Amateur Writing Tournament: Entries (Edition One)

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This topic holds the Top 5 entries of each weeks challenge. They may or may not have been slightly reformatted prior to being posted here.  

 

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Edition One, Week One

 

 

 

@mydoom.exe

 

“Fallen Heroes”

 

Thomas put the toy soldier back up on the shelf, cleaned and polished – shiny again, just like the rest. Respected, honoured, ready to fight and die again if called for. Each soldier was in a platoon of forty identical green plastic men, commanded by a Lieutenant, then a Captain, a Colonel, a General, and finally, of course, Thomas, the Head of State. Each soldier was meticulously positioned on that shelf, except for one. One soldier was slightly different – no, not in looks, but what it was placed into. Different from the other soldiers in that it was not standing as a lookout from Thomas’s shelf, but relieved from action, encased in wood. This one had never seen the light of day, nor the dark of night. Not in a long time, not since one fateful afternoon. Strangers and friends alike had never heard Thomas’s explanation for the lonely soldier, but as he headed downstairs for his lunch, he passed by the one picture that he thought would make it obvious:

 

Simply put, his father’s.

 

 

 

@Magenta

 

 

Ghosts Tell Stories

Ain't Pulling Your Leg

 

 

"Trick or treat!”

 

“My goodness, don’t you scare me like that,” I tell him.

 

“Seriously, it’s Halloween, it’s what people do, go around scaring people,” he giggles. “You don’t scare me, and I give you your candy. That's the deal, did you forgot?”

 

“Then that’s the deal from now onwards, but give me my candies now, I have a big neighborhood left to trick or treat!”

 

“K, I’ll be right back.”

 

Daniel is one of those kids I really liked. The annual ritual of “don’t scare me if you want candy” is something I wait for, I really enjoy it. The rest of the kids around here have no respect for us senior citizens, especially that punk Elliot.

 

“Dan, there you go,” I poured a handful of candies into the witch-hat he held.

 

“Thanks, now I'll go get some loot.” Red painted face parted into a smile, he turned back and knocked on another door. Sweet kids such as him as rare to come by, these days.

 

“TRICK OR TREAT!” The levitating cloth said, making my heart leap into my throat. Then the pain started, my teeth sunk into my tongue, I could feel it...

 

“Holy kittens I’m sorry oh my god is someone here this guy here needs some help yo Daniel come over h...”

 

 

 

@ToxiClaw

 

 

The End Moment
The night was almost over, yet they wanted more of it. Lying in each other’s arms, both stared at a star studded sky and captured the moment in their soul. Yet there remained sadness in the air, as they knew there is little time left to be happy. The war has consumed their world, relieving them of their peace and life full of delight. Will they ever again be able to enjoy the scenic beauties of their land from their window? The thought scared them, but also motivated them to remake their country in all its glory and enchantment. She tried to hide the tear that slipped from her eyes in the dew drops. Knowing her love is going to the battle field at dawn, her memories took her in a flashback. The first meeting, the creation of a beautiful bond, their first kiss and her being shy about it. Maintaining his calmness as usual, even in these unusual and tough times, he kept her warm. They let the circumstances sink in and prepared themselves to test their destiny while grasping the existence of the war and its fallout.

 

 

 

@gnileenK

 

 

So Glory Springs

 

This is the sound that brings to a halt

My wandering mind, and sends a calm

To put to sleep the wild, crying night.

Haunting heat vanishes in a sigh.

Yawning breaches close, and the floods dry.

Strident alarms break to dim pieces.

Feeling returns: my soul can face grief.

Designs of perversion are unframed,

Every shade returns where it came:

Destroyed by this sound are flames untamed.

When violent clamour lays peace low

It splits the thundering cumuli

And quenches the searing ejecta,

Casting beneath a veil the pyrrhic

War cries, that the seed of life may grow.

Small is the humble sound as it rings,

Yet tears the tangled rage easily,

For smallest roots raise the highest leaf:

Smallest flames burn the highest fortress.

Anthems mount from an unseen idea,

Every thunder from a mist has come,

And in quiet springs begins the sea.

Ground a rock for a foundation strong

Before the wall can thicken and climb;

Before Glory's voice can shake the tomb

Glory is the sound of a child's song.

