Damask's Short Story Contest
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Thread Topic: Damask's Short Story Contest
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Rules ~
- The length doesn't matter
- You can only enter once
- You have to post it here
- LEAVE THE QUESTIONS FOR MY OTHER THREAD!
Ends ~
Whenever I say so -_-
Prize ~
Entire quiz dedicated to them, maybe a poll, and we'll see what else I can put together. -
Bump
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There is now a quiz I made for questions.
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Once, there was a young woman. To her chest fell silky red curls, complimented by her hazelnut eyes. When she was 19, her parents gave her away to a 23 year-old man who promised them much money if they sold him their beautiful daughter. The man wasn't ugly or handsome, he was fit and had white-blonde hair and red eyes ( albino ). He had a temper though. The two married, barely ever talking. When the woman was 28, she bore him a son. They named him Ezra. As he grew, he was said to have orange hair and redish eyes. However, the father abused him for reasons unknown. He beat his son daily, hiding it from the pretty wife of his. When the boy was 8, his mother caught her husband sexually touching their child. Nobody knows how it was caused, but the house was devoured in flames. The father died in the fire, the mother supposedly murdered by her husband. Witnesses say they saw Ezra crying over his mother's body until a black haired boy, age 10-12, took him away. Their whereabouts are currently unknown.
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s--- I didn't check over it!! oAo''
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Here is the best story that you will ever read:
There was once a cat named Fluffy who had no hair. Fluffy really had to take a doodoo, but Fluffy couldn't poop because he had been struck with the awful constipation disease. One day while trying to take his daily doodoo, Fluffy started hallucinating, and he started to see a unicorn dancing with a mini giraffe in a beautiful meadow. Then, Fluffy saw Bambi, the friendly neighbor deer, being a little too friendly with a bwunny. When Bambi was done having fun, he started to run into trees 'cause he didn't know what the heck was going on. Eventually, he collapsed from dumbness and gave up on his pitiful life. Fluffy then came out of his hallucination to see a portal to his fake world. The portal was on his litter box.
The next day, when Fluffy was trying to take his daily doodoo, his owner, Bobo, was watching his favorite show: Dora the Explorer. Fluffy knew for a fact that Bobo thought of Dora in different was than most. In fact, he loved her. Fluffy also knew that Bobo was a pedophile who especially targeted people who looked like Dora. Bobo was a 43 year old ninja, pedophile, Dora loving, and animal "hugging" loved.
While Fluffy was taking his doodoo, Dora popped out of his portal. Immediately, Bobo smelled her presence and ran to the litter box to "hug" her. Bobo took Dora to his "special room" to have some more privacy time. Fluffy got angry, but then realized it was funny, so he laughed until he tripped and fell in his portal.
He met up with the unicorn and mini giraffe, and they had a lovely picnic together. Then, they all went back to Fluffy's litter box and had a break dance competition.
They danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced and danced on his litter box unt Dora jumped back into the portal while Bobo was singing, "Baby come back. You can blame it all on me, but baby come back. Can't you see you're all I need?"
That's what happened to Fluffy, but what about Bambi? Well, we'll get to him....
Up in Bambi heaven, Bambi realized what was going to happen when a young child lied next to his dead body. So Bambi cried and cried and cried and cried and cried and cried and sometimes whimpering and whimpering and then he would cry and whimper and whimper and cry and so forth....
Now, what most don't know is that even in Bambi heaven there is justice. So when the incident happened, Bambi was interviewed by the local police station. His officers were: Deputy Rae McClain, Sheriff Jane Colins, and Chief of Police Megan Day. This is how the interview went:
Rae: I want to know what happened tonight.
Bambi: I don't want to say.
Jane: We want to know everything from start to finish, and I mean EVERYTHING!
Bambi: I won't say a word!
Megan: ANSWER THE QUESTION YOU LITTLE DEER THING! Also, how did it feel?
Bambi: Fine, I'll tell you. It was dark and scary and I felt a presence, it was of a young man named Lindsey, and I think you know what happened next.
Rae: Thank you dearly, young deer. You can be on your way.
Jane: NO, STAY! What kinda name is Lindsey for a boy anyway?
Megan: BUT HOW DID IT FEEL? We want to know these things!
Bambi: Well, at first I felt violated, but then I got use to it, and after the third day, I think I fell in love with him. It was pure magic between us!
Jane: Oh, Rae left! So, you don't want to press charges?
Megan: But it'll never work out because you're dead and he's alive.
Bambi: Why did you have to crush my dreams? I HATE YOU ALL! -
Once upon a time, there lived a GTQ user named DaughterofApollo, aka Megan. She constantly nagged about her dog's tick infestation. I tried to advise her to use flea/tick remover. She refuses. Thus, I slice her head off with a machete. I lived happily ever after.
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I didn't refuse! XD. We tried and it just didn't work.
