Emerald39

I'll post the final part of the story tomorrow, and take today for myself.

That said, I think I should just state the obvious now instead of waiting until later. Guys, we had a good run. And while it was fun, I think we've come to the end of our journey. So thank you all for your time and energy. I hope we all learned something from this experience, and maybe we'll see each other again in the future.

I just wanted to say that what I posted wasn't what I had planned to submit. That story was supposed to be a re-imagining of 'The Little Mermaid'.

 

Since DR liked my idea about rewriting movies, we decided to go ahead with that challenge on our own. He originally wanted to do 'Edge of Tomorrow' but I love the movie as it is and had no idea how to improve on it. So he decided to pick 'The Little Mermaid' instead. Having never seen the film myself, I accepted. As I started writing the story however, I realized that it was going to end up being much bigger than time would allow. So I switched to this one instead.

 

This story is the first of three. It's already finished but as I started proof reading it, I ended up adding new paragraphs and rewriting stuff... I have issues, let's call it that. I'll post the second part the day after tomorrow, and the final part the day after that.

Hey guys.

 

For those of us that knew DR well, it's undoubtedly been a rough couple of days. But I know he would want us all to continue practicing our art and creating magic. Since it was DR's turn to suggest something, I think it would be great if our next 'challenge' honors him in some way or fashion. It's a tough ask but the rules are simple: whatever you think he would like to read. Choose your own style, and make it about whatever you want. Let's just see if we can send him something fun and interesting to read, wherever he is.

 

As always, I'm open to suggestions, so feel free to do so or ask me anything about DR. If I don't know the answer, I'll be sure to find out for you.

 

Have a great day, and take care of yourselves.

Shadows of the Damned

7/10

 

The bosses were quite simple but challenging at the same time. It was nice to play a game with a character who has a different culutral background than the normal (he is mexican). The dialogue was nice at times the right kind of corny with all the sexual innuendos. 

My Friend, Alice

Madness danced in the eyes of the maid,

She who was fair and astrophysics her trade,

And while her smiles were as sweet as American pie,

She was a serial killer known from here to Shanghai.

The daughter of two lovers and mother of none,

Our story actually begins the day she bought a gun,

No one understood her or so she said,

As she killed and crippled my poor, Uncle Ted.

 

In her mind all of the rules were reversed,

People were animals and life was a curse,

Pain and suffering were how things were meant to be,

So why should she be nice when she could go on a killing spree.

The Guardian Angel's Oath

 

Through fervor I now lead to rise again, the wings of those whose minds, once lost, are found;

Obscured by fear, and visions of the end; a self-made jail that chains them to the ground;

The iron bars on which their doubts depend; incarceration do their angsts compound;

The more they pull, the less they hence intend

To flee fast from the prison they pretend

Does not allow them freely to defend

Their thoughts from wounds they know they cannot mend.

 

But come the revelation of the light, long hidden by veneer, by dark facade;

And come the clearing of the starless night, pierced straight through by my holy colichemarde;

A blade to banish echoes of their plight, to lift their hearts in sanguine serenade;

No more shall they to shallow words cling tight;

No more shall they then genuflect to fright;

To broken sanities I grant fresh sight;

In minds resigned, instill the will to fight.

 

Apogee of Self

 

A slippery chasm filled with spears,

A construct; housing wrath & tears,

A Mausoleum; keeping hopes & fears

& An Index; recording enemies & peers.

 

Sometimes, it moves to inspire

others; to ruin.

Sometimes, it works to conspire

yet even more; to triumph.

 

A shelter from the rains of dissuasion,

A pit to wallow in self-disgust,

An ally to channel some grit & determination

A foe to sow paranoia & distrust.

 

Through bouts of depression,

I take it to be a Lance of Light

Through objective introspection

I deduce it to be a dagger of avarice.

 

But its experience that makes me wonder

whether I am its only muse

or its greatest Sacrifice.

 

- DR

 

I'm still around. I respectfully decline from critiquing anyone else's story because I always end up sounding harsher than I want to. I enjoyed everyone's stories.

STUCK (Part V)

THE LIGHT HAD faded from the sky outside as it rained hard against the windows and palm trees. Inside however, the storm was barely audible as music played in every room of the house while everyone introduced themselves and got to know one another better -- everyone that is, except Daniel and I.

Daniel was the given name of Starlight's younger brother. Though also a few years younger than myself, he was somehow still taller than me and seemed very mature for his age. His powers were also very intriguing, giving him the ability to manipulate gravity in an area around him, which allowed us to walk up a wall and then along the ceiling without problem for a few minutes. He was also quite handsome and athletic, with stunning features and gorgeous, hazel-colored eyes that glowed like fire in the dim light.

The feelings were mutual it seemed, as he played lovingly with the curls in my long, wine-colored hair and drowned unabashedly in my avocado-colored eyes. All at once we spoke about everything and nothing at all. Every little thing, every little detail we discovered about the other we found endlessly and genuinely interesting. Before I knew it, he had my heart and I had his. We were lost in each other, perfectly adrift in a sea of people.

That was when I felt her presence move towards me. It started with just her scent, the smell of her favorite perfume filling the entirety of my nose and mouth. I used to love that smell so much, but now it was threatening to strangle me. Next came the sound of her laughter, the feeling of which was similar to being stabbed in the chest with a blade of ice. Turning slowly, I finally saw her and immediately the temperature of the room fell as the blood drained from my face.

She stepped forward confidantly, her eyes locked on mine. Strength left my body, loosening the grip I had on my glass. She caught it effortlessly mid air, drained it in one gulp, then handed the empty glass over to Daniel.

"Tut-tut," she said. "I leave alone for a few months, and now you think you're straight. That's just so sad."

"What are you doing here?" I demanded, swallowing my discomfort and moving to shield Daniel with my body.

"I was invited," she said simply, her pupils burning white, the only indication she was annoyed with my show of defiance. "If you don't believe me, just ask your new boss."

She was pointing to something over her shoulder as she said this. Following with my eyes, I found Clive who was surrounded by women. Meeting his eyes with mine, Clive raised a glass to me before looking away again, a twisted smile on his lips.

"Besides," she continued, taking a step forward. "The real question should be: what are you doing here? Hmm? Pretending to be something you're not, again?" Before I could stop her, she was kissing me, reminding me of the long nights passed that we shared together. She bit my lip then, drawing blood and a scream from before locking my head between her hands. "You belong to me and I will never let you go."

The End

In the time that I've away from batoto, something interesting came up. At first I wanted to join in but after reading the submissions. I'm too afraid to join in, my writing isn't up to par to everyone who put in an submission. So if it's okay, I would like to play spectator for a while...

Writing is its own therapy. Don't overburden yourself with what others can do. But it is good to have you, hope you have fun.

In the time that I've away from batoto, something interesting came up. At first I wanted to join in but after reading the submissions. I'm too afraid to join in, my writing isn't up to par to everyone who put in an submission. So if it's okay, I would like to play spectator for a while...

Well, most of the players haven't really said anything about the theme, stipulations, or rules yet. So I'd kinda like to know that we're all aboard before I move ahead.

How about this, if you guys are ready to start now, just Like this post and if I get a majority I'll open the thread ASAP.

What do Tylenol and a walrus have in common?

They are both looking for a tighter seal.

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What's green, wet, and smells like bacon?

Kermit's finger.

Boku Girl!       Comedy, Drama, Suspense, Trickster-God Loki! What else could you ask for?  (That question's rhetorical, btw... )

 

 

The next person is a soldier who has to convince his friends to run away with him and betray their commanding officer.