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Topic Started: Jul 13 2012, 11:15 PM (952 Views)
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Jul 13 2012, 11:15 PM
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there was a wall. And on that wall were various words. These words were used to combine into a story. Yet, this story is not written yet. This is the job of the fellow participants. I urge you to use the words on this wall to create your own story (please keep it under 500 words at the most). The best story wins a prize. Enter the story wall!
Try to use every word if you can, however these words must be used to create a LOGICAL story. You don't have to use every word, though it is recommended.
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Jul 13 2012, 11:19 PM
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Nice! I was thinking of starting a writing contest, and also trying to come up with more connecting wall spin-offs, so you've killed two birds with one stone here .
I'll have to enter this. Hopefully, the writers will appreciate this one!
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Jul 13 2012, 11:20 PM
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I love this idea so much !!
I'll certainly have a go at this (though I'm going off soon, so I'll probably do it tomorrow).
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Jul 13 2012, 11:24 PM
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Glad you like the idea. I wasn't sure if you would or not.
Actually, my real motive with this is to try to get others involved with walls who weren't necessarily intrigued by the typical walls, but either way works.
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Jul 13 2012, 11:30 PM
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Quick question:
By logical, do you mean I can't use talking animals? Would it be preferable if I stuck to writing human characters?
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Jul 13 2012, 11:32 PM
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- Jul 13 2012, 11:30 PM
Quick question:
By logical, do you mean I can't use talking animals? Would it be preferable if I stuck to writing human characters? No, talking animals is fine. I allow fantasy and fiction, but even in those genres logical parameters are involved in some way.
Like for example, say you had some animals who could talk like humans, but other animals acted like everyday animals that couldn't talk like humans. I might consider this illogical unless there was a specific reason that certain animals talked and others didn't.
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Jul 14 2012, 10:39 PM
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Here's my first entry. It's probably the worst story I've ever written (I normally write dialogue, but I thought that might not work for this contest), and the plot changes too quickly for my liking...TWICE...
Hopefully I can get a better one later. It's spoilered for size. Any problems with it, and I'll be happy to make some changes. I managed to use all the words, but most of them were in one segment.
Spoiler: click to toggle Once upon a time there was an anthropomorphic unicorn named Hilda who was bored as anything, and browsing on the internet. “Nothing is happening today..” she sighed. To cure her boredom, she decided to go on YouTube, to listen to some music. Unfortunately, her internet wasn't working well, and the only videos that were loading quickly were “The Photosynthesis Song”, “Friday” and various ones which led to rickrolls. She sighed once more. “Nothing fun to do in here. I guess I'll go out.” With that, she turned off her computer, and walked outside. It seemed like a nice day, though there were several clouds in the sky, indicating that there could be some rain on the way. “Could be raining soon” she thought, while walking along the path, towards the town. “I'd better not be out for too long.” While looking around the town, she noticed a small ice cream parlour, with a sign in the window. The unicorn walked over to the sign. “Half price on everything in stock now. Offer ends tomorrow” she read. Well, she was quite hungry. “I'll go inside” she thought. “Hello” the unicorn at the counter said. “What flavour would you like?” “Do you serve starfruit ice cream?” she said, more in hope than expectation. She had tried starfruit on several occasions, and liked its flavour. “Er...what's a starfruit?” he replied, feeling confused. “We serve Vanilla Fudge Swirl, Double Chocolate Delight, Magic Marshmallow Munch, Ground Ginger Goo and Sweet Strawberry Sensation.” “Er...how much for a Vanilla Fudge Swirl?” she asked. “Fudge Swirls are £1.00. They're the cheapest, before you ask that question.” he replied. “OK then. I'll have a Vanilla Fudge Swirl. Here's your pound.” “Thanks. Here's your ice cream. Please come again.” With that, she took her ice cream and promptly departed from the parlour, while licking the frozen dessert. “Well, at least it isn't raining yet” Hilda said to herself. No sooner had she uttered these words, that a drizzle started. “Great” she said, sarcastically, wishing she hadn't said anything in the first place. “I'll have to dash home.” But she wasn't the only unicorn in a hurry to get away from the rain. She now found herself running back and forth in a sort of a zig-zag pattern, dodging other unicorns left, right and centre. “Why didn't I bring an umbrella!?” she thought, still running, and now all wet. She was clinging onto her ice cream, and in her haste she had nearly dropped it twice. All the while the rainfall became heavier. Eventually, she made it home. Now soaked, Hilda opened the door, and sat down on a chair to eat her ice cream. “Not the best weather to be eating it in, but at least it tastes good” she said, while licking the ice cream. “Maybe today wasn't so non-eventful after all.”
