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TOPIC | [RoR] Tales from the Wyrmwound OVER
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A skydancer emerges from the dark, unblinking. After a moment, you realize that he has no eyes. A single, painted one stares at you, not real nor connected to the being before you. He has yet to move. The candles that float beside him flicker once, twice, then still completely. The shadows they cast seem to elongate in the silence while the flames themselves are unmoving, as if whatever shapes they highlight still yearn to stretch.

“Who are you?” he asks, voice barely above a raspy whisper. You’ve forgotten how to speak and cannot answer.

What are you?” he asks again and the single change makes you look down at yourself, to see whatever it is that he is seeing before you remember that he cannot see. How does he know that you are not of his kind?

“Have you come to tell me your tale?” he asks after you do not respond. You nod.

“Good,” he says. “There is no way out otherwise.”

How did he see you nod?

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Note: Not every judge will judge in every category.
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  • You may write in any "style" you wish. We simply ask that it have a narrative of any sort. Stories, poems, even "found footage" (journals, letters, etc.) are all accepted.
  • You may write on any subject matter, FR related or not.
  • Keep the contents of the story within Flight Rising Code of Conduct and Rules and Guidelines.
  • You may write these stories on FR, or a shareable website, ie Google Docs if it is easier for you.
  • You will remain fully anonymous when being graded; the judges will not know who submitted what.
  • You may submit one piece of writing per prompt.
  • You may not edit your piece once you have submitted it. What you submit is what will be judged.
  • If you want to discuss submitted pieces, general ideas, or ask questions, please go to the Discussion Thread. This thread is ONLY FOR SUBMITTED PIECES.
  • This event will run from October 1st to October 28th, ending on October 28th, 23:59 FR time. No pieces will be accepted past this date.

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[b]Username:[/b] [b]Category:[/b] [b]Word Count:[/b] [b]Title:[/b] [b]Writing/Link to Writing:[/b] [b]Would you be comfortable with people discussing your writing in the [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2289566]discussion thread[/url]?[/b]: Y/N

Reminder Pinglist wrote:
@/bowserslave @/PuffyRuffy
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[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjQwLjAwMDAwMC5VSEp2YlhCMGN3LCwuMQAAAA,,/daneehand-demo.regular.png[/img][/center] [i]The things that go bump in the night, that keep us staring hesitantly into the darkness, that screech when they are seen. Used as metaphors for true horrors or perhaps simply for a scare, [b]monsters[/b] are everywhere in horror. Give us your best monster story, perhaps of a thing that is always at the corner of our minds or has sunk deep into the dark abyss of the human psyche, just waiting to be unleashed.[/i] [b]Fundamentals for a [u]Monster story[/u][/b] [list] [*]A story [i]centered[/i] around a creature. [*]While it does not have to be named/described in-depth, it should motivate the plot to some degree. [*]Famous monsters include: [list] [*]Grendel from [i]Beowulf[/i] [*]Cyclops from [i]The Odyssey[/i] by Homer [/list] [/list] [img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/f0ac76688d21a8f55bbd89718157abb5/tumblr_ovj5laiuj41snhoubo1_540.png[/img] [i]You cannot seem to find the prompt. They seem to be words strung together to form sentences. You wonder if the author of them is alright. Did they laugh when they wrote these? There is a prompt now. You read it again and remember the words from before. [b]Gothic[/b], it tells you. You thought you had seen it before. You have not. The author is laughing now. Where are they?[/i] [b]Fundamentals for a [u]Gothic[/u] story[/b] [list] [*]Gothic tends to be heavily symbolic, even dreamlike at times, with an emphasis on death and the melancholy. [*]It tends to play on both the thrill and fear of the unknown. [*]Famous works include: [list] [*]Anything by Edgar Allen Poe [*][i]Frankenstein[/i] by Mary Shelley [*][i]Dracula[/i] by Bram Stoker [/list][/list] [img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/f0ac76688d21a8f55bbd89718157abb5/tumblr_ovj5laiuj41snhoubo1_540.png[/img] [i]Can you hear it creeping behind you? Can you feel it lurking around you? The tension heightens. The questions linger. [b]Thrillers[/b] give us just enough to stay enticed, edging ever closer to see what [i]it[/i] is. We linger and hunker down, waiting for the answer to the hovering question.[/i] [b]Fundamentals for a [u]Thriller[/u][/b] [list] [*]There is usually a "cover-up", or critical plot-point that is not explicitly known to the audience that builds up the tension. [*]A thriller is usually villain driven; a whodunit plot is most common. [*]Thrillers rely on evoking emotions of suspense, excitement, surprise, anticipation and anxiety. [*]Great authors include Thomas Harris and Michael Crichton. Alfred Hitchcock made many thriller movies as well. [/list] [img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/f0ac76688d21a8f55bbd89718157abb5/tumblr_ovj5laiuj41snhoubo1_540.png[/img] [i]Have an idea you are dying to share that is not listed here? Feel free to write and share it with us anyways![/i] [b]Fundamentals for a [u]General [/u]horror story[/b] [list] [*]Please ensure that it really doesn't fall into any of the categories above. [*]If you have something you are uncertain of, you can submit it here. [/list] [img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/f0ac76688d21a8f55bbd89718157abb5/tumblr_ovj5laiuj41snhoubo1_540.png[/img] [i]A single word can make a story. A few strung together can tell a tale. A frightening moment could be just that; a single moment. Submit a one-line story to be judged and perhaps something will come of it.[/i] [b]Fundamentals for a [u]one-liner[/u].[/b] [list] [*]A sentence or two at max. [*]The sentence should not have more than around 30 to 40 words in it. [/list]
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The things that go bump in the night, that keep us staring hesitantly into the darkness, that screech when they are seen. Used as metaphors for true horrors or perhaps simply for a scare, monsters are everywhere in horror. Give us your best monster story, perhaps of a thing that is always at the corner of our minds or has sunk deep into the dark abyss of the human psyche, just waiting to be unleashed.

