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Subject: Contest for greatest story!!!!!
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Rules..: People keep posting stories about anything they want. I'll read all the stories and choose the best one. The winner gets the proudness of winning!!! So come up with something awesome. ( I,ll post the winner later on tonight)

  • 07.03.2004 2:12 PM PDT
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And why should you be qualified to judge anything literary?

  • 07.03.2004 2:15 PM PDT
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I write stories for a living... I think i know an interesting story from a bad one.

  • 07.03.2004 2:17 PM PDT
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Posted by: Otacon
I write stories for a living... I think i know an interesting story from a bad one.


Interesting.

What have you had published?

  • 07.03.2004 2:33 PM PDT
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Swedish: Det var en gång en gång, som var sandad
English: Once upon a time there was a path, which was sanded.

hmm.... Some things just lose their humor when you translate them

  • 07.03.2004 2:34 PM PDT
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Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful meadow, where deer, squirrels, field mice and chipmunks played, there was a large, very old, oak tree. But, this wasn't any large old oak tree, this one was a magic tree. It could grant wishes for all the animals who could grant a wish. But, as fate would have, humans came, bulldozed the tree and the meadow, and put in a mall.

The end.

  • 07.03.2004 3:43 PM PDT
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Posted by: Best Person Ever
Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful meadow, where deer, squirrels, field mice and chipmunks played, there was a large, very old, oak tree. But, this wasn't any large old oak tree, this one was a magic tree. It could grant wishes for all the animals who could grant a wish. But, as fate would have, humans came, bulldozed the tree and the meadow, and put in a mall.

The end.


Beautiful; now tell me what really happened to Bambi's mother

  • 07.03.2004 3:44 PM PDT
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Posted by: MakaVeli4LIfe1
Posted by: Best Person Ever
Once upon a time, in a small, beautiful meadow, where deer, squirrels, field mice and chipmunks played, there was a large, very old, oak tree. But, this wasn't any large old oak tree, this one was a magic tree. It could grant wishes for all the animals who could grant a wish. But, as fate would have, humans came, bulldozed the tree and the meadow, and put in a mall.

The end.


Beautiful; now tell me what really happened to Bambi's mother


One word: McDonald's

  • 07.03.2004 3:46 PM PDT
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Wait, my story wins, right?

  • 07.03.2004 3:55 PM PDT
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Once upon a time there was the end.

  • 07.03.2004 4:32 PM PDT
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Oh, yeah... um, I write Sci-fi novels... I can't post one here... takes up too many chars.

lol.

  • 07.03.2004 4:36 PM PDT
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Heres a crazy little story (and I know it sucks, so you don't have to tell me.)
Someone can continue it I guess.



In the year 2025, obiesity has become a rampent desiese, cultivated by fast food, and Highly immersive video games. but fortunately a company has developed a cure, a new technology allows people to mass produce bio- engineered bacteiria, specialy designed to eat away at body fat, and then die off a couple of days after digestion. The company made millions after the first few weeks. Three-quarters of the population of north america had taken the
bacteiria befor it mutated, and something went horribly wrong... The germs that were designed to die off had not done so, and had spread to the brain, slowly eating away the vital fat. The mutated bacteiria then attached itself to the hosts receptors, taking over all motor functions, but leaving the rest of the body to rot. These germs only had one goal... To spread.
Now it is up to one marine to save the world of the un-obiese. Oh yes, and don't forget his trusty cat meow-meow.

  • 07.03.2004 5:03 PM PDT
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Posted by: MoMo
Heres a crazy little story (and I know it sucks, so you don't have to tell me.)
Someone can continue it I guess.



In the year 2025, obiesity has become a rampent desiese, cultivated by fast food, and Highly immersive video games. but fortunately a company has developed a cure, a new technology allows people to mass produce bio- engineered bacteiria, specialy designed to eat away at body fat, and then die off a couple of days after digestion. The company made millions after the first few weeks. Three-quarters of the population of north america had taken the
bacteiria befor it mutated, and something went horribly wrong... The germs that were designed to die off had not done so, and had spread to the brain, slowly eating away the vital fat. The mutated bacteiria then attached itself to the hosts receptors, taking over all motor functions, but leaving the rest of the body to rot. These germs only had one goal... To spread.
Now it is up to one marine to save the world of the un-obiese. Oh yes, and don't forget his trusty cat meow-meow.