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Jul 14 2012, 11:35 PM
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- Jul 14 2012, 10:39 PM
Here's my first entry. It's probably the worst story I've ever written (I normally write dialogue, but I thought that might not work for this contest), and the plot changes too quickly for my liking...TWICE... Hopefully I can get a better one later. It's spoilered for size. Any problems with it, and I'll be happy to make some changes. I managed to use all the words, but most of them were in one segment. Spoiler: click to toggle Once upon a time there was an anthropomorphic unicorn named Hilda who was bored as anything, and browsing on the internet. “Nothing is happening today..” she sighed. To cure her boredom, she decided to go on YouTube, to listen to some music. Unfortunately, her internet wasn't working well, and the only videos that were loading quickly were “The Photosynthesis Song”, “Friday” and various ones which led to rickrolls. She sighed once more. “Nothing fun to do in here. I guess I'll go out.” With that, she turned off her computer, and walked outside. It seemed like a nice day, though there were several clouds in the sky, indicating that there could be some rain on the way. “Could be raining soon” she thought, while walking along the path, towards the town. “I'd better not be out for too long.” While looking around the town, she noticed a small ice cream parlour, with a sign in the window. The unicorn walked over to the sign. “Half price on everything in stock now. Offer ends tomorrow” she read. Well, she was quite hungry. “I'll go inside” she thought. “Hello” the unicorn at the counter said. “What flavour would you like?” “Do you serve starfruit ice cream?” she said, more in hope than expectation. She had tried starfruit on several occasions, and liked its flavour. “Er...what's a starfruit?” he replied, feeling confused. “We serve Vanilla Fudge Swirl, Double Chocolate Delight, Magic Marshmallow Munch, Ground Ginger Goo and Sweet Strawberry Sensation.” “Er...how much for a Vanilla Fudge Swirl?” she asked. “Fudge Swirls are £1.00. They're the cheapest, before you ask that question.” he replied. “OK then. I'll have a Vanilla Fudge Swirl. Here's your pound.” “Thanks. Here's your ice cream. Please come again.” With that, she took her ice cream and promptly departed from the parlour, while licking the frozen dessert. “Well, at least it isn't raining yet” Hilda said to herself. No sooner had she uttered these words, that a drizzle started. “Great” she said, sarcastically, wishing she hadn't said anything in the first place. “I'll have to dash home.” But she wasn't the only unicorn in a hurry to get away from the rain. She now found herself running back and forth in a sort of a zig-zag pattern, dodging other unicorns left, right and centre. “Why didn't I bring an umbrella!?” she thought, still running, and now all wet. She was clinging onto her ice cream, and in her haste she had nearly dropped it twice. All the while the rainfall became heavier. Eventually, she made it home. Now soaked, Hilda opened the door, and sat down on a chair to eat her ice cream. “Not the best weather to be eating it in, but at least it tastes good” she said, while licking the ice cream. “Maybe today wasn't so non-eventful after all.” Not bad. My only main suggestion would be to change the beginning a bit so you can either make the internet part related to the ice cream part or make it something different. Other than that, I like it. I know it's not an easy thing to write and this is the first time hosting this contests, so yeah... I would suggest just trying to change the beginning a bit.
Also to other entries, please use the spoiler tags. It's a lot easier.
I will post my own just for fun as an example as well. You can have three entries at most, but I'll only take your best one.
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Jul 14 2012, 11:46 PM
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Ah, OK. Thanks !
I agree, I wasn't very happy with the first segment, either.
I'll certainly have a go writing a second one.
