Writers Duel!! Are you up for it?

[GemmeFemme]

I loved the story AB, lol though it should come with a tissue warning!

Hear, hear! Fantastic job, AB!

[SoulSearcher]

O.K. Please forgive me everyone as I am new to this thread. I pretty much have no idea what I am doing, but I felt compelled to write and share this. This is my first attempt and I hope that it isn't too long based on the challenge rules. I also must warn you all to grab your tissues, you will need them. Also please keep in mind that I am not a story writer, I am a poet so this was not easy for me.

THE LONELY DOG

At first it was the middle of Fall, wind blowing and leaves falling. I would run through the leaves as if I didn't have a care in the world. The reality of it all is that I had no home, and I was all alone in a world that was bigger then even I could imagine. My owners were abusive, never feeding me and always kicking me to get out of the way or throwing things at me. The harshness of the look upon their faces had pierced my eyes and sent tremors through my body. Tremors that anyone could feel, even through my brown fur which was no longer the silkiness it once was. It was now, nothing more than a matted mess. I could tell I wasn't loved so I dug a hole under the fence, and set off to find a new home.

My frolic through the leaves was my time to escape reality. I would play for a bit, lay down and roll over all as if I had a loving owner playing with me. Afterwards I would head out on the busy and not so busy streets in search of food, water and a place to sleep. Food was hard to find and the nights were cool, but I would find shelter in an empty box or sometimes just on a piece of newspaper found in an alley. Although it took a while, I soon learned that in order to survive I would have to begin digging in trash cans to find food. It also became apparent to me that the only way I would get water to drink, was after the rain or if I was lucky enough to find somewhere where someone had sprinklers turned on.

I tried to tell myself that everything would be fine. I tried to believe that I was a cute lovable dog, a dog that someone would pick up any day and carry home. The comfort of this didn't last long because through my journeys I would find something which showed my reflection. As soon as I saw my own reflection and realized what a mess I was, the reality would set in. I would then ask myself why anyone would want an ugly beaten dog like me.

Fall had faded away before I knew it and winter had arrived. I was shivering non-stop, especially with the constant falling of snow. Staying warm was nearly impossible, but I tried. I would find a piece of newspaper somewhere and use my paws and nose to try and lift it up, just enough for me to wiggle my way under it.

Finding food this time of year also became harder for me. Restaurants began throwing out less and less food. I suppose they just weren't making much food since no one was getting out and going anywhere, due to the cold cold weather. Soon I was eating nothing but snow. With each passing day I could feel myself getting more tired and more weak. I no longer had the energy I was once so full of. I began to sleep most of the days and nights, almost like hibernating. Pretty soon the snow had almost completely melted away, spring was here.

Food began to be easier to find, but I had almost no energy to go search for it. I even spent a day running through a field of flowers, thinking that might give me strength. I ran for what seemed like forever, but probably wasn't long at all. Soon I was asleep in a patch of green grass, under the warm spring sun. Bees all around me, birds singing from the trees, life moving on but I didn't even have the energy to wag my tail. The streets were constantly full of people, but everyone was always in such a hurry that they never noticed me. I would stop occasionally to look inside of a store window, or to see kids playing outside. It made me lonelier than ever to to be facing the reality, that I had no home, and no one to love and care for me.

I was weak and exhausted. My owners had never fed me, and I had gone without food for most of the cold, harsh winter. Spring was coming to an end and I dreaded the heat of summer. The heat which I slightly remembered from the year before. My hope of ever finding a new home, had long disappeared. I spent my days faced with nothing but the harshness of reality. I began to want to do nothing but sleep, giving up on living.

I began to eat almost nothing, simply because I didn't have the strength to go searching for it. I also wasn't drinking anything because there wasn't a drop of rain in sight. After some time of sleeping I finally decided that I would try to see if I could find some food. Shortly after beginning my hunt, and before I had even gotten to the end of the alley, I saw a man headed towards me. He was tall, a big man all the way around and he frightened me. He was walking towards me with something in his hands. I had no idea what the item was, and for a short moment thought it might be a toy of some sort.

