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CloseAnd boy is makerscore worth it. I just want some to brag.
Also, slightly more related:
Who got my stuff? Or is it a surprise?
Also, slightly more related:
Who got my stuff? Or is it a surprise?
It's a surprise. In a lot of cases, seeing as some people got more than two characters in their initial content, characters are used by more than one person. The same goes for all other previous CLOSAT content. Especially in the case of Challenges~
Needless to say, I'll post a list of who had what at the end.
Needless to say, I'll post a list of who had what at the end.
This was a really tight one! Thanks to Liberty for giving me a few pointers. Anyway, my qualifications are were as follows:
Characters:
Hong Antosh
The secluded duke with dark brown hair and brown eyes; Age: 20
The son of a prominent family, he's been living in a cabin in the woods in Russia for some reason. His parents named him Hong because of the geese that lived in the area. Hong likes ants, eating fried chicken, and carving ice sculptures that look like wombats.
Nolan Mclaird
A lone ranger with green eyes and a brown cloak.
Nolan’s search for his soul animal has brought him almost at one with nature. He has high affinity with animals, and can call upon them for help. His accuracy with a bow is also unrivaled. He is always exploring the wilderness alone, searching…
*Alejandra Weimar
Vixen in stilettos, will walk on anyone to win.
Her past is riddled. Some rumours surround her love life in the inner rings of a crime world. It would explain all the problems that follow her around and the cold way she treats men.
*Myles Eli (M)
Blonde hair, odd insignia medallion, modern clothes (t-shirt, jeans).
Obtained his father's medallion at the age of 9 when his father died. His mother, died shortly after. Now, he pushes away all who try to get close to him.
Location:
Giant Frog's Pond
A small, peaceful pond located in a clearing of a large forest. Lily pads freely bloom on the clear, still water. It's said that deep within the pond sleeps a giant frog, who acts as a guardian of the area. This rumour is supported by an old monolith near the pond that depicts a frog, although it's so old nobody really knows anything about it. Some people have taken to leaving small offerings at the monolith, and those who do claim to have not been bothered by a buzzing fly ever since.
Objects:
Fancy Foofoo(tm) Your fantastic friend(tm)
The Fancy Foofoo series of soft toys were produced in limited numbers by the Plush co Toy company in the mid 80's. Part of a series of soft toy dogs, Fancy Foofoo was a pink French poodle, complete with a cute little beret and stripy jersey. Despite initial sales being good, the series disappeared when Plush co toys went bankrupt in 1995. This particular one has an unexpected extra.
*Detachable Doorknob of Magicians
A doorknob which, as the name suggests, can be detached and reattached to a door (knob less or otherwise) at any time and be used to open any door under most circumstances. Makes a satisfying click when detached. No one knows why, but it mysteriously fails to work on wooden doors.
Situation:
Waking up at noon on a bed of broken glass in England.
Actions:
I got a Chris Angel MindFreak Magic Kit for my birthday!
*Writing on wet concrete.
Theme:
Betrayal - Is friendship worth the risk of being hurt?
Side note: Items with an asterisk beside them are part of the Challenge I was presented with.
Other Challenge Limits:
The story must be told in exactly 516 words
At least two of the below:
*You cannot use the letter 's' at all
*You must write in second person or past tense
*One character must talk with an exaggerated accent
*You may only use dialogue
*You must fit in as many cameos as you can
Now, the story:
You awoke to the sound of a clock striking twelve, Big Ben looming on the horizon. You then realized that you lied on broken glass, your body bleeding. Uncertain of anything, you attempted to recall how you came to your current predicament...
The place? Giant Frog's Pond. She stared at the frog statue, unwilling to believe the myths surrounding it. You were about to make you move, but she noticed you first. The things you must have offered! A Fancy Foofoo? A Detachable Doorknob? Nothing was out of your reach! She quirked an eyebrow, then told you that she received a Chris Angel MindFreak Magic Kit for her birthday. She revealed an outrageously French accent with a tinge of sultry. As if you were not smitten before, you made a few more offers.