 

 

 

@Tank_Sensei

 

The night was still and silent. Grimly, every living thing, including the countless nocturnal creatures, was completely and utterly still and unmoving. Lonely and foreboding, the old wood cabin, abandoned for years, sat like a monument on top of the hill. Shattered windows with jagged edges stared out like broken eyes. Suddenly, the door, sealed for decades, slowly creaked open, the hinges sounding like a horde of tortured beings. Swiftly, a dark shadow, darker than ink, indeed, darker than darkness itself, silently stole out the open door, quickly crossed the clearing, and plunged into the woods, melting into the shadows. Will you follow? You must choose immediately. Stepping toward the woods, you are about to enter, but suddenly the shadow emerges. Whipping out your powerful flashlight, you illuminate the mysterious shadow. Unaffected by the bright light, a deer fawn peers back at you. Riveted by a strange force, the deer and you stare at each other. Suddenly, the spell is broken, the moment ends, and the fawn bounds back into the woods. Was the fawn the source of the mysterious shadow? Who can know? Now remember, the next time you visit a forest, to watch for a stealthy shadow, slipping between trees, ever avoiding detection, and hope you do not come face to face with this apparition. For, if you do, you may be compelled to face your greatest fear by yourself.

 

 

 

Edition One, Week Two

 

 

 

1.@Magenta

 

 

Futility

 

 

“Run!”

 

One down.

 

“Duck, you foo..!”

 

Two down.

 

“Don’t you move from behind me you idiotic blistering pi… oh never mind.” In other words, three down.

 

Stephen didn't use his mouth. He just used the gun, until, of course, it slipped down his inert shoulder.

 

In the beginning, we numbered something like fifty. Now, we were down to… 2. Me with Kim. We were crouching inside the muddy ditch. It showered bullets. It showered sorrow, loss, pity, but no mercy. Destiny showed no mercy. One couldn't know whether the drops on our cheeks were from the skies, or our eyes.

 

“Kim,” I whispered in my broken voice. “I joined the forces in the hope of this glorious moment, where I would mutter the words which would conclude my life. Now, sitting beside this useless fellow, wisdom strikes me.” I stood just high enough to not get out of the cover. “Futility,” I picked up the gun.

 

“Give up your philosophy.”

 

“Never give up.” I stood up, shot, shot, shot some more, then fell.

 

 

 

2. Hippin_in_Hawaii & BOSS.NESS

 

 

@Hippin_in_Hawaii

 

 

[It’s interesting, the number of choices which go into building your vehicle. Hulls, turrets, guns, sundries… it might overwhelm you. Fighting vehicles need strengths in specific fields, but no vehicle is without imperfection. Speed for moving quickly costs protection from enemy fire; high-powered monster guns give up swift firing. Choices of equipment must work together; your style of driving should inform your decisions. Do you prefer defense? Then bulky hulls with turrets which touch the enemy from the other side of the field should be your forte. Do you enjoy offensive skirmishes? Then try quick hulls with guns designed for up-close punishment. If you prefer supporting others to fighting, don’t be depressed. The method for helping others is there too. Truly, your style of frolic is supported in this wonderful sport. Dive in! Experience the huge list of options which exist in this online Elysium.

 

 

@BOSS.NESS

 

 

They drew nigh from the south-west, progressing on beside the humble brook. Every movement occurred precisely on time, with extreme speed. They did not stride like the corps Peter persisted in fighting for; their murderous silence coupled with such swift momentum set his nerves on edge. It would be just like Telvetrone to utilize divisions of such discipline, thought Peter. One meticulous striking edge, limited in number but drilled to perfection. Following their moving beyond the house for some couple hundred feet, they commenced to swing to their stern to re-form in rows (not columns) with the sentinel units ending up on the sides, left with right. It continued to be mesmerizing to observe the units, in lieu of turning, reverse then stretch themselves in lines 90 degrees from their previous order of positioning. Soon one sphinxlike screen of silent blue shields confronted the hill from the North side. More soldiers were pouring into the moor every second; before long, the iron legion of Telvetrone occupied the spring field.