2 issues with that... (no offence, just jokes)

1. I don't like the Idea of Fat eating cells in my body that an't my own.

2. What the hell's with the cat?!?!

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2 issues with that... (no offence, just jokes)

1. I don't like the Idea of Fat eating cells in my body that an't my own.

2. What the hell's with the cat?!?!


1. Oh, well

2. Cat's are cool.

  • 07.03.2004 5:11 PM PDT
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there once was a grunt who got bit by a spider and became spider grunt

  • 07.03.2004 5:30 PM PDT
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Posted by: PsychoElite
there once was a grunt who got bit by a spider and became spider grunt


lol,

there was once a Spartan that was stung by a bee and... it hurt like hell!

  • 07.03.2004 5:35 PM PDT
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Huebert strode jauntily into the grocery store, with that same Metallica song on his lips. He stopped and turned 90 degrees to a unanimously decisive right turn and proceeded to the beer section.
As he was nearly to his precious liquid bread- he slipped on some meat that happened to be lying on the floor, and his feet shot up before him, colliding with a case of beer. That was being be held by a very rotund individual. This large individual stopped all movement and stared before him, as Huebert looked up at the fat man. In a sudden, jerking motion, the fat man turned to face Huebert. He dropped his beer, assumed squatting position, and grunted one thing that could only mean- You kicked my beer, now you die puny man.

Huebert narrowed his eyes in contest, and rose to his feet, jumping up like a cat. He pursed his lips and grunted in return.
The fat mans eyes suddenly grew twice their original size and he screamed, "AYEYAEYAEYAEYAYEAYEYAEYAEYAEYAYEAYEYAEYERYA!!" and lunged towards Huebert. Huebert stood strong before this onslaught. His veins burned withbloodlust, and this was the ultimate battle. His foe must die. Right here. Right now. In this here grocery store.


If thats any good I'll write the next part.

  • 07.03.2004 6:01 PM PDT
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Opening dialogue from a science fiction story in progress.

The Run

Lieutenant Woodland sat at the edge of a cliff, staring into the big blue sea that reflected the crystalline stars stars and the swirls of sapphire, indigo violet and red of the Lagoon Nebula. A young woman of twenty years of age aproached him sitting there lost in thought. She touched his shoulder, and held him in her arms.

"Nothing in this universe will ever come between us. I will die before that happens."
"Something already has."
"what?"
"An expedition. You don't understand Autumn. Humanity is depending on us to be on our side. It's my duty."
"I can't believe this! I was always there for you! I gave up everything to be with you."
'What is your downfall?"
"You are my down fall!"

Autumn stormed away from him. Tears poisoned her eyes with anger, and sadness. Lietenant Woodland chased her. For a moment, se couldn't look at him, but for some reason she had to. It wasn't his faut that the humans had to face their doom. He grabbed her hand. "Autumn, I must fight this war against the X Race. No matter how much I love you. Just promise me one thing, you'll wait for me. We'll get married, have a family, buy a house on the Bach Front in Neptune-7."

Autumn stared into his clear green eyes only to see laser beams coming toward them. She grabbed his pistol from his side clip , and shot at the alien life forms as they came toward them. More were coming after them. Lt. Woodland grabbed her hand as they toward the woods.


[Edited on 7/3/2004 7:48:46 PM]

  • 07.03.2004 6:16 PM PDT
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"Once upon a time... (insert story here) ... and they all lived happily ever after"
the end

  • 07.03.2004 6:20 PM PDT
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Once upon a time there was a little boy who wanted his mother to buy him some candy. He really wanted a snickers bar because he had never had one in his whole life! His mother told him "No", but would not elaborate. So he next day the boy came to the store again, with his own money to purchase the magical snickers bar. He paid for it and devoured it within a minute. He really enjoyed the chocolaty caramel taste. Unfortunately, it turned out he was allergic to peanuts, and died.