She seemed amused. You thought yourself successful in catching the finest fox this side of London. If the scene couldn't become any more ridiculous, she then asked, in her own way, if there was some wet cement she could write on. Anything to please the lady!
You visited a nearby bar that had a bit of sidewalk that was being revamped. You proudly showed her the cement. She stared at it, then scrawled some words that were in a language foreign to you. You asked her the meaning behind the words, but she did not respond. Instead, she twisted herself around, and managed to dodge an arrow in the nick of time. You turned, angered that anyone would want to harm her. You saw a lone man with green eyes in a brown cloak, hunched over with a bow in hand. Not thinking, you rushed toward the man. The assassin couldn't reload fast enough. Within moments, he was beaten, bruised, and unconscious.
At some point, you realized that such an act of bravery should result with a kiss from the lady. You turned towards your date, expectant. She dusted herself off, and gave you a blank stare. Perhaps she was dumbfounded by the whole situation? Perhaps. You decided to bring her inside the bar. Perhaps you could still make a decent night out of this? She outright refused the offer. You told her not to worry, you'll be her bodyguard for the night. She considered, then said that you could escort her to meet a person of interest. Of course, you agreed emphatically.
The young man that you met proudly wore a medallion with an odd insignia. A family heirloom, probably. Upon seeing the woman, he tried to escape. Then came the gun fire. The youngster fell over from the hit, but he was determined. He tried crawling away. It was no use. She went to him, then took his medallion. She spoke a few words to him about his stubbornness in relinquishing the item. Her voice was now colder than ice, and had a menacing, calculating tone to it. Feeling angry and used, you charged for the woman.
As you returned from your reminisce, you noticed her looking at you, then the gun trained at you. Clearly, you had outlived your usefulness.
Characters:
Hong Antosh
The secluded duke with dark brown hair and brown eyes; Age: 20
The son of a prominent family, he's been living in a cabin in the woods in Russia for some reason. His parents named him Hong because of the geese that lived in the area. Hong likes ants, eating fried chicken, and carving ice sculptures that look like wombats.
Nolan Mclaird
A lone ranger with green eyes and a brown cloak.
Nolan’s search for his soul animal has brought him almost at one with nature. He has high affinity with animals, and can call upon them for help. His accuracy with a bow is also unrivaled. He is always exploring the wilderness alone, searching…
*Alejandra Weimar
Vixen in stilettos, will walk on anyone to win.
Her past is riddled. Some rumours surround her love life in the inner rings of a crime world. It would explain all the problems that follow her around and the cold way she treats men.
*Myles Eli (M)
Blonde hair, odd insignia medallion, modern clothes (t-shirt, jeans).
Obtained his father's medallion at the age of 9 when his father died. His mother, died shortly after. Now, he pushes away all who try to get close to him.
Location:
Giant Frog's Pond
A small, peaceful pond located in a clearing of a large forest. Lily pads freely bloom on the clear, still water. It's said that deep within the pond sleeps a giant frog, who acts as a guardian of the area. This rumour is supported by an old monolith near the pond that depicts a frog, although it's so old nobody really knows anything about it. Some people have taken to leaving small offerings at the monolith, and those who do claim to have not been bothered by a buzzing fly ever since.
Objects:
Fancy Foofoo(tm) Your fantastic friend(tm)
The Fancy Foofoo series of soft toys were produced in limited numbers by the Plush co Toy company in the mid 80's. Part of a series of soft toy dogs, Fancy Foofoo was a pink French poodle, complete with a cute little beret and stripy jersey. Despite initial sales being good, the series disappeared when Plush co toys went bankrupt in 1995. This particular one has an unexpected extra.
*Detachable Doorknob of Magicians
A doorknob which, as the name suggests, can be detached and reattached to a door (knob less or otherwise) at any time and be used to open any door under most circumstances. Makes a satisfying click when detached. No one knows why, but it mysteriously fails to work on wooden doors.
Situation:
Waking up at noon on a bed of broken glass in England.