 

 

 

3. ToxiClaw and GENERAL_H_A_M_Z_A_9

 

 

@ToxiClaw

 

 

Guilty of Thoughts

Four hours just went by, still figuring out how to begin. I recognize the difficulties people encounter while expressing their regrets. It’s difficult to come to terms with the outcome of my deeds. I tried to be honest to one person my entire life, myself. But I directed my exploits where no honest being would like to be. I wonder, if expressing my regrets will reduce my guilt or my errors? I will not be proficient enough to point in the direction of the world, the society for lining up with me to yield the censure of my crimes. Piece of me, still believes in the injustice I endured which justifies my strokes in opposition to the cruel society. Sometimes, I feel why the uniqueness of people turns out to be their biggest enemy, while they desire to be within some group of their liking. Possibly, this is how the society functions now, likely to evolve with the coming time where people will believe in their eccentricity or distinctiveness.    

 

 

 

@GENERAL_H_A_M_Z_A_9

Sitting on the edge of the cotton soft skybox, looking below I see tiny beings fighting. I often sit here wondering why do these people restlessly fight. I close my eyes getting lost in my thoughts. Suddenly, siren begins to echo. The siren we ring when one of us is dropped down to their world. I open my eyes, noticing I'm dropping down.

I look below on the ground only to see Firebird's fires melting other hulls like ice, Thunder riving the hulls like eggs, ricochet's colorful bouncy projectiles which look like the toy I used during my childhood is being used to destroy others.
My tomb gets prominent in golden color. My gut tightens in this moment of terror, while these brutes destroying everything in their route gets closer to me. I don't know how they will end my life, but I guess this is the destiny of my entire tribe. Shortly, Collective of vicious contenders convenes in close proximity. Suddenly I'm hit by the flying hornet. I die by splitting into 1000 pieces inside him. He cherished the moment I died.

 

4.@darthvadermaximum

Title : The Moon


The moon is one of the most inspiring things to look up to. Why? You might question me but it is quite difficult to truly express its glory in words. From morning until dusk, the sun keeps us lit but the moon lights the night sky. In our busy lives, the one who brings the light of joy in moments of deep sorrow becomes our true friend. The moon might not be like the sun, but it still provides light even when the skies go dim. Its prettiness knows no bounds, hence dwelling in everyone’s soul. This very bewitchment by the moon on us resulted in the huge number of written works with the moon becoming its core. Every one of us must try to become moons in the life of others distributing the light selflessly. Only then will we be truly joyous.

 

 

 

5.

 

 

Colonel's log, June of 2376.3.12
We found some kind of robot, drifting by in this endless cosmos. Its systems seem to be down, our engineers wish to revive it.
EDIT: 3.15
One of the robots devices is online, it is looping some recording of the forgotten speech, English. I decoded everything I could: "Hello fr-bzzzt-the child-kssst-rth."
EDIT: 4.2 I spent the night going through records, then myths. I found some story on the obsolete robots, this one seems to be the work of men. Could this be the key to finding the ruins of our blue-green home system?

 

 

 

 

 

Edition One, Week Three

 

 

 

@Magenta

 

 

Convince

 

 

“So, have you two thought of any ideas for what the topic of week 3 should be?” Twee enquired as he sat on the sofa, in front of the table that was surrounded by Kais, Destrod, Twee himself, and countless papers.

 

Kais started, “Yeah, I was thinking, why not make them write something ridiculous, and make them convince us that it’s genius?” Kais informed him.

 

“I don’t understand what you mean…” Twee expressed how puzzled he was.

 

“Well I wrote out this example for the benefit of you, I’ll PM the link to you…” he took out his phone, and within seconds Twee’s pocket buzzed, although Twee was too puzzled to take the phone out. “Flexoo already saw it, he said it’s a brilliant idea.”

 

“And brilliant it is!” exclaimed Destrod.

 

“From what I understand of it, it’s ridiculous,” Twee was still visibly puzzled.

 

“We took a vote, Destrod, I, and Flexoo have unanimously voted for it to go ahead. You are free to vote too, of course…” Kais trailed off.

 

“Let’s take the vote,” Destrod was raising his hand as he was saying it. Immediately, Kais’ hand shot up, and from nowhere, a robotic voice announced “Flexoo votes yes.”

 

“Ridicu…”

 

“Twee, Flexoo has been thinking that Hexed should be burdened a bit more, for example with all these AWC work. He’s also been expressing his concerns over your health. After all, you are the greatest asset to this team…” Kais left the sentence unfinished, and unfinished was how it hung in the air.

