I'm taking creative writing this year and need to practice
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Thread Topic: I'm taking creative writing this year and need to practice
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Give me a location, a character, or a situation to describe.
I'll try my best to make it sound really really good. -
Location: NASA space shuttle.
Character: A first time astronaut. -
Rainicorn Newbielocation- desert
character- brown hair, grey eyes, name is Elise or if you want it to be a guy, Eric, not smart, 17 yrs old
situation- he/she is lost on the desrt and has no idea how to get out. Some desert snake traps them in an abandoned car. You decide what happens -
The smell of fuel was strong in the air. Almost nauseating. Pressed firmly into the uncomfortable launch chair waiting was more intense than even the roughest simulation.
"TEN, NINE, EIGHT, SEVEN..."
The voice rang out across the open fields. Even through the air tight walls of the craft, the countdown could be heard over the dull roar of the engines.
"SIX..."
The countdown continues to press on. Grabbing the arm rests and pressing harder into the back of the chair seemed like a poor way to brace for what was about to happen, but it's all you could do at a time like this.
"FIVE, FOUR..."
Double checking all the safety precautions. The safety belt was fastened, the computers were all running, no solid foods for at least 24 hours. But none of that would matter if a fuel line wasn't fastened properly, or if the hull wasn't totally smooth.
"THREE, TWO..."
Shut up, shut up. Thinking like that isn't going to change anything now. Need to focus. Everything's in order. I'm ready for this.
"ONE" -
Awesome.
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"ho-shit! ho-shit!"
I peer out the window and see the sonofab---- just coiled up, out there. The b------. It bit my sister and now we're trapped in this run down old jeep.
"Get me the god damned first aid!" She yells. The muscles in her leg convulsing violently. She's propped her leg up in the back seat and is holding her own ankle to keep it from shaking too hard. I dig around in the glove box and find the first aid kit we had stored. We've already run through the one bottle of water, and all the food in it, but the cleaning alcohol and bandages are still there. I toss her the box and check out the window again.
The snake's gone. Fuck. -
.3. Cool.
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You're going to pass, James. :3 You'll be very good in the class. I can tell.
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It's pretty tough, but so far I'm enjoying the class.
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As James sat there calmly waiting for someone to respond, the thought crossed his mind that it was getting late, and he was hungry. Even though he had eaten Dinner only a few hours before and shouldn't be hungry, the feeling in his stomach told him otherwise. Stepping quietly into the dark garage, James could smell the odor of cars and old tools wafting throughout the enclosed space. He tip toed across the cold cement floor to where the fridge was standing; opening the door and fishing out a hot pocket to satisfy his growling stomach.
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XD
Location: Dark, scary house
Character: Girl.
Situation: She can't find a way out. .3. -
I'm glad and I hope that it'll remain fun. :3
Let me give you one~
Location: A house, dark and without anyone else there.
Character: Male
Situation: Dying, bloody and holding his insides while proclaiming something insane. -
Location: School
Character: Female
Situation: Acting weird and getting bullied about it. -
Location: Ice cream factory
Character: Alice of Wonderland
Situation: About to be frozen to death in a giant vat of ice cream -
Name, I'm not very good at bullying situations. :/ Especially girls being bullied.
And Selena, I'm crap at fan fics.
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