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Once upon a time, there lived a pretty barnacle, named Megan. She was so pretty that everyone died. The end :)
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Yay :D. I like that one better.
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what if i posted this thing i wrote like at the beginning of this year
It started form a malicious comment from the young Brazilian classmate, and soon that sprouted to hate from the entirety of the Spanish-only class. Then they all began to bully him verbally and physically.
"Stupid blind boy, go f--- with others! All you do is waste our time!" was what they'd usually say.
Yet he'd smile the entire time at school, and even at home.
"Does it not bother you, Roberto?" his brother asked all the time at dinner. He noticed how much his little brother smiled, even though his older sibling could tell he was dying in the inside from all the comments and torture, both physical and mental.
The blonde boy shook his head with a sad smile. "No. As long as you're with me, Alejandro, I'll be happy because I know that there is at least someone who loves me, other than Papa."
The two were not twins, nothing close to twins to be exact. But there was that bond in them that was stronger than that of ordinary siblings. Sure, they got into their fights. But something in both of them prohibited them from staying put or having ignorance to a situation if one was hurt.
They were almost one, their Papa said. Just one person. Alejandro was Roberto's eyes. Roberto, due to his strong sense of hearing, was Alejandro's ears. They guided each other through life, and found no comfort when away from each other.
It was then Alejandro realized the importance of his little brother, and knew that he would literally die if anything happened to him.
'He's my hermanito..' He thought that night while curled up to the warm body beside him. 'And whatever happens, no matter what the cost, I have to protect him..'
He hoped and prayed that maybe the bullying would finally die away, perhaps magically the next day. But it continued one for a few more months before it actually reached an end.
The same boy Esteban and his friend Javier were kicking Roberto at lunch again. The blind boy could do nothing, only attempt to cover his head as the blows came. He refrained from crying.
"Poor baby. Do you want your brother?" the cruel boy spat, smiling sickly at the young blonde boy who lay at his feet.
Roberto wouldn't say anything is hopes that they would leave him alone. It continued on for a long period of time, them kicking him around and him just trying to keep his cries in. The whole time, he wondered where his big brother was.
His big brother watched bitterly, counting each and every time the pair of young boys would hit his brother for their own purposes of laughter. As much as it sickened him, he knew it was his little brother's fight. Even if he was blind.. He could manage. Roberto was smart enough to get through it by himself.
Sure, he needed to protect him but sometimes the best way as to learn..
The Brazilian boy laughed sickly when he grabbed Roberto by the collar and held him up so high that the younger boy's shoes could no longer touch the ground. The Uruguayan boy screeched and panicked, seeming as wild as a little animals. "Alejandro! Big brother, please come save me! Big brother!" he was screaming. Alejandro could clearly see the line of tears that formed in the blinded boy's eyes. Yet he couldn't bring himself to go and help him.
Esteban grew tired of his screaming and threw him harshly to the hard cement of the street. Roberto's body landed with a harsh thud. It was so much that he began to cough so hard that he was beginning to hack up bright red blood. As he attempted to get up, his mouth made the outline of the words "big brother."
A deafening noise began to ring in Alejandro's head, and yet he could not tell what it was. There was nothing in sight that could be causing that terrible noise. The laughter of all the kids was no longer able to be heard.
He saw Mr. Fernandez run out from the school gates, holding Mr. Vargas arm tightly to keep him at a close distance. They were both running, seeming worried about something.
They were screaming now. Mr. Vargas was going off in Italian.
With more time that passed, Alejandro grew more and more confused. That was until he saw the black dot on the horizon grow steadily bigger with each passing second.
Roberto was able to make it to his feet for a few seconds, but suddenly collapsed to the ground again. He was crying still, saying something about Alejandro.
The older of the two's heart pounded, and those thoughts of the night months ago rang in his head again.
'Little brother.. I'm nothing without you. I couldn't keep sane, I'm so unstable.. You are so brave for a little one, the boy who gets bullied..
You can make it far after this.'
"ROBERTO!" He screamed in desperation, trying to be able to hear himself from the dreaded ringing, lunging forward to the young man who sat clueless on the street.
All while Roberto looked at him through his blinded, wide, and confused eyes. Trails of blood were now apparent from his forehead, mouth, and nostril. His trail of tears began to mix in with the blood. "Big brother?" he nearly yelled, the sound behind him roaring through the crowd of people. Roberto was then pushed so hard that he nearly went flying to the other side of the street, where the soft grass was.
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Roberto walked into the coffee and sweets shop at the corner of the streets that the park and high school were at. His hand felt anything he could grab onto carefully at the other hand held tightly to his walking stick. The cashier at the front noticed him and instantly recognized him as the little Uruguayan boy who was blind and usually visited with his older brother from Paraguay.