 

“Actually, I do think I’m overworked. Probably that’s why I couldn’t grasp the idea at first. You know, you truly conceive brilliant ideas. I’m gonna go draft the announcement for week 3, why don’t you come, Kais?”

 

“Sure. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

 

 

@ToxiClaw

 

Hypnotic Pink Bunnies: Way to Peace and Harmony

The world is in a chaos right now, and to be honest it has always been in chaos. First it was nature experimenting with its creation and then the creations started experimenting with themselves. What followed were the evolution of mankind and the beginning of the end, wars for religious supremacy, economic supremacy and resource supremacy have consumed the world and there remains but little hope to gain a peaceful world. However, not to worry, a new concept has been sanctioned and approved by the United Nations to control this hostile environment and regenerate the earth in all its beauty. The concept is called The Hypnotic Pink Bunnies and has been invented by the world famous ACME group. The Pink Bunnies are small, fluffy, cute and most important of all are hypnotic. What they do? They calm any aggression, annoyance or frustration building inside a person. Imagine a drunken person wrecking havoc in a restaurant, and here comes the Pink Bunny with its awesome cuteness. If the person does not calm down with its look, the hypnotic powers spread love inside the person and give him a moment of serenity. With the help of The Pink Bunnies, the world authorities can prevent wars from happening, reduce the amount of crimes taking place and strengthen the mutual bond among people. Wouldn’t it be nice to face a terrorist holding a Pink Bunny instead of a machine gun and asking you nicely to listen to their needs? How nice will it be when teachers don’t punish students for not doing homework or every parent is proud of their children for being the cutest and loveliest ever. So embrace this concept and contribute towards making a pink, cute and an earth full of love again.

    

@BOSS.NESS

 

Bubble Wrap Sleds


Have you ever felt minor back pain when you fell off a cliff on the edge of the ski slope and smashed into a tree?


Have you ever experienced minor headaches after your skull split upon a hidden rock under the snow?


If so, then Bubble Wrap Sleds™ are for you! 


Bubble wrap sleds are large balls of bubble wrap, 6 feet in diameter, where a grown adult can climb in and see through. Large skis and runners are fixed onto the sphere in various places, meaning it can slide at many angles. You can experience the thrill of downhill rushing upside-down or looking back, knowing you will be in complete safety. Even when the angle is wrong, the bubble wrap ball can roll down the slope, making for a truly unique experience for the victim/customer inside. 


Bubble wrap sleds are so large that they will bounce off trees at the edge of the slope, and will not fit into a forest. Instead, they will redirect themselves back on the path, so the lack of steering gives you a true thrill without the need to worry about your course. However, they are light enough to be fastened onto a ski-lift for assembly at the top. 


These bubble wrap sleds are also coated with a special substance to prevent snow from sticking to the surface. You will have a crystal-clear view of the mountain rushing by.


Seeing multiple giant bubble wrap balls bouncing and sliding down the slopes is a sight to behold, not to mention the hapless skiers sent flying before your juggernaut. Order yours today for $50 and get a free first aid kit thrown in! 


Bubble wrap sleds are certified from a completely trustworthy Chinese company called <<FakesForFools>>. Warranty is a gracious 5 days.

 

 

@Hippin_in_Hawaii

 

Tanki T-Shirt Tosser


Do you want your enemies to know who killed them? Do you want them to have a lasting memento of their humiliating defeat at the muzzle of your gun? If you’re like me, you know that the momentary sting of a death fades all too quickly from the minds of those whom you’ve crushed under your treads. Why not give them a souvenir? Why not give them a

T-SHIRT!


The Tanki T-Shirt Tosser mounts* on your cannon, adding our patented vacuum-compressed garment delivery module to the payload of any outbound shell. Compatible with Hammer, Twins, Ricochet, Smoky, Striker, Vulcan, Thunder, Railgun, Magnum, and Shaft, at any level of modification, you can distribute your personalized propaganda-wear to doomed enemies anywhere on the board!


Installation* is a snap! And it’s so easy to use, you’ll even forget it’s there! But your enemies never will, wearing their shirts of shame as they go to the pub to commiserate with the other loser tankers you’ve blown through.