Fundamentals for a Monster story
  • A story centered around a creature.
  • While it does not have to be named/described in-depth, it should motivate the plot to some degree.
  • Famous monsters include:
    • Grendel from Beowulf
    • Cyclops from The Odyssey by Homer

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You cannot seem to find the prompt. They seem to be words strung together to form sentences. You wonder if the author of them is alright. Did they laugh when they wrote these? There is a prompt now. You read it again and remember the words from before. Gothic, it tells you. You thought you had seen it before. You have not. The author is laughing now. Where are they?

Fundamentals for a Gothic story
  • Gothic tends to be heavily symbolic, even dreamlike at times, with an emphasis on death and the melancholy.
  • It tends to play on both the thrill and fear of the unknown.
  • Famous works include:
    • Anything by Edgar Allen Poe
    • Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
    • Dracula by Bram Stoker

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Can you hear it creeping behind you? Can you feel it lurking around you? The tension heightens. The questions linger. Thrillers give us just enough to stay enticed, edging ever closer to see what it is. We linger and hunker down, waiting for the answer to the hovering question.

Fundamentals for a Thriller
  • There is usually a "cover-up", or critical plot-point that is not explicitly known to the audience that builds up the tension.
  • A thriller is usually villain driven; a whodunit plot is most common.
  • Thrillers rely on evoking emotions of suspense, excitement, surprise, anticipation and anxiety.
  • Great authors include Thomas Harris and Michael Crichton. Alfred Hitchcock made many thriller movies as well.

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Have an idea you are dying to share that is not listed here? Feel free to write and share it with us anyways!

Fundamentals for a General horror story
  • Please ensure that it really doesn't fall into any of the categories above.
  • If you have something you are uncertain of, you can submit it here.

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A single word can make a story. A few strung together can tell a tale. A frightening moment could be just that; a single moment. Submit a one-line story to be judged and perhaps something will come of it.

Fundamentals for a one-liner.
  • A sentence or two at max.
  • The sentence should not have more than around 30 to 40 words in it.
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[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjQwLjAwMDAwMC5WR2hoYm10ei4xAAAAAAAA/daneehand-demo.regular.png[/img][/center] Thank you everyone who has volunteered as a judge for this competition! @CanisMajoris @3idolon @minty @RandomShmoe @Hkomygf @SweetEkk0 @Draxia @Regenwasserherz @DomiDazed @BlackandTan Special thanks to @3idolon, @Regenwasserherz, @Hkomygf, @SweetEkk0, @Zhombi, and @minty for donating prizes for this! [center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjQwLjAwMDAwMC5UR2x1YTNNLC4x/daneehand-demo.regular.png[/img][/center] [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/frd/2288548#post_2288548][img]https://image.ibb.co/bvfcJk/Sig_2.png[/img][/url]
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Thank you everyone who has volunteered as a judge for this competition!
@CanisMajoris @3idolon @minty @RandomShmoe @Hkomygf @SweetEkk0 @Draxia @Regenwasserherz @DomiDazed @BlackandTan

Special thanks to @3idolon, @Regenwasserherz, @Hkomygf, @SweetEkk0, @Zhombi, and @minty for donating prizes for this!