In an instant the man had some kind of collar or something around me and was leading me to a truck, where he then placed me in a cage. I had no idea where he was taking me, but I soon had a better idea when we got to this building and I was placed into yet another cage. Soon another man came and gave me a bowl of food and a bowl of water. I ate very little, taking small bites here, and small bites there. However the water was kind of cold, a bit refreshing so I tried to drink as much as possible.

I spent a few days in that cage. However about the third day, they took me out. I guess I hadn't been eating enough for them, or maybe it was just my time. I had no more energy now than when I had arrived. I was soon laying on a cold metal table, strapped to it by what appeared to be a belt of some sort. Shortly after being on that table I heard the voice of a small boy. He must have lost his way, while picking out a dog to take home. I wasn't paying too much attention to the boy, because my mind and eyes were rather stuck on the man walking towards me with a needle.

The man had gotten right up to me before he heard the voice of the boy. People in life are always curious. This boy about 7 years old had stopped the man in his tracks, to ask him what he was doing to me. The cute, little, brown haired doggie as he described me. I was in love that moment, simply because a little boy noticed me and called me cute. I heard the man explain to the boy that he needed to give me my shot. So the boy filled with more questions asked if I was sick. The man wasn't very smart, and didn't really know how to answer these questions. He told the boy that no I wasn't really sick, I was just tired and not eating good. So next the boy asked what the shot was for, the man replied with nothing. Again this lead the boy to yet another question. This time the question was if the shot is for nothing then why are you giving it to the doggie? The boy then said that shots hurt and you should never give a shot to someone just because. The man let out a sigh, he was beside himself and didn't know what to do.

The little boy then looked at the man with such gentle eyes and said; Mister please don't give the doggie that shot, and you two please stay right here because I want to take this doggie home. The little boy ran off excitedly to find his mother. When the mother and son returned to where the dog was, the boy was sad to see that the dog was no longer on that table. However he soon heard the man calling for his attention. The little boy and his mother were lead to the cage where the dog had been moved. The little boy with much enthusiasm told his mother how much he wanted that dog, how very much he would love the dog, play with it and take care of it. The mother however reluctant due to the unhealthy appearance of the dog, finally gave in to her little boy.

They were soon on their way. Driving in the car with the dog in the boys arms through the whole ride. That day a dog was given a home, a loving owner, a loving family, toys, food, water, a bed to sleep on, and a big back yard to run and play as he pleased. A miracle to that dog, and that night he went to sleep in the bed of his new owner. A small 7 year old, blonde haired boy who saved a dog he called lucky, from being sent to the place we all know as: Doggie Heaven.

[BlueMoonWolf]

Wow Soul Searcher! what a great first entry into this thread!! fabulous!

[sweetcalico]

Goodness gracious what a wonderful round we have had this time!!!

Umm.. Next time I will make sure that I don't have a blurp in the middle of my writing, Not sure what happened.

I look forward to the next round.

sweetcali

[SoulSearcher]

Thank you so much BMW. And I have no idea where the inspiration came from for that so please don't ask hehe. I can't wait to see what the next challenge will be.

[MiamiButch]

"Oh, dammit, here she goes again" I thought to myself as I saw my pet running around throwing these things she covered herself with all over the room. "And WHO is THAT laying in MY bed?" I growled under my breath, for there, sitting in MY place, was someone ELSE'S pet, though THIS one was sensibly naked, wearing only her thinly haired pelt. It amazes me, how pets use coverings to make up for their lack of fur in most places, and how they REMOVE hair from themselves on PURPOSE!
Well, as I sat there pondering this, my pet and the other pet began their mating ritual. Soon the air was drenched in their hormonal stench, and I heard my pet cry out, so naturally, I just jumped up to make sure the other pet wasn't biting or scratching, just playing nice. They were both under a thing that covered them both, but I could see the other pet's rear end sticking out, and so I BIT it, just to let her know I was there and I was watching out for my pets' safety. She JUMPED up and let out a yelp like I had drawn blood or something, my pet got out from underneath and they both started talking and pointing at me, and I had a feeling my pet was annoyed that I had bit her friend, so I came over to her and lay on her lap, and purred, and the next minute, they were both laughing. Oh, I HATE when my pet brings company over to the sleeping area! The LAST thing she EVER does then is SLEEP!!

