He bent over and caressed her face gently, before moving forward to place his lips against hers, softly and slowly. Her eyes widened as he did this, as she was a small bit shorter than he was, and it was quite unexpected.
Story starter may give you ideas to write with. I've used it before, and it's kinda neat the stuff you write. For once, with it, I actually started a normal story instead of fantasy, which I usually write.
Augh... no one entered for the contest! What to do?!
Baahh. It really isn't that hard to write a story, is it? =\
Anyway... just posting to let you all know it's okay for members to start a contest as well, but no prizes can be allowed, unless you talk to me about it. I'm rather leniant on these things, so don't hesitate to ask. ^^;
And most of all, don't be afraid to introduce yourself! We love getting new members - perhaps with new members we can get this community up on it's toes! ... so to speak.
A light mist hovered over the pool of water, as the maiden walked closer to its edge. Light brown hair dangled in front of her face, while green eyes looked curiously into the water.
That was when she saw what slept within.
Hello, everyone. This is just a short blurb I decided to put up as a hello post to this community. Name's Valk, and I'm a friend of fether's. Looking forward to some comments and criticism over my short piece here.
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"but the truth is, we are sticks in the guise of men." -stickfas
It had been many years since anyone, man or machine, had set foot into old Topanga Canyon. The Santa Ana winds rushed through the canyons, whipping about the tall grass that poked up through the cracks of ruined asphalt. In the distance were the last illuminated remains of the city once called "los angeles", other than the stars above, the world was the purest shade of black, devoid of light. A man, nay, a machine in the guise of a man--, sat perched on a rusted old guardrail, staring down at the few shimmering lights in the distance. His footsteps led up to the guardrail, and out of the canyon-- the only tracks to be found throughout the entire canyon. Not much of anything lived here anymore, except for mice and a few species of birds. There wasn't enough food left up here for the coyotes to eat anymore, since the deer had long since died out, and much of the wildlife had gone with it. The old ashphalt was beginning to frost over as the wind chilled it to below thirty degrees, but the machoid still didn't move. Its unkempt hair whipped about wildly in the wind, much like the tall grass that had overgrown much of the guardrail that the machine was sitting upon. The city lights seemed to glare at him, and the machine grimaced, though noone could see it, nor would anyone.
(shit. i've got class. more to this later, and i've still gotta put that line in...)
For this contest, there is no limit to what you write, but it has to be at least 300 words, minimum. There is no maximum limit, but in your story, you have to include the following sentence:
A stray owl hooted above as it landed on a nearby tree branch.
The contest will end November 16th, which gives you a good... four weeks to write the story. It doesn't have to be a full story, though cliffhangers will make me scream (in a good way XD). I will have a few people judge the entries that come in, so that it can be fair. |3
The prize will be either an icon made, or a small picture drawn (depending on what it is) for the winner.
Hmm. Just to help people out, I'm going to give a few pointers on writing. |3 I usually write fantasy, so I'll use a fantasy-type sentence. Let's start out with the following soon-to-be paragraph.
The wind blew over the water. A voice was heard calling. It was dark. The fog hid everything from sight.
That's no good at all, unless you're writing a script. Now, let's start by adding a few descriptive things to the sentences.
The wind blew over the water. The cool wind blew over the water.
If adding things doesn't seem like enough, add a few more until you think it sounds right.
The cool wind blew gently over the water.
The cool wind blew gently over the still water.
By adding those few words, it makes the sentence more pleasurable to read. If you do the same basic thing to the other two sentences, they'll blend together some. It should look something like this:
The cool wind blew gently over the still water.
By changing the 'A' to an 'An', you can mold it more to your liking, depending on which words you choose to use.
An eerie voice could be heard calling. The sky was dark. The morning fog hid everything from sight.
This paragraph still doesn't seem completed to me. Now, what you need to add next are commas into your sentences, combining them with other sentences and adding more words, as well as mixing and matching.
The cool wind blew gently over the still water, making the surface ripple noiselessly across the pool. The morning fog hid everything from sight, but a soft, eerie voice could be heard calling through the fog, as if beckoning the listener to follow it.
By adding new sentences within the ones I've started with, I've already made an idea for a story to write, and caught the reader's attention. If you noticed, I also described everything a bit further, making the reader feel emotion about the water, the voice, the fog, and what was beyond the fog. I think I succeeded in gaining the emotions curiosity, wonder, mystery, and almost fear and wariness, because the reader doesn't know what's going to happen next.
I hope I helped at least a little bit with this small explanation, and am not pointing this to any of the current members (except myself). XD;
If there's anything else anyone wants me to explain, go ahead and ask, I'll try my best.
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