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Weekly Contest #357
There was once a mouse named Chipper. He lived in a house that was also close to the forest where he once lived. Chipper decided to move to the house about a year ago as he was cold and hungry, and decided that the house would be the best source of shelter and food for him. Chipper frequently went to the garbage cans and kitchen floor to find scraps of food and other materials that made his life a little easier. “Now this is the life,” thought Chipper, “I don’t have to worry about stuff like local hunters, which I frequently had to back when...
Weekly Contest #355
During a dinner party in the final days of September, there was a man by the name of Michael Tret who as looking for someone else there named, Eric Wron. To everyone else at the part, Michael was an ordinary chef who was friendly with his neighbors and spent most of the days at his store helping his customers. What most people didn’t know was that Michael was also an assassin who worked for a criminal syndicate known as the Shadow Mask. Michael had been sent on a mission to find someone that the organization was hired to kill....
Weekly Contest #354
As night arrived and began covering the land in darkness, a man named Alex Wertol sat in his prison cell, wondering what would happen next during the last few hours of the day. He had been falsely imprisoned for thievery as when he was shopping in the town market, someone had mistaken him for a thief and because nobody argued against that, he was quickly imprisoned within a few days. “How could they,” thought Alex to himself, “I remember seeing the thief and I don’t like anything like him.” Pacing around his cell, he wondered ...
Weekly Contest #353
There was once an artist named Rade Myner. He was an artist that knew how to do a niche style of art known as Watercrafting. The art revolved around using water to make unique paintings and sculptures and he enjoyed what he did. With the art form, he was able to craft numerous unique sculptures and paintings that not only looked beautiful but also moved when they were done. One of his most famous works of art was known as the Highsurfer which was a sculpture that he crafted about ten years earlier that not only looked uncannil...
Weekly Contest #351
There was once an author by the name of Harold Farmel. He was a lifelong author who enjoyed writing stories that fascinated readers for over four decades. Among his creations include multiple book series about characters from a rabbit trying to find his way home after being shipwrecked to a fox trying to survive a winter by growing crops that are cold-resistant. Unfortunately for the writer, he had been recently diagnosis with a medical condition that would slowly take away his ability to remember things. The diagnosis had hau...
Weekly Contest #350
There were a pair of police officers checking security over a local bank. The bank had just been robbed about five minutes prior and the two officers were tasked with checking security on the left side of the bank where they had seen the team of bank robbers leave from that area. They were about to report it to their commanders when they saw a random man by the name of John Tenwrit walk by and saw a dropped bag of stolen cash. “Should we report this,” asked one of the officers to his partner. His partner replied by saying that...
Weekly Contest #349
In a peaceful world known as Farhome, a lone human man sits at his table alone with his thoughts. Named James Rune, he had been sitting in his house for a few hours now. He had wished that things were easier for him, but they weren’t, and he now had to think about a choice that would not only have consequential effects for not only him but the world around him. As a man of almost fifty, he had lived in Farhome is whole life and now had to consider what will happen in the next few hours. James stood up to walk around his garden...
Weekly Contest #348
A corporate attorney by the name of Sam Wilm thought about what his next decision would be about an important court case that was coming in about a month. He worked for a wealthy and important food corporation known as Food Deal, which had stores and restaurants across the USA and fed millions of people a day. Unfortunately, Sam was also aware that the corporation was guilty of incredibly heinous crimes, including injecting their foods with chemicals that caused numerous health problems a year from cancer to heart problems. Sa...
Weekly Contest #347
In a country named Landfar, there lived a man by the name of Jerry Tinone. Jerry was a long-time supporter of the country’s government, which was described by their neighbors as an oppressive dictatorship. However, that fact didn’t dissuade Jerry from being a staunch supporter of the government whom he proudly praised in front of the rest of his family as being guardians of his country and people. This would often lead to arguments between him and his family members whenever there were gatherings. During one gathering, the arg...
Weekly Contest #346
Officer Davis sat in her office in a police station, looking at her new mission, which was investigating someone whom the police suspected as a sex offender. “The force has suspected this guy to be a sex criminal for a while,” thought Officer Davis, “I am logging on, and messaging this guy.” “My mission is to try to see if he really is a creep, and then try to find a time so that the rest of the task force can search his house.” Officer Davis then logged on to a messaging website named Partnerfinder, and found the target, who was named Chris...
Weekly Contest #345
An American soldier sat in the trenches of WW1, not knowing what would happen next. Every day was the same routine, nothing changed and the same things happened as planned. Some days it would rain, and some days the mud would be so slippery that it would be difficult to walk without holding on to something. There were days where he could hear the sound of gunfire, which even though it was scary, at least it was something different to listen to. For rations, the soldier was lucky that it wasn’t covered in mold as he heard that ...
Weekly Contest #344
Entry #20 12/20/1803 My name is Nathan Gray, and I am an explorer who travelled to a mountain known as Peak Frostcliff. I have been dreaming of this adventure for years as I have heard that many adventurers have tried to traverse the mountain only to be either lost or give up a few days after attempting to climb it. I have wanted to be the one who would finally conquer the mountain and plant a flag at the very top. Planning for the trip took weeks as I needed to find both a team that would be willing to help me with this endeavor as well as...
Weekly Contest #343
A rebel by the name of Eric was fleeing a group of pursuing guards, and managed to hide in a nearby cabin that he found when running through a forest. He had been sending messages between rebel groups for months now and had managed to evade detection from the authorities up until a day prior. He had no idea how he was discovered, but for him, that was something he could think about another time. As of right now, he badly needed a place to hide from the pursuing guards who wanted him dead. “If they capture me, I will be lucky t...
Weekly Contest #342
Michael Walket, a musician, stands in a hospital room, comforting his wife as she was diagnosed with cancer a year before. He pleaded with the doctor to do anything and everything to help her, but it was of no avail, and they said that she would only have a year to live. Michael cried for days after hearing the news. All he could do was help his wife be more comfortable until the inevitable came. “I am so sorry that I couldn’t do more to help you,” said Michael to his wife, “if I could, I would spend the rest of eternity looki...
Weekly Contest #341
12/13/1230 To My Dearest Brother Eric Cryfall, I regret to inform you that my latest mission, to infiltrate the area held by the invaders from the country Tirewind (fictional country and universe) known as the Bluegate Fields, has not been the rousing success that we had hoped. For my own safety, I will not be including my or your address in these letters, and will be using our aliases instead. I have been in a small town in the region for about three months now, and the people here are content with living with ...
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