[ABbutch]

Well Writers
I must say you all wrote some awesome stories for this topic.
Well it is 1159pm (west coast time, thought I wait for the time zones).
So chey, sweetcalico, BlueMoonWolf, SoulSearcher, MiamiButch all have an opportunity to guess.
I have quite the collection of wrist watches and pocket watches, How many do I have its a number between 1 and 50.
And here is a twist deadline to answer is Sunday 26th Aug

[SoulSearcher]

You mean I have to wait until Sunday to find out what the new topic is? That is so not fair. I am a newbie to this thread who is eagerly and un-impatiently waiting to see what the new topic is so I can attempt the challenge. Making me wait is so not cool lol. But I guess that's just the way the cookie crumbles. lol. Sorry just had to give you a hard time for making me wait. Come on people get your guesses in. As for my guess.... I guess.... 13

[BlueMoonWolf]

ooh oh ummm i am going with 21!

LOL SoulSearcher if everyone gets their guesses in today then we won't have to wait... well then wait until someone thinks up the new topic...

[ABbutch]

Guessed so far:

chey
sweetcalico
BlueMoonWolf 21
SoulSearcher 13
MiamiButch

[MiamiButch]

37? I have quite a collection of PENS... So, if I meet any of you RT, keep your pens away from me, or I'll accidently on purpose, ADD them to my collection! lol

[ABbutch]

Guessed so far:

chey
sweetcalico
BlueMoonWolf 21
SoulSearcher 13
MiamiButch 37

[sweetcalico]

chey
sweetcalico 8.6
BlueMoonWolf 21
SoulSearcher 13
MiamiButch 37

sweetcali

[SoulSearcher]

Oh come on now people, I am ready for the new topic lol. Yes I am being a tad bit impatient. ROFL. But on a more serious note I just wanted to say hi and I hope all of you are doing good. Oh and just because I said on a more serious note.... Does not in any way mean that I wasn't serious about being impatient for a new topic lol.

[ABbutch]

chey
sweetcalico 8.6
BlueMoonWolf 21
SoulSearcher 13
MiamiButch 37


All have answered but chey, since it is Sunday, I will give the answer

The answer is 18 watches, so the next topic selector will be SoulSearcher since she is the closest number guess,without going over.
Looking forward to your topic SoulSearcher.

[SoulSearcher]

WOW lucky lucky me for getting to pick the new topic hehe. Ok everyone due to the bash and the fact that this is going to be such a hard hard topic you have until September 27th to get your entries in. There is no limit on the length of the story but it can not be a short one so make sure it is longer than 100 words. With that in mind here is the new topic....

You have to write a story about living in a fantasy land, which means that the land is inhibited by dragons, unicorns, gnomes, fairies, whatever mystical creatures you can think of. There are only 2 humans in this land. You and one other. However in the beginning you don't even know that there is another human on this land. So write about what it is like to live in this land with all of these mystical creatures, and how it is like when you finally run into the other human, now realizing that another human has been living on this land the whole time.

Ok as I told you before, this will probably be very hard but I feel it will definitely expand peoples creativity. I will get my entry in as soon as it is written, and I look forward to reading all of yours. Good luck.

[Artdecogoddess]

How cool is this? I like it as a topic - but I am super glad that you gave us a month to do it in!!!!!!

xo
Artdecogoddess

[BlueMoonWolf]

yes it is a fantastic fantasy ride we are going on for this next month! I am almost glad that i am not going to the bash so i have extra time to work on this!

[chey]

so sorry,
so many things going down,along with not a single notice came in letting me know,we have moved on,I am starting up two business and taking care of all the legal stuff,the buying stuff,web page making,you name it......again sorry,,,now off to find out why,not a single email alert came through....

