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Post by Battlechantress on Dec 30, 2010 0:34:51 GMT 1
29 December 2010
I stay behind a barricade and hear men approach the shore. Their voices are muffled, their footsteps quick and muddled. One of them is carrying a large flashlight, which makes me retreat further behind the barricade. The fish-men are coming for us now, I realize, and I don't want to know what they plan to use us for. Until now, I have never seen anybody they take back with them return. I doubt that they came for slave labor, though the remaining options are no less grim. I look for a path towards the bridge when I see... him.
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Post by Mister Buch on Dec 30, 2010 1:04:56 GMT 1
The end of the Sel'drath story! Woot!
30th December 2010
Sel'drath takes a job with Sintuklass and unties Andraste. And apologises. The two of them return to their camp and recruit a few other workers from among the snow elves. Together, they make toys and deliver them in Daçember. More every year. Sel'drath starts calling the old man 'father Methrass' and even thinks for a while about the Gods. She lives happily ever after.
And that's the story of Santa and his elves. Remember, all of this happened in the earliest years of recorded history. Some of the names and details have suffered countless translations.
But that's basically it.
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Post by Mister Buch on Dec 30, 2010 17:47:22 GMT 1
I'm going to post my final entry a day early... because I'm that kind of guy. I play by my own rules. Just count yourself lucky I didn't post an extra word, 100words. I'm a maverick. If you've been reading these entries, thanks very very much! I hope you liked some of them as much as I did! 31st December 2010On the seventh day God rested. Late that evening he had all sorts of new ideas. The success with Australia still fresh in his mind, he got carried away. On the eighth day he created the asteroid belt and Saturn. On the ninth he finished the whole Sol system. Soon he had a galaxy: thousands upon thousands of worlds, living artworks mounted against black, all subtly different. Endless, indescribable beauty. I don't even know what he's been doing since then. He sort of... drifted away from Earth. On the thirtieth day he made his first binary system. It was great. -- And that's that! I've been doing 100 words for three months now, and I am bloody tired of it. I'll probably do this again sometime next year though! But I think 92 entries is respectable Here are the links to my three batches, nicely arranged on the site. October: (Halloween theme, ongoing Frankenstein story)www.100words.com/batchReadBatchMember.php?batch=143&member=8758November: (memory and history theme)www.100words.com/batchReadBatchMember.php?batch=144&member=8758December: (Christian theme and ongoing 'Sel'drath the elf' story)www.100words.com/batchReadBatchMember.php?batch=145&member=8758
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Post by Battlechantress on Dec 31, 2010 1:33:47 GMT 1
30 December 2010
When the light first shone on him, I thought he was back from the dead. Speared in the back just a few hours ago and now he's standing here looking at me with eyes that don't blink and just seem... wrong. The light flashes on him again and I see bruises on his forearms, contusions where black thread connected flesh back together. He slowly turns and his mouth opens and closes in a near-perfect "O" yet nothing comes out. He drags one foot towards me and I know that I have to move past him and away from here.
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Post by Battlechantress on Dec 31, 2010 18:51:14 GMT 1
31 December 2010
I can't see what they're doing behind me, only sounds of them being rounded up. Stitch-skin moves towards me. I grip the barricade as hard as I can when two more come into view. I figure I'm done for when Marie leaps over me and into them. I recall her words and run. I keep running and don't stop. Daylight comes and there are bodies everywhere, some dead, some not. None have skin. When Splashdown happened, they said to us, "First, do no harm." Now I realize what they really meant:
Don't harm the meat.
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My batches suck, so what's here is all you have to read.
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Post by Mister Buch on Dec 31, 2010 20:51:21 GMT 1
I disagree. This entry was very very good.
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Post by Battlechantress on Jan 1, 2011 1:47:49 GMT 1
Thank you. I had no idea how I was going to end that mess until I washed the dishes today. When I heard the "do no harm" line run through my head, I went over to the keyboard and started typing. Most of the time, I guess I don't do well coming up with crap on a few minutes' notice. I learned that much this month (and with NaNo too, really-- as every poor soul who got to read my godawful novel excerpts can readily attest).
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Post by Mister Buch on Jan 1, 2011 4:17:18 GMT 1
I had a similar experience. I'd say this is my weakest 100 Words so far - I just ran out of ideas, and looked around the room to find things to write about some days.
We'll lick our wounds. Come back with new inspiration.
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Post by Mr. Glow on Jan 1, 2011 20:48:50 GMT 1
Buch - I liked the Sel'drath story a lot (being the dope I am, I only got that Sintuklass sounds a bit like Santa Claus nearly 20 entries in.) But it felt like you ran out of time near the end of the month and had to resolve the story sooner than you could have.
Chantress - Your entries (with the fish-men) were actually pretty creepy! You really managed to get across the sense of helplessness the character was experiencing. Perhaps too well xD
It's been three months now, and I haven't taken part in even one of these. Maybe I should start tonight?
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Post by Battlechantress on Jan 2, 2011 0:09:19 GMT 1
Thanks, Glow.
Buch and I aren't participating in January (well, I'm not planning to anyway) but maybe we can do this again in February?
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Post by Mister Buch on Jan 2, 2011 1:25:24 GMT 1
Thanks Glow, thanks for reading it. You're right about me running out of space for the Sel'drath story! Damn, I thought I'd covered that up You should have a go! If you do it this month, do update here so we can read as you go. Otherwise, I'd certainly be up for another round in February.
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