A Game
Caboose
title = name(self, handle) Join Date: 2003-02-15 Member: 13597Members, Constellation
title = name(self, handle) Join Date: 2003-02-15 Member: 13597Members, Constellation
<div class="IPBDescription">NS mini saga</div> Ok, the other day in my english class, the teacher had us write what she called mini-sagas, which are VERY short stories.
I don't visit this part of the forums a lot, but I figures this would be fun.
Rules:
You are limited to 50 words, no more, no less. It must be exactly 50 words.
You get a title. It can be from 1 to 15 words and does not effect your 50 word limit.
Lets see what you can come up with!
I don't visit this part of the forums a lot, but I figures this would be fun.
Rules:
You are limited to 50 words, no more, no less. It must be exactly 50 words.
You get a title. It can be from 1 to 15 words and does not effect your 50 word limit.
Lets see what you can come up with!
Comments
The sound of gunfire blocked out everything; thoughts, feelings, and anything else that was going on inside me. The onos was hurt bad, but the three of us firing our heavy machine guns into him didnt slow down his pace. Three seconds later there was a mighty roar. It charged...
here's mine...
'Point of View'
Strange sounds penetrated deep into our new home from the alien intruders. They come to our our home and kill us. We fight back. Their frail bodies break under our superior strength. They must all die! We must defend our home! We must protect the hive! We will be victorious!
Many good men were lost that day. I cannot yet dismiss the trauma of watching them die, clutching their souls within their hands. Pangs of pain surged through my mind as I thought… why did I survive?
I grabbed my pistol. The click would fade… fade… fade…
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meh... haven't written in a while.
Let's see what you can come up with.
I like aliens story the most right now, but everyone else gains an honorable mention.
Death
I sprinted down the dark, twisting corridor, trying to escape. AAAEEEEHH!! There it was again. The Onos quickly caught up and trampled over scott with it's mighty charge. I shot at it, but bullets bounced off like nothing...I knew I was dead...Suddenly the mighty Onos fell to the ground for no reason......
<b><u>Finding the Will to Survive</b></u>
When I woke up, it was pitch-dark and I couldn’t hear anything. Time seemed to slow as I reached for my pistol, checking my ammunition. Eight bullets. One chance at redemption.
In these situations, you really relish the pain – since it’s the only way to know that you’re truly alive.
Anders raised his LMG, peering down the dark elevator shaft. The others backed off as he pulled the pin on a grenade and threw it into the shaft. Just as it exploded, a scream echoed the explosion, and a Lerk burst out of the shaft, hurtling straight at Anders’ face.
The dead man
"What did I do to deserve this?" thought Private O'Mally as the beast hurtled after him. O'Mally had just arived at the Hera station earlier that day, it was his first assignment. He turned the corner, not seeing the corpse and fell flat on his face. "Dear God, help me!"