The moral of the story- Parents shouldn't keep secretes from their children. And, obey your parents. And, cravings can kill you. And, don't waste your money on candy. And, snickers are yummy.


[Edited on 7/3/2004 6:53:19 PM]

  • 07.03.2004 6:51 PM PDT

I'll be on my own side.

im eating a snickers right now

  • 07.03.2004 7:36 PM PDT
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You're lucky!

I want a snickers.

  • 07.03.2004 7:37 PM PDT

I'll be on my own side.

Beat this Ajentkay!!!! this is my story


December 25, 2552. About 50 dropships land on the beaches of Normandy and discharge marines and the remaining Spartans near a Covenant base. The Pelicans open up with their 70mm chin guns and rockets, taking out guard towers, turrets, and clusters of Covenant infantry and providing precious air support for the UNSC forces. The Spartans split up. Will and Linda stay outside to help the Marines, while the Master Chief and Fred flank the Covenant troops and infiltrate the Covenant base. The Covenant Shades begin to open fire on the humans, but the snipers and rocket jockeys take them out quickly. The soldiers begin to make their advance on the Covenant fortification, and this is where the casualties begin to start. Bullets and plasma bolts criss-cross the beach, and soon the sand is littered with bodies of marines and Covenant alike. Undaunted, the Marines continue their assault. Snipers take beads on hapless targets, the steady crack crack of their rifles echoing in the Covenant's ears before the 14mm APFSDS bullets snatch away their lives in a spray of alien brains and gore. Covenant troops are torn to pieces by frag grenades and shrapnel. Some Marines grab fallen SMGs to dual wield and start unloading. Warthogs run victims down and fire rockets at the Covenant. The Master Chief calls for vehicular backup, which comes in the form of about 25 Warthogs, and 12 Scorpion tanks by way of a UNSC cargo ship. The tanks begin to open up on the remaining guard towers. The Covenant's pathetic response to this assault is to send out a force of about 50 Ghosts. They are ripped to pieces in minutes by the sudden barrage of 90mm shells, 7.62mm bullets, SMG PDW ammo, 70mm slugs, 8 gauge Magnum buckshot, 14mm AP rounds, Jackhammer missiles, Pelican and Warthog rockets, and LAAG bullets that comes their way. Dogfights between the Pelicans, Banshees, and Phantoms rage in the air. The Banshees are taken out by LAAG gunners on the ground and the Pelicans’ chin guns, while the stronger Phantoms are destroyed by the Pelicans’ rocket pods and the Scorpion tanks. Meanwhile, the Master Chief and Fred are flanking the Covenant while they are distracted by the extremely powerful and successful UNSC assault on the beach .The Master Chief kills the Elite on guard duty at the front entrance with a powerful MJOLNIR-clad fist to the head, which causes the head to implode. They rush into the main Covenant bunker with SMGs blazing, shredding the Covenant in seconds. They continue to the lower levels, eliminating the opposition. They then proceed to rig the complex with satchels of C-7 foaming explosive and Fury-Tac nukes. The Spartans evacuate the complex and go to help with the battle outside. The Spartans join up with Will and Linda, and pick off the Gold Elites, who, until the Spartans came along, had been running the show, which causes the enemy's organization to fall apart. The Spartans then go on a rampage of death, starting at one end of the beach and charging through, murdering any Covenant troops unlucky enough to be in the way of their unstoppable onslaught. The Marines and vehicle gunners capitalize on the Covenant’s weakness and open fire all at once, emptying their clips, hammering the Covenant position with a hailstorm of bullets and explosive shells. The remaining Covenant forces are decimated in a matter of seconds. Any remaining Covenant troops cowering in the complex are flash-vaporized by the ensuing explosion. Mission Accomplished.

  • 07.03.2004 8:23 PM PDT

I'll be on my own side.

any criticism?? any compliments??

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