly O'Publik

Jul-26-2007 13:25

1. If I'd known how it would all end, I would never have started it.

My husband Jimmy hasn't given me the attention I needed in a long time. I never planned on cheating. I didn't intend to hurt him. But the opportunity presented itself, and I couldn't resist John's charm. So many mistakes... So many lapses of my better judgment... I'm so sorry, Jimmy.

2. The evidence was there, had anyone bothered to look.

I knew that my wife was up to something, but I could not believe that she would ever be unfaithful. Tallulah and I had gone to the same church since childhood. But looking back now, I see that it was all too obvious. How could she do this to me?

3. Jimmy Donuts was just an old bum.

It's a mystery why my sweet Tallulah refused to leave him. He never respected her one bit. All he did was lie around on the couch all day and not pay her any mind. And it was only a matter of time before he got what was coming to him.

4. How had things even gotten as far as they had?

It used to be just "bingo" on Mondays and "bridge" on Thursdays. Then she wouldn't even coming up with excuses to get out of the house. I should've known better than to try to follow her, but I had to be sure. I grabbed my knife and headed after her.

5. Tallulah shook her head in denial while her eyes opened wide with horror.

It all happened so fast. Jimmy came up screaming behind them, knife in hand. John drew a gun, and began firing. Tallulah tried to grab it from him, but was too late. She pulled the trigger, and John fell. The police arrived as she cried, still holding the smoking gun.


Kelly O'Publik
Kelly O'Publik

Jul-26-2007 13:27

I have to appreciate the irony of having to wait until there are less than 90 detectives logged on so that I can get on to post my entry, hoping to win a subscription so that I can sleuth without having to wait until there are less than 90 detectives logged on.

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