[SoulSearcher]

I am sorry everyone, I know I picked this topic but I haven't been able to write a single paragraph. I have been trying but it is like I have writers block and I can't seem to get rid of it. I am still going to keep trying, so wish me luck and hopefully I will have something posted by the deadline.

[BlueMoonWolf]

I am about 4 paragraphs in, just not writing at the moment too sick, hopefully i will get it in on time though

[BlueMoonWolf]

Just thought i would get something posted, I am still working on it though...

The pain racked her body. She knew she was slowly dying; the poison was doing its work. She didn’t have the energy to summon even a spark of a fire to keep herself warm. The whine at her side dragged her into some form of thought. She may not summon fire for herself but she would for her Ashkeen she concentrated for a moment and felt the rush of the earth energy pulse through her. The sparks shot out of her fingers, igniting moss and grasses on the rocks nearby. She concentrated again and called twigs and enough wood to maybe last them through the night. Auli’i groaned her satisfaction at having extra warmth and snuggled in closer to Miniya, sharing the warmth of her thick fur coat.

As they drifted off to sleep Auli’i and Miniya linked their minds to share their memories. They had been doing this at dreamtime since they were paired so long ago. They shared the memories of their childhood and puppy hood before they had met. They shared the memories of their J’kean and how awful they had both felt until they had stumbled upon each other in this very cave they were resting in now. They shared the memories of the Magic Wars. That horrible time that they lost everything that they knew and loved. The world was now devoid of all other of Miniya’s kind or any other kind of human life.

All that was left was the animals that managed to survive. Some of the more magical creatures were still healing from the magical damage that the Zadornin had wrought in their headlong rush for their search for power. Miniya had no idea why she had survived that moment that everyone had died. Auli’i said it was because they were in wolf form and so far away that they were beyond the killing pulse. Miniya was not as confident in that answer but as she drifted away to sleep she stopped questioning and followed Auli’i in their bright green fields for them to dream run in.





Names, their meaning, and origins
Auli’i = Dainty one -Hawaiian
Miniya= much is expected of her- African
Zadornin = Saturn- Basque

Cultural definitions
Ashkeen- Animal familiar, once paired they are paired for life. If one dies the other dies as well.

J’keen- the time when the Ashkeen and their intended feel sick to their soul and must find each other to retain their sanity.

Zadornin – the band of evil power hungry wizards, witches, elves, dwarfs and other creatures that tried to create the darkest magic of all. Destroying the humans in the world in the process of seeking the dark magic.

[BlueMoonWolf]

and here is the ending....


Fifty miles away the sickness rocked her body again. All she could think of was to go south. She needed to get there soon she could feel the pull as physically as a rope pulling her to somewhere she didn’t know but she knew how to get there. The sickness kept pulling her and guiding her. She felt the gentle touch of her Ashkeen in her mind. Aukanai’i gently soothed Kinaya chuffing quietly in her mountain cat way. Aukanai’i whispered,”It’s not much further Kinaya. We can make it.” Kinaya groaned as another wave hit her, “Yes we can but will we be too late?” Aukanai’i didn’t respond but just kept moving along her large padded feet making little dust clouds as they moved.

Kinaya and Aukanai’i could see the images in her mind of the bright green fields of the wolves running playfully. The images drove them on until they could smell the scent of fire. They broke through into a clearing to see the small fire on the opposite side. Kinaya and Aukanai’i started walking faster as they could make out a lump on the ground near the fire; finally they broke into a run, skidding to a stop as they discovered another one of their kind. Kinaya’s mouth dropped open in complete shock.

But how was this possible? It had been months since the killing pulse she thought no one else was left alive. Aukanai’i nudged her mind. Why are you standing there? Heal them! They are poisoned by the Akee snake! This cry brought Kinaya out of her shocked immobility she fell to her knees and called the earth magic to drive out the poison. Once the poison was out of their systems she made them more comfortable and asked Aukanai’i to find them some food for when they woke.