Our comprehensive design and installation package allows you to upload custom artwork, choose colors and t-shirt styles, and bulk-order consumable supplies. What’s it cost? Far less than having your enemies forget who it is they face!


The Power of Propaganda, the Comfort of Cotton, the DIspatch of DIstribution… all these features come together in the Tanki T-Shirt Tosser! Don’t delay; order yours today!! Operators are standing by. Order now, and push your personal publicity in your very next battle!



*Installation has, in less than 100% of cases so far, been linked to negative increases in accuracy.

 

 

@darthvadermaximum

 

THE YIN YANG PILLS : NO MORE BULLYING OR BOSSING

 

Are you tired of people bossing you around every day? Or even that one annoying friend or relative that gets on your nerves as he never listens. Well no need to fear because I bring to you a marvelous solution, one that will solve all your problems I bring to you the Yin Yang pill. I guarantee it is a one stop solution to all your problems. So what does the pill do might be the question in your mind. The pill has two parts the yin part, which has to be given to the target and the yang part, which you must consume yourself. Within a time duration of 15 minutes, the person who swallows the yin pill will turn into a 5 month old baby.

            The effects of the pill last for 1 hour after which the target will be reverted. However, in the given hour you can lecture all you want and boss around with the target without the annoyance of him running away or avoiding you. The yin yang pills allow for the persons conscience to be trapped in the form of a baby. It is time that we make our true feelings felt without the fear of being talked back to or being avoided. 

                It’s the most important thing world needs today not to teach others a lesson but to experience what it feels to be in another person’s feet.  However that doesn’t mean you can have the fun you want to have with it  ..smirk.. Now gain the pleasure of sticking a pacifier in the mouths of your talkative maddening mates. 

The applications surely don’t end here and I am sure you will succeed in finding more. That is precisely why I urge all of you sign in a petition for change and support the development by ordering one for yourselves today  ;).

 

@GENERAL_H_A_M_Z_A_9

"Edible pillows" - Eat Sleep Repeat

 

Do you get night cravings and you are too lazy to get up out of your bed? Do you cry in the night and can't go to the kitchen because your family will see you crying? A recent study has found if you don't eat anything immediately after crying, the chances of you dying increases by 100%. Maybe you are just a lonely person who wants to cuddle, but don't have anyone to do with. if these are your problems, then you have got nothing to worry about. Eat Ikea has come up with a solution to such problems. Eat Ikea presents the brand new product "Edible Pillow" This pillow is not just the ordinary pillow which provides support to your neck and head. But you can also eat it. With this pillow, you will no longer have to choose between sleep or eat because you can do both at the same time now. 

 

The edible pillow is designed perfectly to fit your sleeping style. Our pillows are tested and we asked one of our testers (named Yisroel.Rabin) for a review, his review was "I want to sleep more". Not only it's comfortable, but the taste is extremely delicious and it's available in three different flavors. The pillow is stuffed with edible foam, while the cover is made up of waterproof cotton. Please do not eat the cover or you will die choking. The price of this varies depending on the size.

 

 

 

 

 

Edition One, Week Four

 

@Hippin_in_Hawaii

• Watership Frown

Return to Watership Down and join Fiver, Bigwig, Blackberry, Holly, and all of your favorite rabbits as they face their most dangerous adventure yet: a grumpy Hazel. That’s right, Hyzenthlay has cut Hazel off, and since he’s not getting any, he’s out to make sure no one in the warren is happy.

Loyalties are tested and allegiances are strained, and the timing couldn’t be worse, for strange things are happening along the edges of the warren. Choice flowers are being poached, some rabbits have been startled, and no one has seen the culprit. Could General Woundwort have returned and be playing pranks on the warren?

Laugh at Keehar’s fowl-mouthed advice. Weep along with Pipkin at his Chief Rabbit’s plight. Savor more stories about El-ahrairah and Rabscuttle. And feel the insufferable tension of a rabbit whose mate is giving him the cold shoulder.