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Jul 15 2012, 12:13 AM
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Okay, here's my crazy entry as an example:
Spoiler: click to toggle Vanilla was sitting on a pile of cotton candy clouds and looking at the goo below. "Moccha, do you ever wonder what is down there?" "My mom told me that the unicorns live there," said a brown colored ice cream cone. "Oh my gawd, isn't that so totally awesome?" said Vanilla. "I would so totally love a pet unicorn." "If unicorns were real...," said Moccha. "Uh oh, what's that? The sky is swirling..." said Vanilla. "We better go home before the Starfruit King comes and melts us all. Our harvest is late." The two ice cream cones zig-zagged across the swirling clouds as starfruits fell from space. "Careful, don't let them hit you in the head," said Vanilla, hopping toward her taco house. Starfruit collided into the cotton candy, rupturing its base and leaving behind a sauna bath. Then there was a crazy disco music flooding through the sky and dancing pegasus cheerleaders cleared the way... "WHO SUMMONS ME?" said a booming voice. "ARE YOU NOT AWARE THAT I HAVEN'T BEEN THROUGH PHOTOSYNTHESIS YET THIS YEAR. YOU FOOLS." "Sorry Mr. Starfruit King..." said Moccha. "We were just looking at the beautiful goo shapes below us..." "FOOLS. I SHALL TURN YOU INTO ANGRY PEANUTS, YOU LITTLE PRETEENED ICE CREAM CONES." Vanilla screamed and ran toward her taco house, but in a flick of his hand, the floating Starfruit King summoned a storm of hot cocoa toward the ice cream cone village. "YOU HAVE THREE HOURS. BRING ME SOME SEAWEED CRUNCH CEREAL OR I WILL TURN YOU ALL INTO ANGRY PEANUTS... IF YOU DON'T MELT THAT IS... MU HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Vanilla and Moccha hopped into the broccoli forest where they saw their friend Strawberry. "Oh my totally oh my gawd," said Moccha. "It's Strawberry." "What's up, gurl?" asked Vanilla. "Looking berry nice today, Straw." "Aww, so sweet. Cookie thought so too," said Strawberry. "Isn't he so dreamy..." "Look, I wish we could sit around and chat, but we need to find some Seaweed Crunch Cereal in less than 160 words or else we'll all become angry peanuts... or worse... melt..." "Oh my gawd," said Strawberry. "I just had that cereal." "No way," said Moccha. "Yeah, but the prize inside totally scared me... it was some weird platypus doing a country western jig," said Strawberry. "While singing the Seaweed Crunch theme song. He was soooo totally cute though." "No way," said Vanilla. "Let's get it out." "YOU HAVE 90, NO WAIT, 88 WORDS LEFT UNTIL YOU BECOME MY SNACK YOU LITTLE ICE CREAM CONES!" "Let's hope this totally works," said Strawberry pulling out her Seaweed Crunch box. Out of the box jumped a platypus in tutu overalls and a piece of wheat in his mouth. He sang and danced and sang and danced until everyone was covering their ears. The Starfruit King started withering away. "NOOOOOOO...." "It's like magic," said Vanilla. "You totally rock, platypus." The three of them exchanged flavors and watched as the Starfruit King dissolved away.
Please indicate in bold the words you used.
I hope I didn't confuse everyone with the whole "logic" statement. All I meant was that the story should have a beginning, middle, and end. I will take into account that it is only 500 words, so just do your best (I'd avoid describing and instead just tell the story). If you really like it, you can expand on it later.
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Jul 15 2012, 10:50 PM
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Update: Submissions due 7/31/12. This gives people a lot of time to complete this.
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Jul 17 2012, 09:27 AM
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I think I might give this a go. Seems like fun.
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Jul 17 2012, 02:13 PM
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Well, I have started my entry, but it's really no better than what an 11-year-old would write. I'm currently wondering whether to try and improve it, or to release it as a shamelessly terrible story .
Well, I'll need to revise it anyway, because it doesn't really have a proper beginning, middle and end as it is now.
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Jul 17 2012, 02:24 PM
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My second entry mainly features this character narrating her own story . I'm still working on it, though (but I don't think it's very good).
But considering the deadline's the end of the month, I'll give myself plenty of time to improve it.
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Jul 17 2012, 02:29 PM
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Well, let's face it. They're never going to be very good . They probably won't be as bad as mine, though.
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Jul 17 2012, 02:41 PM
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Well, this is my first time hosting this type of contest. If these rules don't work out, we can reestablish them for next time, but the really only way to find out is by participating. A winner will still come from somewhere. And you mention "they might never be good" which could or could not be true. However, in either case, if they are all good or all bad, at least the quality of each will make the competition not only worthwhile, but hard to distinguish a winner.
I myself am pretty good at evaluating writing, so I will give input if wanted.
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Jul 17 2012, 02:49 PM
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What I meant really was that our writing is so constrained that we can't expect to be able to write to our usual standard here.
Not that that's a complaint. It's actually an interesting challenge.
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Jul 17 2012, 09:54 PM
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- Jul 17 2012, 02:49 PM
What I meant really was that our writing is so constrained that we can't expect to be able to write to our usual standard here.