She was sitting cross legged in front of the fire when the woman groaned, tried to sit up and reach for her sword Kinaya spoke softly, “There is no need for that.” As the woman fell back against the bed Kinaya had made for her. “Fine. Kill me then and get this over with.” Kinaya laughed a little at that. “There is no need for that either. I wouldn’t have taken the poison out of you if I intended to kill you.” The woman turned her head and looked at her with clearer eyes now. The realization slowly dawning on her as she took in the mountain lion rubbing heads with Auli’i.

“You are one of my kind…” her voice trailed off as the realization none of them had to be alone anymore.

As Miniya was drifting off back to sleep she heard, “What is your name? I am Kinaya”

“Miniya.” She mumbled as she surrendered to the sleep mulling over Kinaya’s name. There would be time enough for questions later.

Names, their meaning, and origins
Auli’i = Dainty one -Hawaiian
Miniya= much is expected of her- African
Aukanai’i = Strong Warrior – Hawaiian
Kinaya= Whole; complete =Swahili
Zadornin = Saturn- Basque

Cultural definitions
Ashkeen- Animal familiar, once paired they are paired for life. If one dies the other dies as well.

J’keen- the time when the Ashkeen and their intended feel sick to their soul and must find each other to retain their sanity.

Zadornin – the band of evil power hungry wizards, witches, elves, dwarfs and other creatures that tried to create the darkest magic of all. Destroying the humans in the world in the process of seeking the dark magic.

[MiamiButch]

Somehow I knew it would come to this. Everyone shouting at everyone else, who has the biggest bomb, the strongest army, the toughest men, etc. I knew that it would only be a matter of time that ONE self-centered, ego maniacal dictator decided that if HE didn't run the world, NO one would, and so, Armageddon, The End of the World. Lucky for me, I saw it coming. Everyone around me thought I was loony tunes, now everyone around me is charbroiled, so who's the loony now, eh? Loony tunes decided to blow her father's inheritance by buying a private island, building a lead-lined underground bunker that was completly independant of outside resources, fresh water was provided by the ocean, desalinators working 24hours a day, and the enery to run them was provided by the ocean as well. The food source, eighty acres of underground farmland, lit by sunlamps that cycled on a regular solar timeclock. Entertainment was provided by an immense library, mega computers and enough AI to keep things interesting. But you know, there's nothing like having someone around to bitch at, talk to, cry with, hold and make love to. I've been in this bloody hole for five years now, and if I have to hear the AI system ask me if I wanna play a game or anything else, I'm gonna SCREAM! So, I've decided to venture out. Not the brightest thing to do you say, right? Don't you worry about me, Papa's billions gave me a lot of really interesting toys to experiment with, including a spray-on radioactivity repellant, a rebreather that can allow me to breathe in just about ANY conditions (that was a lot of fun when there were still some fish that didn't want to eat me as an hordeourve) and a first of its' kind, self contained, land/sea/air vehicle.This little sucker could even travel through LAVA and PERMAFROST, it was supposed to go visit the moons of Io, but obviously, it didn't make it that far. The heck with it, I can put it to much better use than methane surfing.