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Username: Saraceaser
Category: One-Liners
Word Count: 31
Title: Wavering Light
Writing/Link to Writing:

The candle waivered in its dying light, the wind howling in that horrifying, terrible moment; in a flicker of light and abyss, a single, sickening 'drip' resounded, and the screaming began.

Would you be comfortable with people discussing your writing in the Discussion Thread? sure, why not? :3


(I hope this is alright? ^^;;)
Username: Saraceaser
Category: One-Liners
Word Count: 31
Title: Wavering Light
Writing/Link to Writing:

The candle waivered in its dying light, the wind howling in that horrifying, terrible moment; in a flicker of light and abyss, a single, sickening 'drip' resounded, and the screaming began.

Would you be comfortable with people discussing your writing in the Discussion Thread? sure, why not? :3


(I hope this is alright? ^^;;)
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Username: Marut
Category: One-Liners
Word Count: 42
Title: Pop
Writing:
Round and round the mulberry bush, the monkey chased the weasel.
The laughter slowly died as the music box continued.
The monkey thought 'twas all in fun until
Silence sank into the bloody, frozen room. Only the box played on.
Goes the Weasel.

I don't mind this being discussed.
Username: Marut
Category: One-Liners
Word Count: 42
Title: Pop
Writing:
Round and round the mulberry bush, the monkey chased the weasel.
The laughter slowly died as the music box continued.
The monkey thought 'twas all in fun until
Silence sank into the bloody, frozen room. Only the box played on.
Goes the Weasel.

