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The Six-Word Story Exercise

Kutie Pie

"It is my destiny."
^ lol

Bizarro World: if only you knew. (My actual epitaph for Senior Scrapbook.)

Please do not look behind you.

Adam fell that men might be.

It's heavily implied I'm being punched.

People are stupid, a person isn't.

I'm having fun, how about you?
 
Misread this as "Six-Word Story Excuse". o0; Anyway ...

Abrupt affection: that's shipping for you.

Necrophilia or bestiality? Whine, sparkle, chagrin.


Okay but in all seriousness:

Gunshot: silent, yet it echoes still.

Stop laughing, fools! The world's ending!

Lighthearted adventure, dark secrets, doomed future.

Resumé? When these hands made worlds?

Rest in peace: a futile hope.

Eggshells, affection, childhood, everything is broken.

The twist? To earn badge, lose.

Watch the horizon, but he's gone.

Your apocalypse: Hyde was a precursor.

Normal is such a relative term.

Spoiler alert: Jesus dies, gets better.
 
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Air Dragon

Ha, ha... not.
Ooh, ooh! I got one!

And it comes very close to summing up my main fic perfectly!

What's the worst that could happen? (If you count "What's" as one word)

or even better: Could his luck suck any more?

Heh heh... L@er!
 

FocusPresenceEndurance

Aspiring Author
Dwarven vow number number 7!

Goodness and love will always win!

Sorry, had to do that... XD

I'd like to give it a try. Only problem is is that my fanfic revolves around a number of themes. It would be pretty hard to condense it. But I'll try...

Those with friends never stand alone.

I think that could maybe perhaps can sum it up. At least that's the best I can come up with right now. I'll sleep on it.

Here's another one that I think would be another theme in my fic:

Power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely.

That was what I was supposed to do right? O.O
 

Blazie

Huh?
Relationships - forever changed in an instant.

...Uh...wow, that one was easy but now I'm totally stumped. Hmm...

Destroyed friendships are never fully replaced.

Choose: The planet, or your friends?
 

pokenutter

Warrior of Time
Heath joined a rescue team accidentally.

Sorry, it's the best I've got.
 
Well it could be a story excuse! Why make 20+ chapters when you can have one with six words? =))
XD I meant that I'd thought it meant that these were sorry excuses for stories. Which is why I was confused, because they weren't. :p

More snippets of weirdness yay~

Here's the lesson: haters gonna hate.

They'll only see where light's been.

His life's too important for protection.

Dreams, not mere wishes, come true.

HIDE YOUR KIDS, HIDE YOUR WIFE
 

SilverSoulLugia

Well-Known Member
This looks interesting, so I'll do my own variant, an actual story composed of six-word lines! :D

She played cards with the Reaper.
An ancient family tradition: still going.

Poker was the game of choice.
Her grandmother taught her to play.

The grandmother lay on the bed.
Dying, but not afraid of it.

The girl made the first move.
The Grim Reaper did the same.

"Why does this happen?" She asked.
A reply came from the skeleton:
"It has been done for years."
The girl was stubborn: "But why?"
"No questions. Keep playing. Your move."

The game lasted for hours, days.
But time was not the same,
As the Reaper could change it.

After a while, he stood up.
"I have enjoyed this match."
The girl stared at him, clueless.
"But the game is still going..."
"Nevertheless, I must go now, child."
And he glided away, into nothingness.

She turned: Her grandmother was gone.
And in her place, a note:

"Keep the tradition in the family.
Teach your own grandaughter card games.
There is no reason for this,
Except it has always been done.
I watched you - you did well.
I'm very, very proud of you.
Goodbye, for now, Your loving Grandmother."

She placed the note down gently,
And left through the bedroom door.
 

Draco Malfoy

-REaction
Gunshot: silent, yet it echoes still.

Eggshells, affection, childhood, everything is broken.

Absolutely love these. So, so great. =)

My own:

Pierced stares, and one kiss, alas.

Candle flickers out: the wick is untouched.
 

GlaceonLover1

BestCharacterEver <3
For Some Reason, My Dreams Fade. *

Just Darkness Equals An Unwanted Nightmare.

*I think I will write a fan fic on it.
 
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