 

@Magenta

The Lord of the Reporters

 

Embark on the most dangerous journey of your life with Destrodo, as he tries to destroy the all powerful Admin Avatars. He must fight the obstacles on his way to Developer’s Information, and destroy the Admin Avatars under the Text Walls of List of Helpers. The fate of Middle Tanki now depends on the Reportership, consisting of Destrodo Nuggins, Tweewise Spamgee, and Yisippin Rook. However, the journey is not easy, as The Potato, its 9 followers called Admingûls, and their army of Moderatorcs will try their best to stop the Reportership. With the aid of Hexalf and his magical powers, the Reportership must fight the Moderatorcs and destroy the Admin Avatars! Coming to the theatre in Berlin because we haven't made the film, so if the audience lags out we don't have to play a film since there's no need to play a movie in front of a non-existent audience soon!

 

@gnileenK

The Princess Fried

 

You are sure to enjoy this noble lay

as the heroic prince Hunterslink attempts to slay

his flawlessly beautiful fiance.

He successfully kidnaps the dear lass

using a head, two scars, and a peripatetic landmass.

Then she escapes, but into peril more dire

(runs with Someone in Black into a Swamp of Fire),

which happily she does not survive

(after all, no one ever had).

One would think she could never revive

(that would really be very sad),

and our hero could finally relax.

But when push comes to shove

death does not stop True Love

(or at least not that kook named Max),

and they don’t even mind her toasted brow.

How will our prince end his charred lady now?

 

Now some who like to fuss

say a synopsis should not rhyme,

and indeed it may not be beauteous

but I think you will agree it is no crime.

 

 

 

@darthvadermaximum

 

 

 

The Fault In Our Stars

 

The Fault In Our Stars is a fabulous book explaining about the various problems we face due to imperfections in the stars that exist in our galaxy presented as a story of two young stars. Lets embark on a factual tour of our galaxy and learn various facts like the harm that UV rays cause us, the lifetime of the stars and many more. Prepare for a roller coaster of emotions as well, as the story begins from the birth of a star till its sad demise, but don’t miss out on the romantic story of Hazel and Augustus two stars that cross paths and embark on the adventure of a lifetime.

 

If you enjoy books full of scientific facts this book is perfect for you. Expect to laugh, cry and smile throughout this masterpiece as you learn more and more about the universe.

 

 

 

 

 

Our hero, Plastic Baggins, has been given an ancient golden-brown Twinkie! It is the source of the power of the Dark Chocolate Lord, Hershey. It must be destroyed, but do to an insane amount of preservatives, it can only be incinerated in the oven from whence it came: Mt Hostess. This story is separated into 3 exiting installments:

 

 

 

 

 

Book 1: The Fellowship of the Twinkie.

 

 

 

 

Plastic Baggins gathers with 8 other adventurers who will help him on his journey. But enemies are abroad too, dark riders on fearsome gummy worms! They seem to to hunting our hero! The fellowship must also pass through the mines of Boria, where an entire civilization died of boredom for an unknown cause.

 

 

 

 

Book 2: The two cakes.

 

 

 

 

The fellowship has been separated! Plastic Baggins and his loyal gardener continue to mt. Hostess. Will they get past the armies of disgusting Dorks? Meanwhile, a new threat appears for the other heros: Sour-man, the white wizard! Can they survive his legions of warriors?

 

 

 

 

Book 3: The Return of the Apple.

 

 

 

 

Though Sour-man has been defeated, Hershy is gaining momentum, and launches an all-out assault. It all boils down to whether Plastic can destroy the Twinkie before it destroys his mind and return to its master!

 

 

 

@GENERAL_H_A_M_Z_A_9

 

 

 

Movie name: Now you see me (2)

 

Can you pay close attention? Because that's all this movie is going to be about. The Conmen are back again performing "Physics Defying" magic tricks. But this time, not for their personal gain instead they have to do it to save the world from being exposed by the crazy scientist "Walter Mabry". Who plans on inventing highly inappropriate spectacles. With the help of those spectacles, he will be able to see everyone naked regardless of how many layers of clothes people are wearing. To create the spectacles he needs nude frame, to get the frame he uses the Conmen to steal it for him. Conmen can't refuse to him or he will kill them, but they have to stop him. Conmen have to pull off their greatest tricks they have got under their sleeves and expose Walter Marby in front of the world and get him arrested. Their mission won't be easy. Will they be able stop him or the "Tricksters will get tricked" this time? Watch the movie and uncover the mystery!

 

 

 

Edited November 26, 2017 by tweezers