I don't mind this being discussed.
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Username: Marut
Category: Gothic
Word Count:640
Title: Time of Efila
Writing/Link to Writing: See Below
Would you be comfortable with people discussing your writing in the discussion thread?: Y
Most stories seem to start with time. Once upon, a year ago, in the future. But his watch cracked three hours ago. The hourglass went two minutes after, when the last rubies dropped. He walks down a path, one he’s been traveling on for a month, three days, nine hours, forty two seconds, and ten moments. He cannot see this path, nor where it ends or begins. But it is finally approaching a set of wrought glass gates. Fractures cross the fragile roses forming thorns across the petals, and rusted, blackened stains cover any beauty that once existed. Still, their former haughtiness remains, as the gates intimidatingly creak open to reveal a smiling, finely dressed young man. He doesn’t notice, but keeps walking, past the too-wide smile, through the trees with fruit singing oddly tinny nursery rhymes. Several jump off the trees, splattering onto the ground in lurid patterns of juice and intestines. One of the few survivors, singing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star, darts in front of him and holds out a stubby pair of arms. What it wants is clear. He steps on it, slowly grinding it into the ground in a stain of sickly green. A strange mist creeps in, tinting the world sepia blood. The young man smiles, walking behind him, stepping in the juices of the fruits calmly, ensuring no survival. He advances towards the end of the path. A timer starts to buzz;buzz;buzz in his coat pocket. He slowly pulls it out, but as he keeps walking, the phone crumbles to reddened dust, and blows back into the fruit grove, to fertilize the infant souls.
As he keeps walking, on a path he can never see, the path comes to a bridge. No glass here, simple wood, stone and steel created this. Underneath flows a dark river, it’s exact color undeterminable. He steps onto the bridge, crossing with the same measured, mechanical pace as always, except perhaps a bit faster now. Without railings, he walks down the very center, even when he can no longer see either shore. The miasma grows thicker, and gains a slight chill. Absentmindedly, he draws a match from the coat, and lights it on something only he can see. A moment’s warmth, but it burns down to his fingers just as swiftly. Muttering, he tosses it behind him. A smile gleaming through the miasma watches as the match falls and the bridge ignites. He doesn’t notice, but rather trudges on, as the fog thickens and he shoves his hands in his pockets for warmth. The other side is in sight. Quietly, a pocketwatch he never knew he had ticks its last, silently winding down. Its gears freeze quickly.
He soldiers on, as the dusk closes in. Shadows slowly approach from the gathering darkness. As he nears, the statues come slowly into view. Beautifully carved, but some are overgrown, others are weatherstained, and only a few still shine in full glory. Yet, beautiful is perhaps not the proper word. To his right stands a stone tree, with hangman’s knots blooming. Behind it hides a martyr with still burning flesh. Lovingly carved torture instruments dot the landscape, and directly to his left, a copper set of telephone wires, complete with electrocuted bones, hang silently from their posts. Even with all manner of deaths around him, he continues on. He never looks up from his path, and continually mutters. The young man, grin somehow widening, follows a bit faster. He, if he could see it, has finally reached where the manor lies-or where it should lie. Instead, through the murk and shadows, he can not see the chasm lit from below where a mansion should be. Suddenly, as though it just occurred to him, he reaches into the depths of his coat one final time. All he pulls out are bloodied fingers and glass shards, the final hourglass. Though he cannot see, his path begins to slope down. He keeps walking. It began long ago. It ends now.
Username: Marut
Category: Gothic
Word Count:640
Title: Time of Efila
Writing/Link to Writing: See Below
Would you be comfortable with people discussing your writing in the discussion thread?: Y
Most stories seem to start with time. Once upon, a year ago, in the future. But his watch cracked three hours ago. The hourglass went two minutes after, when the last rubies dropped. He walks down a path, one he’s been traveling on for a month, three days, nine hours, forty two seconds, and ten moments. He cannot see this path, nor where it ends or begins. But it is finally approaching a set of wrought glass gates. Fractures cross the fragile roses forming thorns across the petals, and rusted, blackened stains cover any beauty that once existed. Still, their former haughtiness remains, as the gates intimidatingly creak open to reveal a smiling, finely dressed young man. He doesn’t notice, but keeps walking, past the too-wide smile, through the trees with fruit singing oddly tinny nursery rhymes. Several jump off the trees, splattering onto the ground in lurid patterns of juice and intestines. One of the few survivors, singing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star, darts in front of him and holds out a stubby pair of arms. What it wants is clear. He steps on it, slowly grinding it into the ground in a stain of sickly green. A strange mist creeps in, tinting the world sepia blood. The young man smiles, walking behind him, stepping in the juices of the fruits calmly, ensuring no survival. He advances towards the end of the path. A timer starts to buzz;buzz;buzz in his coat pocket. He slowly pulls it out, but as he keeps walking, the phone crumbles to reddened dust, and blows back into the fruit grove, to fertilize the infant souls.
As he keeps walking, on a path he can never see, the path comes to a bridge. No glass here, simple wood, stone and steel created this. Underneath flows a dark river, it’s exact color undeterminable. He steps onto the bridge, crossing with the same measured, mechanical pace as always, except perhaps a bit faster now. Without railings, he walks down the very center, even when he can no longer see either shore. The miasma grows thicker, and gains a slight chill. Absentmindedly, he draws a match from the coat, and lights it on something only he can see. A moment’s warmth, but it burns down to his fingers just as swiftly. Muttering, he tosses it behind him. A smile gleaming through the miasma watches as the match falls and the bridge ignites. He doesn’t notice, but rather trudges on, as the fog thickens and he shoves his hands in his pockets for warmth. The other side is in sight. Quietly, a pocketwatch he never knew he had ticks its last, silently winding down. Its gears freeze quickly.
He soldiers on, as the dusk closes in. Shadows slowly approach from the gathering darkness. As he nears, the statues come slowly into view. Beautifully carved, but some are overgrown, others are weatherstained, and only a few still shine in full glory. Yet, beautiful is perhaps not the proper word. To his right stands a stone tree, with hangman’s knots blooming. Behind it hides a martyr with still burning flesh. Lovingly carved torture instruments dot the landscape, and directly to his left, a copper set of telephone wires, complete with electrocuted bones, hang silently from their posts. Even with all manner of deaths around him, he continues on. He never looks up from his path, and continually mutters. The young man, grin somehow widening, follows a bit faster. He, if he could see it, has finally reached where the manor lies-or where it should lie. Instead, through the murk and shadows, he can not see the chasm lit from below where a mansion should be. Suddenly, as though it just occurred to him, he reaches into the depths of his coat one final time. All he pulls out are bloodied fingers and glass shards, the final hourglass. Though he cannot see, his path begins to slope down. He keeps walking. It began long ago. It ends now.
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Username: CloverGaming
Category: One-Liners
Word Count: 34
Title: From Hollow Smiles...
Writing/Link to Writing:

Their eyes follow you from the walls, smiling, laughing, they're mocking you. It pierces your skull, you close your eyes to hide from their masked faces, but they're still there... smiling, and laugh...

laugh...

laughing.



Would you be comfortable with people discussing your writing in the discussion thread?: Yes! Constructive criticism is always welcome c:
Username: CloverGaming
Category: One-Liners
Word Count: 34
Title: From Hollow Smiles...
Writing/Link to Writing:

Their eyes follow you from the walls, smiling, laughing, they're mocking you. It pierces your skull, you close your eyes to hide from their masked faces, but they're still there... smiling, and laugh...

laugh...

laughing.



Would you be comfortable with people discussing your writing in the discussion thread?: Yes! Constructive criticism is always welcome c:
(Previously CloverGaming)
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