Ok, let's see. Sprayed myself all over, check, got my rebreather on, check, got keys to the AEEV (all enviroment exploration vehicle. As I exit my little corner of reality and rise above the island, I'm seeing that some of the vegetation that had been destroyed was growing back. Here and there, patches of green, some palms, a few shrubs. I didn't hear anything though. It's eerie, like I've lost my sense of hearing, except that I can hear myself breathing, and the ticks and beeps of the exterior enviroment sensors. Believe it or not, the air isn't as badly saturated with radiation as I thought it would be. Not as bad, but still bad enough that I need my rebreather. It wouldn't kill me immediately, but there'd be some VERY interesting growths on my lungs within a matter of weeks.
Flying low over the ocean, I saw signs of the new owners. What I like to call Teetharama fish. Huge, ugly, nasty tempered fish with teenytiny little eyes, and a mouth with so many teeth that some grew on the OUTSIDE of its mouth. One encounter with that ugly puppy was more than enough for me.
Ah, here we go, I'm almost at what used to be Key West, Florida. The sun and fun capital of the Keys. Still lots of sun here, too much, in fact. It glared off the water and off the bare sand beach like the noonday sun off of shiny metal. Nothing was growing along the beach, it was a wasteland. Here and there, you could see traces of withered trees that had fought to live in the scorching sun and had long lost thier battle. Like withered skeletons of a forgotten war, their corpses attesting to the brutality of the enviroment.
Let me keep going before I get to morose and melancholy for my own good. I flew deeper inland, past my father's mansion in Coral Gables. Lord, I can't believe this... Coral Gables, once a lush, green upscale neighborhood, now..there's nothing there. Not a single building remains, the streets that were once canopied by huge,stately oaks now look like a giantess ran her fingernails across the ground, leaving nothing but the black and gray marks of asphalt. The birds that sang in those trees, the neighbors that walked their dogs, even the stray cats, gone, all of it gone. I am NOT going to cry, I'm NOT!! There has to be life SOMEWHERE. SOMEONE had to survive this! I wrench the control lever of the AEEV North. Towards Fort Lauderdale, maybe there is something left there. All around me, devastation, vast barren areas bereft of anything even remotely resembling life, and yet, the few places that I find that had the tiniest bit of green give me hope, hope that somehow, somewhere, there is someone else left.
Almost in Fort Lauderdale now. Things are a little better here, there are still maybe one or two buildings that are up, but still no sign of anyone. But wait, what is that? Am I hallucinating? I could have sworn I just saw a shadow in that...Hey! What the f*#$k?? Something just hit my AEEV! Hold on, I have to go check this out, but just in case let me get my attitude adjuster gun. Oh, yeah, another one of my Papa's gifts. A gun that fires a stream of "Happy Juice" instead of a bullet. Happy juice is what I call it, the scientists call it a dermatalogically infused sedative. In other words, it touches any skin, you get very, VERRY relaxed! Of course, I've got a REAL gun for back up, but hey, I'm not taking any chances that I might blow the head off of the only OTHER human being there is, IF there is one! So, let's go see what or who was playing target practice with my machine.
Hmmm.... Something smells good, like, homecooked food. I literally "follow my nose", to a building to my right. A bank, wouldn't you know it! Lead lined bank vaults, hmm... That would be a great refuge for when the big bomb dropped, now wouldn't it. I'm going to have to investigate. OUCH! Hey! Oh no, not YOU!!! Of all the people that could have lived through the end of the world, it has to be my EX!!!! Oh well, they always say the second time around is always better than the first time! Just in case, I shoot her full of Happy Juice!