"Hola, Roberto. Where is Alejandro?" he asked curiously, tempted to go ahead and assist him to the counter. But he saw the look of determination from the young boy's clear green eyes and decided not to for the sake of his dignity.
"He's coming later. He always comes. After all, he wouldn't let me down; This is his favorite place in the city to be with me," Roberto told him. As usual, his voice was hardly anything above a whisper. "In the meanwhile I guess I'll order for us both."
"The usual?" the cashier smiled.
"Si."
A few minutes passed before Roberto received the usual order of a corn muffin and a vanilla cupcake with the colorful sprinkles he was so fond of when Alejandro described them to him. The cashier watched his 'journey' to the table carefully and without his stick to guide him, and noticed that Roberto seemed uneasy as he sat down and waited.
Twenty minutes passed by and Roberto was still waiting patiently at the table. The cashier felt bad for him and offered him a cup of coffee. While Roberto drank his cup of coffee, he gave in and ate the cupcake in small and delicate bites. It was another fifteen minutes before he finally finished and gave a little sigh. He didn't leave the money at the counter; he left it on the table. He took the walking stick and muttered a silent "Good night" before heading out of the shop.
The remarkable remains of a smile were still apparent on his shaky face.
"How disappointing that he didn't keep that promise to his own brother.." the cashier said, going to collect the money and clean up. He didn't have the heart to throw away the muffin so he decided to store it away in the fridge. Perhaps the brother would come later.
But he never did come.
The next day he explained his story to some of the other workers. He spoke hastily and even became a bit emotional as he spoke.
The Chilean baker in front of him seemed confused for a second. When his friend finally finished speaking to him, he quickly responded.
"But Victor, that's not possible. Alejandro passed away a month ago when he saved his brother from a truck." -
Once upon a Time, There was a pretty princess, she had beautiful long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a nice little neatrual face, she wore a blue gown, blue and green gem filled crown, she wore a bracelet, One day a man, who looked 34 and came in avowed to marry the kings beautiful 15 year old daughter, The king simply rejected CAuse the man was to old for her, and considered the rapist, next there was a handsome guy, he has brown hair, green eyes, nice dimples, and smile, he gave a smirk to the princess, a mean one, the princess looked worried and told the king, But the king said she was delusional, So she shook it off and ate dinner with the handsome Prince and.king, The queen was about to get engaged to the king, so she isn't here, they ate peacefully as the handsome Prince cracked jokes and the king simply loved them, at the end of dinner, they sipped some wine and sweet bread and fell asleep under the twilight moon in a nice tall kingdom, then the Prince quickly got up and snuck some sleeping drugs and rope out of his old raggedy medical clothes, and Shoved the sleeping pills in her mouth and she started going into a deeper sleep and he, hung her outside on the beautiful night, and then he cut her wrist and put a little smiley smirk on her face and ran off out the kingdom and disappeared after that murder, the next morning, the gardener saw her and screaming and told the king, the kind was devastated and cried all week, until the handsome Prince that killed her, returned and told the king he killed her, and he simply got his head bitterly chopped off and kept in a chamber. But, then.. the princess woke up, Not dead, but she was looking everywhere and was surprised she survived, her skin looked paler than even.. But she was so happy she survived, but the lifeblood smirk on her face was running down, and that princesses name was called Princess Megan.
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There was once a bar called the crooked manhood. It was named after ffrancis the mules bent willy. In this bar you could find anyone, doing everything, from penis chopping rabbis tick infested megans who refuse to use tick remover. A favourite attender is Slamano, pirate of the 6 seas (the seventh was to icy to navigate with a caribbean crew), one day a hearty and drunk man once asked about his missing leg, hook hand, and eye patch. He told him a story of how it happened.
Arr it was a fine day north of Port Royal, then the funest arrr ships appeared of the kings navy and they tried to sink me the sumbichs, they succeeded. In the water a shark bit off my lef wjile I was roping together sea turtles so that was me leg.
Then when I reached the blooming port the god forsaken guards fired a cannon at me, just missing my torso and blowing me hand clear off!
Having enough this bullcrap I stole a ship and rode off to los angeles, to seek a santily dressed Enna Watson, while watching her strip rupert grint peed in me eye. My hands did what was natural and I blined me left eye.
Off in a different corner of the bar a completeley different story was playing out...
A priest, a vicar, and a rabbi were discussing converting people to their religion and agreed recruiting a bear would be hardest. So they agrred to return to the bar in one weel having tried to recruit a bear.
The priest return with his leg in a cast, his story was "I started reading the book of john to the bear and he started slapping me around, so I sprinkled him with holy water and he was sure docile after that".
The vicar was in 2 lef casts and wheelchair, his story was "I started off by preaching a sermon, then the blummin bear started wrestling me so i dunked him in the rier"
The rabbi was a full body cast with an iv drip, he said "Well now I think about it, circumcision wasn't the place to start"..
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