Actions:
I got a Chris Angel MindFreak Magic Kit for my birthday!
*Writing on wet concrete.
Theme:
Betrayal - Is friendship worth the risk of being hurt?
Side note: Items with an asterisk beside them are part of the Challenge I was presented with.
Other Challenge Limits:
The story must be told in exactly 516 words
At least two of the below:
*
*You must write in second person or past tense
*One character must talk with an exaggerated accent
*
*
Now, the story:
You awoke to the sound of a clock striking twelve, Big Ben looming on the horizon. You then realized that you lied on broken glass, your body bleeding. Uncertain of anything, you attempted to recall how you came to your current predicament...
The place? Giant Frog's Pond. She stared at the frog statue, unwilling to believe the myths surrounding it. You were about to make you move, but she noticed you first. The things you must have offered! A Fancy Foofoo? A Detachable Doorknob? Nothing was out of your reach! She quirked an eyebrow, then told you that she received a Chris Angel MindFreak Magic Kit for her birthday. She revealed an outrageously French accent with a tinge of sultry. As if you were not smitten before, you made a few more offers.
She seemed amused. You thought yourself successful in catching the finest fox this side of London. If the scene couldn't become any more ridiculous, she then asked, in her own way, if there was some wet cement she could write on. Anything to please the lady!
You visited a nearby bar that had a bit of sidewalk that was being revamped. You proudly showed her the cement. She stared at it, then scrawled some words that were in a language foreign to you. You asked her the meaning behind the words, but she did not respond. Instead, she twisted herself around, and managed to dodge an arrow in the nick of time. You turned, angered that anyone would want to harm her. You saw a lone man with green eyes in a brown cloak, hunched over with a bow in hand. Not thinking, you rushed toward the man. The assassin couldn't reload fast enough. Within moments, he was beaten, bruised, and unconscious.
At some point, you realized that such an act of bravery should result with a kiss from the lady. You turned towards your date, expectant. She dusted herself off, and gave you a blank stare. Perhaps she was dumbfounded by the whole situation? Perhaps. You decided to bring her inside the bar. Perhaps you could still make a decent night out of this? She outright refused the offer. You told her not to worry, you'll be her bodyguard for the night. She considered, then said that you could escort her to meet a person of interest. Of course, you agreed emphatically.
The young man that you met proudly wore a medallion with an odd insignia. A family heirloom, probably. Upon seeing the woman, he tried to escape. Then came the gun fire. The youngster fell over from the hit, but he was determined. He tried crawling away. It was no use. She went to him, then took his medallion. She spoke a few words to him about his stubbornness in relinquishing the item. Her voice was now colder than ice, and had a menacing, calculating tone to it. Feeling angry and used, you charged for the woman.
As you returned from your reminisce, you noticed her looking at you, then the gun trained at you. Clearly, you had outlived your usefulness.
If it's not too late I'd like to do the challenge, Lib.
Sucks that I didn't have time to do the last two assignments because of work and my radio broadcasts. I've seriously been flat-out lately. :(
Sucks that I didn't have time to do the last two assignments because of work and my radio broadcasts. I've seriously been flat-out lately. :(
I'm not going to have time to work on this seriously until mid/end of the week. I've got it sort of worked out in my head though.
I wonder if it's okay to submit a mini-comic.
I wonder if it's okay to submit a mini-comic.
I'm so sorry, forgive me, I hope this still counts, I couldn't continue or else I would just start being way too random and make it go to shit, but I couldn't add anything to the already existing story because of the exact same thing, so, I couldn't get it to at least 750 words, I did get to 620 words. Does that count? I hope it still counts.
Info:
Story:
"Hello, um...what's your name?", Fredia asked the little kid as it smiled at her. A man walked over to her, "Is this your child?", he asked.
"No, I was wondering who's this was, I was just about to search."
"Well, he has been putting his drawings all over my cardboard, the one over there, I've been practicing on it ever since I was fired for an accident at that royal palace. Now I work here, and this kid is just annoying me."
