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Hey! Anybuggy want
Hey! Anybuggy want to do a story with me? I'm particularly asking Laura or Elizabeth, but if anybuggy else is interested, sound off! I can't do anything but adventure and fantasy. Whenever I try something normal I get bored with it and pitch it.
Cheers
Charlotte, aka Cannibal
submitted by Charlotte, age 11, Colorado
(December 15, 2009 - 9:12 pm)
(December 15, 2009 - 9:12 pm)
C'mon! Somebuggy is interested righy. :(
(The antispam says kazz. Makes me think Jazz)
Cheers
Charlotte, aka Cannibal
(December 16, 2009 - 6:12 pm)
Top!!!!!
(December 18, 2009 - 11:43 am)
I think I'd enjoy it a lot, if I have enough time... Hopefully I will. I don't go on Inkwell much, but I could start, and I do manage to get on every day. Yes, I'm pretty sure I could do it, if I spend less time in BaB, anyway. And I definitely like fantasy, but what kind?
Of course, if you'd rather write with someone else, that's fine!
(December 20, 2009 - 11:35 pm)
Sure! I'll do a story with you.
When I think of Fantasy I think of elves, dragon's, magic, dwarves, that kind of stuff. I'm thinking maybe a human who gets mixed up with elf stuff. I'd do more but I gotta go.
(December 21, 2009 - 3:10 pm)
Okay! Hm... *tries to think of plot ideas*
(December 22, 2009 - 10:27 pm)
Arghh! I can't find my thinking cap!
(December 24, 2009 - 11:05 am)
Me neither.
(December 26, 2009 - 2:10 pm)
I'll start with this, I guess.
Her breath was coming in great gasps. She knew she would never make it before the dreaded Malcons. Behind her she heard two sets of running feet but just barely. She glanced benid her and saw them. Black-skinned humans with glowing blood-red eyes that were glowing in the moonless night.
The Malcons were the servants of the enemy. No one knew the enemies name or who he was. They knew he was a strong magician, stronger than elves but other than that nothing was known.
They were gaining. She could tell. Her feet felt like lead and she couldn't catch her breath. She tripped over a rock and rolled. She tried to get up but her anckle buckled. When she looked up they were standing over her. She grabbed for the note in her pocket that would reveal the plans and started to tear it but the note was grabbed faster than the speed of light. A knife was pressed against her throaght and a bead of blood trickled down her neck.
"Thank you for your service," said one in a soothing melodic voice.
"Yes, you have been a great help to our master."
"Join us and see this world become grander than ever before, a golden stage."
"Never," she whispered.
She felt the cold steel come away from her neck and was confused then she felt a horrid pain in her head and chest and heard the sickeningly sound of knife meeting flesh that she knew only too well. She drew in a last breath then lay still.
Pleased with themselves, the Malcons left the dead girl and their knives on the road and returned to their master.
(December 27, 2009 - 3:39 pm)
OK, Charlotte, howz this?
Emily had always been a normal girl, until the day she found Starskimmer, her sea-blue unicorn. Now, with the wind blowing in her face and her adrenaline pumping, she was a whole different girl. Unicorn-riding was just heaven to her! As Starskimmer's hooves gracefully sliced through the air, she could not imagine anything better to do-nor could she predict the tragedy to come...
This is my first time entering an idea, and I looooooooove it!\
Peace, homiez!
Hannah
(December 28, 2009 - 4:41 pm)
I'm sorry. Really sorry. I've been really busy with school and homework, and I didn't have time to post.
If you still want to write this, we can, but I may not be able to post much except during spring break. I will try hard to post on weekends, though, and whenever I can.
Okay, the 2 pieces of writing there are very different. However, I think I can figure out a way to use them both, if you want. I'll post this idea, and you can tell me if you want to use it, or would rather just not use the unicorn idea because it really doesn't match, or you have a way that fits better, and then I'll post the next part of the story. Unless you just want to give up and not write it because I won't be able to post much.
Maybe when it's day here, it's night in the dead girl's world. Unicorns spend our night here, when everyone's asleep and no one notices, and then when morning comes, and night falls on the other world, they go there. So, the unicorn used to live and work with (unicorns are too wild to be owned) the girl who died, and he was loyal to her cause, but by law, now that she is dead, he has to live and work with her closest relative. That's the dead girl's sister, who is on the other side. However, the unicorn can't stand working for them, so in his other life, he lives with Emily and is teaching her unicorns' ways. He plans to take her to his world, and have her defeat the side he disagrees with. Then something happens.
So...
(January 29, 2010 - 12:13 pm)