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Only those 18 years of age or older can have the password. You must PM any Forum Leader Mentor, Administrator, or Forum...

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I do not own Magic: The Gathering or any of the names which are property there of. I wrote this to express my love for that particular game not to harm it in anyway.
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i dont usually post any of my sstuff here for any reasons what so ever, but i figure this time what the hell. I wrote this in my creative writing class when i was a sophemore in Highschool, we had 90 minutes to bang out a story, and i figured sinc eit was Prom time what better to write about than...

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“What do you mean you’re going away? Going away like for a weekend trip to your aunt’s house to roast s’mores and jerk off your family dog?” I yelled impatiently.
“No, its more like I’m going away for good, see I joined the peace corps, I’m going to help people in Dik Sum Gai, as a member of the...

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i'm looking into the venture, and would not be suprised if others posting here are too, we do have some talent.

so one who is wiser and educated in such matters offered this advice when i inquired.



thank you shadowborn...

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August 18th, 2004


Upon entering the block I was assigned to, I could hear the distinct sound of Sally's (not her name) voice incoherently echoing off the walls.

Sally's 17 and mentally retarded. Some people with MR are so mild that you can't tell until they begin to speak, but she's got the...

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Shimmering, plastic candy wrappers play around in the wind, memories of innocent, indifferent interaction, that took place here, not very long ago. Fresh scars, scarlet, painted on aging ashen walls, crumbling. Streets, empty, smile their way around sordid flashbacks scrawled on broken doors and...

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Prologue

The night air was cool, brisk winds found thier way into the inner lining of his trenchcoat and sent a chill down his spine. He knew he had to get off the streets but he had to meet his contact at Charlies Bar and get the weaponry he was going to need to shut down the alien plant. The...

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Because I think that they're fun, I have begun a new Neverending Story. Feel free to join in and create new characters and additions. I have created a wide world with this opening, and have purposely left a lot more open for everyone else's admissions.

All the usual rules apply, I would say, so...

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This is the NeverEnding Story Help thread. Here you can talk about other people’s posts, ask questions to the authors of those posts, and hopefully the authors will also talk about their posts.

Be creative and have fun.

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ah, what the hell. I know I'm new, but I love this story. I love sharing it. It was based on a nightmare I once had. Unfortunately I didn't have the skill to describe the scariest part of the dream (when it turned out that one of my teachers was a succubus and I was stuck in a room with her), but...

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This is a fic I've been working on, and since my normal forum is a Star Wars one, I don't think they've been appreciating it enough. I hope you all enjoy it.

I



He was Lord Matthew Jonathan Isaac Portsmouth. While he still had to wait a few years for the title to become official – at 50...

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Creating a world

He'd been bored, for eons he had traversed the skies, nothing thrilled him anymore. He'd seen worlds and things that were unbelievable, but it was always the same. No one acknowledged him, he was simply not important to them anymore. He remembered when the creatures were just...

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sometimes im screaming and no one hears
sometimes the earth is screaming and i cant hear or even bear it.
right now im stuck in a large barrel and no one wants to help me out. this is not a cry for help
dont get me wrong, some encouraging words would be nice but i get non
i feel like im doing it on...

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So, just a preamble...this is part of a project I did for a class, an attempt to write in the style of another author. I chose Haruki Murakami, a Japanese author who is a big fan of Raymond Carver. The story is obviously incomplete, but before I complete it I wanted a little feedback from the...

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" Lottery Ticket "
By kid mercury

I did everything they told me to.

I worked out: I hit the gym, I pumped iron. I even ate protein supplements. "Gimme the best stuff you got," I said to the young, muscle-bound boy working at the nutrition store. He handed me a large box, packed with some grainy...

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IVD Presents
Noodles Ramen

IN

Fire Dance



Seattle:2035 A.D.

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These came from the annual "Dark and Stormy Night" competition. Actual
analogies and metaphors found in high school essays:

1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently
compressed by a Thigh Master.

2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and...

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let me know what you all think plz my first reall attempt at a decent story be brutal ^_^;;

Branded
Silent Soul
Episode 1 - Introduction



"A world filled with sound. A music with countless notes and songs that has a thousand words with immeasurable meanings. It is a world of voices, from a...

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*shrug* just thought we needed somewhere to throw up comments nad suggestions so taht they don't get put in the middle of a story chapter..or inthe middle of a climax, ya know?? anyways! if you have a comment for a story ro a suggestion for it, put it here *if you think this is a good idea*

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have a story that's a little bit more wicked?

we have a place for that too, but you will have to be eighteen or older.

http://darkforum.com/forumdisplay.php?f=99

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This is the short story I tried to write for my Creative Writing class. This is the first story I have ever written because normally I can't focus for 10 pages (which did prove difficult) and because I simply suck at fiction. Yea well whatever, This post is for you Chad.

The Lady and Lord

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The sand was dense, thick and still warmly damp from the setting sun. She closed her eyes, envisioning what it would feel like, to bury her toes into the gritty sand, she could see a billow of smoke lighten the dusky sky, shadows began to creep into being as the sun set in the west.

She struggled...

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Chapter 1 – Death of Arthur Bevan
“Father” Brianna Bevan’s voice sounded deafening in the poorly lit corridor. She struggled blindly through the gloom her hands tracing over slime-drenched walls. She felt vermin crawling hungrily over her bare feet. She let out a small scream, which echoed down...

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just one reply, as compact and vivid as you can be...

it was a dark, stormy night; coyotes howled in the distance. billowing clouds thundered loudly, concealing the dusky autumn sky...

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The soft awakening of his senses reveals a burning sensation on his eyes. With cold, dry hands he rubs at the covering of his eye. A light groan as he sits himself up continuing the struggle, between rest and wake. A roll off the bed and steps over various things brought him to the bathroom. With...

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well no shit....

check out this article http://www.citizen-times.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20050218/LIVING05/502180302/1030

but....how many of us here drink....excessively?

i know i do....i prefer to have a glass of whiskey while i'm writing....it helps get the juices...