"Wait, you practice on cardboard...because you were fired from a palace...and you're practicing here? At Kelig Zoo?", Fredia just shook her head, as the man tried to make an excuse. "I was a pretty good cook...up until I tried showing off, and well, cut the prince's finger off, I wasn't exactly fired in that case. You could say I ran for my life, or I would end up in prison for life."
"Oh...", Fredia said, now realizing what happened.
"Yeah, some people wanted someone experienced here, and wanting to practice if I want to do the trick again, I've been practicing cutting cardboard, the only thing they'll allow me to cut. Oh, how rude of me, all this time, I haven't greeted myself! Hi, my name is Clinton Miles-", Fredia cut him off to ask, "Do you always where that hat?"
"I hate it when people ask about the hat..."
"Oh come on, it looks silly. Take it off.", Fredia told the man.
"No.", Clinton answered.
"Take. It. Off. Now.", Fredia ordered this time.
"Why?"
"I want to see you, the hat makes it too dark to see who I am talking too.", she answered.
Clinton sighed, hesitated, and then took off the hat. Fredia smiled, "Now that wasn't too bad, was it?"
"So you aren't going to laugh because I'm bald?", Clinton asked.
"Trust me, I've seen worse. I've been a farm girl, a boot camp trainer, a girl scout, and even a part-time Viking mascot. I've seen plenty of bald and strange men. You aren't the worse."
"Well, thanks...I guess."
She started walking away, then turned around, "Aren't you gonna help me find the parents of this baby?"
He smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm coming..."
three years later...
Clinton and Fredia were on their honeymoon at the sunset swept beach of Turtle Bay, Oahu, Hawaii, walking a stroller holding the now three years old kid#he still liked his stroller for some reason, and it was the only way they could keep their eyes on him#, after being married just yesterday. On that day they met, they could not find the parents so they just adopted him. They decided to name him Binky, because he looked like one.
"Nice that for once you aren't worrying about your bald spot.", Fredia told her new husband.
Clinton smiled and said, "People can change..."
Fredia looked at him and smiled, then looked at Binky, "Um, what are you doing?"
"Mommy, look at me!", he held up one of his drawings on a paper napkin. He used the purple mountains majesty crayola crayons they bought him a few days ago. There were two drawings, one with Clinton and Fredia happy, and one with them sad.
"Why are we sad?"
"Because, you can't be alone. I'm here."
Clinton looked at the kid and giggled, "Well we're happy you're here. So don't worry about us."
Binky smiled, as Fredia looked back at Clinton, "Looks like you've really changed, I remember a time when he used to annoy you with those kinds of pictures."
"Yeah, so have you been cheating on me?"
"Yes."
"With who..."
"Clinton Miles"
The next thing you know, they kissed, and everything went great after that...
Info:
Characters:
Fredia Coho
A woman with curly blonde hair, glasses, and green eyes; Age: 24
Coho's of many backgrounds. She was a former farm girl and girl scout growing up. She now works as an army boot camp trainer-- and a part-time Viking mascot. Coho is fluent in Norwegian and likes consuming popcorn-flavoured Harry Potter jellybeans.
Clinton Miles (M)
Bald 14-year-old with striking blue eyes. Cooking prodigy.
Clint was born bald, yet never grew hair when he aged. He was drawn to cooking when he discovered that chefs wore hats, sparing him the pain of being ridiculed for his baldness. He's become so skilled at cooking, the royal palace hired him on as head chef.
Location:
Kelig Zoo:
Situated along a main thoroughfare, the Kelig Zoo gathers animal specimens from near and far for entertainment and educational purposes. Like many zoos, Kelig is sectioned in zones relative to their specimen's natural habitat.
Outside of caring for their animal charges, they do provide a make-shift meeting place at the centre of the area. It has room and facilities enough for special occasions, such as birthdays or business meetings. However, the reality is that it is barely used outside of wandering families and their picnic lunches, or couples that happen to date there.