[BlueMoonWolf]

That was fantastic Miami!!

This has to be my favorite line "Here and there, you could see traces of withered trees that had fought to live in the scorching sun and had long lost thier battle. Like withered skeletons of a forgotten war, their corpses attesting to the brutality of the enviroment."

[GemmeFemme]

That was fantastic Miami!!

This has to be my favorite line "Here and there, you could see traces of withered trees that had fought to live in the scorching sun and had long lost thier battle. Like withered skeletons of a forgotten war, their corpses attesting to the brutality of the enviroment."

Ditto to what BMW said, MB. Excellent visualization!

[MiamiButch]

Aww, shucks, it weren't nothin'! lol Would you believe I wrote that off the top of my head? The ending came when I thought of the horror of my ex being the only other person left alive! lol Thank God for Happy Juice! LMAO

[BlueMoonWolf]

Aww, shucks, it weren't nothin'! lol Would you believe I wrote that off the top of my head? The ending came when I thought of the horror of my ex being the only other person left alive! lol Thank God for Happy Juice! LMAO

LOL yes thank god for Happy Juice!

[BlueMoonWolf]

Nudges... the deadline was the 27th... we need a new topic...

[SoulSearcher]

I am sorry everyone but right now I am packing and moving all at the same time so I have to step away from this for a while and my internet will probably be shut off tomorrow and I won't be back online til it gets switched over to my new place. Please forgive me for not doing my part like I was supposed to. I will talk to you all after I get moved and get my internet back up and running. Hugsssss

[BlueMoonWolf]

I am sorry everyone but right now I am packing and moving all at the same time so I have to step away from this for a while and my internet will probably be shut off tomorrow and I won't be back online til it gets switched over to my new place. Please forgive me for not doing my part like I was supposed to. I will talk to you all after I get moved and get my internet back up and running. Hugsssss

Okay so here is my suggestion.... since there were only 2 entries this time.... BOTH Miami and I set a challenge, everyone gets to choose if they are going to do one or the other or both! Miami and I will get together to choose a deadline, question and answer.

Sound fair to everyone?

Blue

[DAYWALKER]

Okay so here is my suggestion.... since there were only 2 entries this time.... BOTH Miami and I set a challenge, everyone gets to choose if they are going to do one or the other or both! Miami and I will get together to choose a deadline, question and answer.

Sound fair to everyone?

Blue

Yes, please and thank you.

[GemmeFemme]

Okay so here is my suggestion.... since there were only 2 entries this time.... BOTH Miami and I set a challenge, everyone gets to choose if they are going to do one or the other or both! Miami and I will get together to choose a deadline, question and answer.

Sound fair to everyone?

Blue

I was SO thinking something along these lines last night. You must be a mindreader.

[sweetcalico]

Okay so here is my suggestion.... since there were only 2 entries this time.... BOTH Miami and I set a challenge, everyone gets to choose if they are going to do one or the other or both! Miami and I will get together to choose a deadline, question and answer.

Sound fair to everyone?

Blue

I love going to the fair.

sweetcali

[MiamiButch]

Hey, everyone, I've thought about this and okayed it with Blue, so here's my topic idea: You have to write a funny news article about something in your home town, a spoof of the local scene, as it were. If anyone reads Dave Barry, you understand what I mean. No limit to how long (within reason of course, I want a news article, not a dissertation! lol ) BUT, it HAS to be pertinent to where YOU live and about the people in YOUR town/city/state. And since I thought it up, I'm going to go first. The Miami Herald has just discovered an outbreak of a mysterious ailment on South Beach. It seems that there has been a recent outbreak of the dreaded Mentis Vacuui virus. This virus lays waste to the language centers of the brain, making it's victims unable to communicate in plain English. It can cause an overwhelming desire to have unneccesary cosmetic surgery, implanting silicone in the unlikeliest places, such as buttocks, lips, cheeks and hips as well as the excess enlargement of the female breasts. This virus also renders the hetero male brain incapable of anything but drooling and staring at any female with anything more than an A cup brassiere. In hetero females, it causes severe cases of gold fever, running at the mouth inanely, and the uncontrollable desire flirt with everyone and to shop at overpriced, designer stores. The geriatric community is in an uproar over the uncontrolled drooling/incessant flirting of the diseased crowd and has demanded that the CDC quarentine certain areas of South Beach to prevent further spread of the virus. So far, the CDC has remained silent about the outbreak, for fear of causing panic. However, if you feel that you might have been exposed to the MV virus, watch for these signs:

In Men: Drooling at the sight of anything even remotely mammarian looking.
Changes in wardrobe/behaviour such as: Wearing pants two sizes too big and no belt to hold them up, buying fake gold, putting on fake gold teeth, flashing "gangsign", starting every other sentence with "Yo", "Mah nigga" or "Mah Dog".
Saying things like "Ya feel me" and "Word"


In Women: Having more than one cosmetic surgery scheduled in a year.
Receipts for high end clothing/shoes/accesories stacked on their desks in the "To Pay" file.
Repeating the word "Like" in a sentence as in: " I was like, totally stunned, like, he didn't get me, like I was talking nonsense, like."
Braiding thier hair in tight cornrows so close to the scalp as to cause major brain damage from the tightness.
Wearing eight inch heels and full makeup to take out the garbage.
Finding more than three phone numbers written on napkins in their purse.
The inability to choose ONE outfit to wear in a two hour time span.


If you, or anyone you know has recently developed these symptoms, please call the CDC immediately. There is only one known cure for MV at this time, and it involves intensive aversion therapy,barbed wire, jumper cables and some other components we are still not completely sure of.

