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Write a 500 word story!
:'( noo my bane: SPELLINGwill do maybe later kk?
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(^^ thanks..whats the dead line?)
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(oh kk XD!!! )
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(pfft maybe)
(pfft : type of laugh i guess?)
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(cause pfft is diff.!! its like... pfft... say pfft... and you sees what type tis is)
((PFT, i'm snorting at the two of you, happy?))
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:O!!!!! (imma goona vin dis ting... after i attempt my geo project *sigh* i dont wanna learn bout refugees!!)
Amber-riser of the Phoenix from the Ashes wrote: "((Who does!!))"((Not me!!))
ᑕᗢᗝᒪḰᓮᖙᖇᗢჯ123 wrote: ":O!!!!! (imma goona vin dis ting... after i attempt my geo project *sigh* i dont wanna learn bout refugees!!)"((And you are never going to win against a grammar expert like me Cool~ Prepare to meet your greatest rival yet >:o))
(nuuu indid good in naplan for grammer but i sucked at spelling...spelling...horilrid)
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((And you are never going to win against a grammar expert like ..."
(HAHA! LOL! :D))
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((Not me!!))"
((Agreed!!))
ᑕᗢᗝᒪḰᓮᖙᖇᗢჯ123 wrote: "(nuuu indid good in naplan for grammer but i sucked at spelling...spelling...horilrid)"((Cool, spelling and punctuation are all apart of grammar. [which means technically you suck at grammar too unfortunately] is your English not good because you are Australian or is it you were just never good at spelling?))
honey sempai
((YES HONEY IS AWESOME!!! BOW DOWN TO HIM. ENTER THEN HIS COURTS WITH CAKE!!!))
(honey+L from death note= cake lovwing obsessiin club]
((Yup. Cake or death? I didn't even need to consider past the word 'cake'.))
Chessboard-Champagne bottle-A penguin-Postcard-UmbrellaI was playing chess when it started. Nothing seemed awry, but I realised it would be but a short calm in the storm of my life. Fredonius Gru, my penguin companion, began squawking. He jumped, systematically routing my chess army and demolishing the table upon with my chessboard sat languidly. Falling, disturbed from its rest underneath my gaming board, a postcard floated gently downwards. Fredonius caught it, and brought it to me.
It was blank. But it was enough, I recognised the place. I gathered my equipment, a long dark cloak and headed from my abode. It rained heavily as I headed out, striding purposefully forwards so that my penguin had trouble to keep up. I strode forwards, not fazed by the rain, nor the mysterious nature of his outing.
In minutes I had arrived, and he instantly saw who I was looking for. A tall man, in a black suit and clichéd tie, holding an umbrella. I walked over quickly; then jumped high into the end, throwing down a silvered glove.
The challenge issued, the battle commenced. The world became vivid and focussed as the man looked up. He cast aside his umbrella, and casually smashed open a bottle of champagne, draining the contents before throwing it fiercely at me. I spin in the air, observing it flow past me and see the broken bottle move harmlessly away. I responded elegantly, holding his hands out and watching as my naginata glaive appeared in them. Then I swooped down with the speed of an eagle, and struck as the lion. My naginata cleaved through the man’s flesh. That flesh melted, and ran up the length of my weapon. I dropped it, to avoid his poisonous flesh, and he reformed a metre away from me. He charged at me; only to be intercepted by my faithful pet. Fredonius slid under his feet, tripping him, and I ran forwards to press the advantage. A shining wazikashi blade appeared in my hands as I willed it, and I leap towards him. In seconds my blade is at his throat. I do not hesitate and decapitate him.
The battle fades, as does my surroundings. The man is unharmed, and approaches me; by the rules of our duel he is bound to tell me anything I desire. I begin: “Who are you?” A simple question, oft overlooked in times such as these, and vital. “I am no-one” he replies. He cannot lie. He believes every word he says. “Why are you here?” Another simple question. This one has an answer though. “To find you. I was meant to kill you.” He answered two questions; this clearly means he is not fond of questionings. I shall not keep him long. “Who sent you?” My final question. As simple as the rest, yet far more important. “No-one sent me.” He said, confidently. I turn away, “Who are you?” He gasps at me. I turn my head and reply. “I am no-one.”
A dark and ghastly storm raged and howled in the endless night as two crooks continued their game on a chessboard, a mental battle yet to be won. "The Bat sure took a whopping out of you this time, Two Face." Penguin smirked and made his next move.
"Can it, Pengy, before I send my minions to destroy your latest creation." Two Face growled.
"You wouldn't!!" Penguin squealed in rage and subtly patted his robotic penguin under the table.
"That's what I thought: now how about a drink? It's getting too dry in here."
Two Face passed the champagne to Penguin and he effectively gulped down the whole bottle in maximum time only for Poison Ivy to step in the room and covertly lay something down on the table.
Both turned to her, surprised by her sudden appearance.
"It's from our favorite Bat." She smiled warmly and strutted right back out the room.
Penguin picked up the apparent post card that had a picture of a high leveled security prison on it that said, "ENJOY THE REST OF YOUR DAYS IN PRISON!"
On cue, bright lights shot on from outside and someone yelled, "Surrender villains, it's the police...!"
Both of them stared at each other, dumbfounded.
((Really, I believe the Bat would most likely leave the card blank. But it's a good enough challenge. We'll see who wins.))
Joe wrote: "((Really, I believe the Bat would most likely leave the card blank. But it's a good enough challenge. We'll see who wins.))"((maybe the Bat never wrote it ;))
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(*sigh* i think ill attempt this tomorrow or soemthing)
((Hasn't even used half of the word limit, could this be a fatal mistake?!))
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((Probs not. I'm kind of trying to multitask goodreads with anime, so I may be sporadic in answering))
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You must write a 500-700 word story, using these kind of items and make them all mesh into the story.
-Chessboard
-Champagne bottle
-A penguin
-Postcard
-Umbrella
If you win, you get a special prize and no, I'm not telling you! Make sure the spelling and the grammar is correct. It doesn't matter what genre it is in. Have fun!
Oh and the comp will start now to the end of next month.