Object:
Binky's Drawings
A bunch of scrunched up pictures drawn by a child named Binky. Binky's Drawings consist of 2 pictures drawn on restaurant napkins. The drawing utensil of choice was a "Purple Mountain's Majesty" Crayola crayon.
Situation:
Someone is cutting up a piece of cardboard.
Action:
Strolling along the sunset swept beach of Turtle Bay, Oahu, Hawai'i.
Theme:
Changing yourself to help those you love - Sometimes it’s necessary to change and move on before you're love ones are left behind\leave you behind\ something unfortunate happens to them.
Fredia Coho
A woman with curly blonde hair, glasses, and green eyes; Age: 24
Coho's of many backgrounds. She was a former farm girl and girl scout growing up. She now works as an army boot camp trainer-- and a part-time Viking mascot. Coho is fluent in Norwegian and likes consuming popcorn-flavoured Harry Potter jellybeans.
Clinton Miles (M)
Bald 14-year-old with striking blue eyes. Cooking prodigy.
Clint was born bald, yet never grew hair when he aged. He was drawn to cooking when he discovered that chefs wore hats, sparing him the pain of being ridiculed for his baldness. He's become so skilled at cooking, the royal palace hired him on as head chef.
Location:
Kelig Zoo:
Situated along a main thoroughfare, the Kelig Zoo gathers animal specimens from near and far for entertainment and educational purposes. Like many zoos, Kelig is sectioned in zones relative to their specimen's natural habitat.
Outside of caring for their animal charges, they do provide a make-shift meeting place at the centre of the area. It has room and facilities enough for special occasions, such as birthdays or business meetings. However, the reality is that it is barely used outside of wandering families and their picnic lunches, or couples that happen to date there.
Object:
Binky's Drawings
A bunch of scrunched up pictures drawn by a child named Binky. Binky's Drawings consist of 2 pictures drawn on restaurant napkins. The drawing utensil of choice was a "Purple Mountain's Majesty" Crayola crayon.
Situation:
Someone is cutting up a piece of cardboard.
Action:
Strolling along the sunset swept beach of Turtle Bay, Oahu, Hawai'i.
Theme:
Changing yourself to help those you love - Sometimes it’s necessary to change and move on before you're love ones are left behind\leave you behind\ something unfortunate happens to them.
Story:
"Hello, um...what's your name?", Fredia asked the little kid as it smiled at her. A man walked over to her, "Is this your child?", he asked.
"No, I was wondering who's this was, I was just about to search."
"Well, he has been putting his drawings all over my cardboard, the one over there, I've been practicing on it ever since I was fired for an accident at that royal palace. Now I work here, and this kid is just annoying me."
"Wait, you practice on cardboard...because you were fired from a palace...and you're practicing here? At Kelig Zoo?", Fredia just shook her head, as the man tried to make an excuse. "I was a pretty good cook...up until I tried showing off, and well, cut the prince's finger off, I wasn't exactly fired in that case. You could say I ran for my life, or I would end up in prison for life."
"Oh...", Fredia said, now realizing what happened.
"Yeah, some people wanted someone experienced here, and wanting to practice if I want to do the trick again, I've been practicing cutting cardboard, the only thing they'll allow me to cut. Oh, how rude of me, all this time, I haven't greeted myself! Hi, my name is Clinton Miles-", Fredia cut him off to ask, "Do you always where that hat?"
"I hate it when people ask about the hat..."
"Oh come on, it looks silly. Take it off.", Fredia told the man.
"No.", Clinton answered.
"Take. It. Off. Now.", Fredia ordered this time.
"Why?"
"I want to see you, the hat makes it too dark to see who I am talking too.", she answered.
Clinton sighed, hesitated, and then took off the hat. Fredia smiled, "Now that wasn't too bad, was it?"
"So you aren't going to laugh because I'm bald?", Clinton asked.
"Trust me, I've seen worse. I've been a farm girl, a boot camp trainer, a girl scout, and even a part-time Viking mascot. I've seen plenty of bald and strange men. You aren't the worse."
"Well, thanks...I guess."