[baynurse]

Gloria was rebellious and misunderstood. A tomboy, she didn’t fit in and was labeled a problem child: Hyperactive with poor conduct. Her teachers liked her, but they were frustrated at her energy and inability to stay still and quiet like the other students.

She couldn’t wait to get out of school. She smoked and drank, and was a tough, need-no-one kinda dyke. She was popular, liked, and a good, loyal friend. She never loved anything or anyone.

Her life had never unfolded completely. She had women love her instantly. She knew what to say, do, and how to act in a way that drew people to her. She was magnetic.

She moved on, from girl to girl, not in one-nighters, but long enough to know this one wasn’t what she wanted.

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Sarah had just moved back into town. Alone and ready to explore the women of the Bay Area, she wanted to taste them all! She dreamt of a gallant, strong, forceful butches that would come her way and bring her to her weak knees.

Meeting Sarah was unlike the rest. Gloria was usually the one pursued and hit on by the aggressive femmes. She did not have to work at getting a date. Hell, Gloria had dates five or six times a week, all with different women – even three different ones in one day.

Gloria didn’t see Sarah as anyone different from the rest. Just another body to enjoy for a while, then move on, without leaving a mess.

Weeks went by, and Gloria knew something was different. Something about how she felt. Wanting to see more of Sarah, wanti
ng more of Sarah in her life and in her bed.

Sarah knew of Glorias past, and knew Gloria was a player, and a good one at that. No one had ever bad-mouthed Gloria; she was a good person with a lot of girlfriends. Always a beautiful woman in her arms. Gloria, untamed and unreachable in her closed heart, had met her match.

[baynurse]

For a lifetime



You offered yourself to me, you offered your talents , your beauty, your thoughtfulness and knowledge about so many things, you offered your heart and your future to me.
I willingly and gladly accepted your gift, and in return offered you my trust and devotion to us as a family in this lifetime.

Our once paralleled roads have now stretched far and wide apart. You, in your world, me in mine. The unimaginable has happened. Betrayal, rejection, pain, rage, fear, loss, anger, hatred, agony, despair, transition, resilliance, strength, intention. Integrity, radiance. Transformation, awakening,

If I had the choice to be in this much pain over loosing you , or in feeling the most amazing bliss I have ever felt when I was with you.
I would choose being with you for a minute of bliss, than a lifetime of emptiness and aloneness.

You must have been an angel in my life, a sweet beautiful angel of love to teach me the lesson of balance. Because there is truly a balance in the depth of the bliss I had being in love with you compared to the depth of agony and despair I have now that you are gone.

Today, I offer you peace in your life and to the next person who benefits from knowing you I wish them congratulations, you have been blessed with an angel.



Peace On your Journey, may amazing things happen for you. Cat Stevens put it… OH baby, baby, It’s Wild World. And I’ll always remember you, like a child, girl.

Just remember there’s a lot of things gone bad out there…..

I hope you have a lot of nice things to wear.


It’s breaking my heart in two, but I never want to see you sad , girl. Don’t be a bad girl.
But if you wanna leave take good care…………Cerado,

[GemmeFemme]

MB, what a hilarious article! I enjoyed it thoroughly.

baynurse, welcome to the thread! You'll find that there is a method to our madness, though. Typically, one person introduces a topic and outlines the pararmeters for our entries. Once the deadline has passed, a question is asked and those who participated answer it. The one closest to the correct answer is the next person to determine the topic. However, this time is a bit different. If you'll read through the last few posts, we're going to have two topics to choose from. MB just listed the first. BMW will post hers soon too. I look forward to your entries for their topics.

[DAYWALKER]

OMG...lol, this is going to be a fun Topic!

What's the deadline please?

I'm feeling the need to write, and missed the last one or two rounds.

I loves this thread to pieces.

That's all.

[DaddyCat]

I was SO thinking something along these lines last night. You must be a mindreader.

Trust Me Gemme.....

She IS a mindreader....

I KNOW...

I will think of something this round...
as BMW knows, I can find lots of stupid
stuff to write here in My hometown...
LOL