She started walking away, then turned around, "Aren't you gonna help me find the parents of this baby?"
He smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm coming..."
three years later...
Clinton and Fredia were on their honeymoon at the sunset swept beach of Turtle Bay, Oahu, Hawaii, walking a stroller holding the now three years old kid#he still liked his stroller for some reason, and it was the only way they could keep their eyes on him#, after being married just yesterday. On that day they met, they could not find the parents so they just adopted him. They decided to name him Binky, because he looked like one.
"Nice that for once you aren't worrying about your bald spot.", Fredia told her new husband.
Clinton smiled and said, "People can change..."
Fredia looked at him and smiled, then looked at Binky, "Um, what are you doing?"
"Mommy, look at me!", he held up one of his drawings on a paper napkin. He used the purple mountains majesty crayola crayons they bought him a few days ago. There were two drawings, one with Clinton and Fredia happy, and one with them sad.
"Why are we sad?"
"Because, you can't be alone. I'm here."
Clinton looked at the kid and giggled, "Well we're happy you're here. So don't worry about us."
Binky smiled, as Fredia looked back at Clinton, "Looks like you've really changed, I remember a time when he used to annoy you with those kinds of pictures."
"Yeah, so have you been cheating on me?"
"Yes."
"With who..."
"Clinton Miles"
The next thing you know, they kissed, and everything went great after that...
papasan96
1021
Liberty, are we just meant to post our stories in this thread? Because it's going to get pretty long and difficult to read (even hidden). My challenge is 4,500 words...
How about putting them all together as an article, or is that not really appropriate in this case?
How about putting them all together as an article, or is that not really appropriate in this case?
I had initially thought posting them here would be fine, but if you want to send me a doc/rtf file of them, that'll be fine. I'll then figure something out for the final presentation, or if anyone has a good idea for that, just post it up.
I... hadn't really thought of final presentation. >.<;
Aslo, pyro, you need to add some more words if you want that to be considered a completed challenge, otherwise it just counts as a normal CLOSAT.
I... hadn't really thought of final presentation. >.<;
Aslo, pyro, you need to add some more words if you want that to be considered a completed challenge, otherwise it just counts as a normal CLOSAT.
author=Liberty
Aslo, pyro, you need to add some more words if you want that to be considered a completed challenge, otherwise it just counts as a normal CLOSAT.
Wait...what. I wasn't going for the challenge yet funnily enough XD I guess that answers my earlier question.
I want to go for the challenge now that I have time though. Before school begins.
author=Liberty
End of this month. :D
Oh thank god. I had this awful feeling that I'd come back from a month without internet and have very, very little time to do this in.
Hm.. is it too late to request the challenge?
Okay, so I've been sick a lot lately which means brain malfunctions and not doing shit. Now that I'm better, I've thought about it and the deadline has been pushed back to the 10th of September.
Have your entries in by then folks! And by 'in' I mean posted in this topic or by PM to me. If you'd like someone to do some proof-reading, just send me your stuff and I'll do it for you. It's part of the service. ^.^;
Good luck and keep those creative juices running~
Have your entries in by then folks! And by 'in' I mean posted in this topic or by PM to me. If you'd like someone to do some proof-reading, just send me your stuff and I'll do it for you. It's part of the service. ^.^;
Good luck and keep those creative juices running~
papasan96
1021
That's good to hear. I'm about halfway through my challenge (4500 words! Thanks Liberty...) and now I've lost the Internet connection on my laptop. I'm typing this with my ps3 controller o_O
Congratulations for typing it so well! Also, word length is chosen at random, so don't thank me! Thank the random number generator~
author=papasan96
I'm about halfway through my challenge (4500 words! Thanks Liberty...)
Holy hell, I would beg and plead for 4500 words. I got 322! No more, no less. My story is going to make so little sense..
These challenges could be much worse. Much worse.
Write a story using only palindromic sentences? Yeah, let's "hide" this idea.
Write a story using only palindromic sentences? Yeah, let's "hide" this idea.