Not that that's a complaint. It's actually an interesting challenge. Yeah, that's the intention here.
I'm also willing to make the community vote on the winner so it's not just my opinion.
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Jul 21 2012, 01:35 AM
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I'll give a ribbon to whoever knocks the socks off me with a great constrained story using all these words (and voted on by the community).
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Jul 24 2012, 11:04 PM
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I'll have to get my other entries together for this.
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Jul 24 2012, 11:05 PM
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Me too. Make sure I don't forget!
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Jul 28 2012, 12:12 PM
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Just about 3 more days left.
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Jul 30 2012, 09:33 PM
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Think I'd better bump this. I've got a second entry, which I need to re-read a couple of times, and I need to change a couple of names (because three of the characters are from my "Cape the Porcupine" series, and two of them are spoilered).
My (pretty rubbish) first entry is the only entry so far, and I'm sure there's better writers than me on this forum .
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Jul 30 2012, 09:42 PM
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Think I'd better bump this. I've got a second entry, which I need to re-read a couple of times, and I need to change a couple of names (because three of the characters are from my "Cape the Porcupine" series, and two of them are spoilered). My (pretty rubbish) first entry is the only entry so far, and I'm sure there's better writers than me on this forum  . Well, right now you are the winner.
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Jul 30 2012, 11:12 PM
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OK. Here's my second entry, which I think is vastly superior to my first, but I think you guys might not like it so much. It does include two as of yet unrevealed "Cape the Porcupine" characters, so their names have been altered (specifically, Yao-niang and Leah are not the real names of the characters in the story). They're not brilliant replacement names (I vastly prefer their actual names) but I don't want to be doing spoilers.
So, here's the story, which is pretty weird:
Spoiler: click to toggle Yao-niang the Red Panda walked into the room. “Hey everyone! I learned a new word today, so do you guys want to hear my next story?” At that moment, everyone dashed out as quickly as possible, except for Cape, who was working at a desk. “Cape, can I tell you my new story?” she asked, trying her own take on the 'puppy dog eyes' trick. “It's about this rock music band called Vanilla Swirl!” “Yao, I don't have time!” the porcupine answered, sternly. “I'm working on Operation Zig-Zag right now. It's absolutely vital that I get this right!” “Awww....I won't be long” she said, before deciding to tell it anyway.. “Okay, here it is. There was this unicorn called Bob, who wanted to set up his own rock band. But then he was eating ice cream, and then he thought that it was good, so he called the band Vanilla Swirl. And then he was given this awesome guitar with magical powers, which played really awesome music, because instead of synthesizing it, the guitar PHOTOsynthesised it, which made it cooler and gave the guitar more energy. But he wouldn't let Gregg the Hippo in the band, because he was always eating everything. So Gregg started this new band called Starfruit, because he wanted to be a star, and he wanted vegetarians to like the band. But everyone hated it, because there were no clouds in the sky. Anyway, back to Bob. His magic guitar was awesome, and everyone loved him, and he became famous, until Gregg the Hippo ate him. The end.” “Yao, you're going to have to slow down next time” Cape said. “Wait, no, DON'T START THE STORY AGAIN!!!” “OK, I'll do it slower this time. There was this unicorn called Harry...” “I thought his name was Bob.” “It still sounds the same.” “No it doesn't. Harry has two syllables, and those names haven't even got any letters in common.” “Whatever, they're both not Shinise names, so they're basically the same anyway. So here we go again. There was a unicorn called Pegasus...” “WHAT!?” he exclaimed, feeling rather annoyed now. “Calm down, it's only a story” the red panda stressed. “Anyway, it doesn't matter, because everyone who wants to be a rock star gets a magic guitar, and then gets eaten by Gregg the Hippo. Except me, of course! I'm going to be an awesome rock star!” “OK, are you done now? Because I have some work I need to do.” “No, you made me start again. Here, listen carefully this time.” At this point, Leah entered the room. “Why did everyone rush out so suddenly?” she asked. Cape then pointed at Yao-niang, who had started again, and was now talking about the adventures of the magical guitar in musical goo-goo land. “Ah, I see. She's got a creative mind.” “Yes, I know. TOO creative.”
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Jul 31 2012, 12:28 AM
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That is strange, but an interesting entry. One more day to do this. Winner will be announced 8/1/12.
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Jul 31 2012, 12:32 AM
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Well, I'll get my entry posted tomorrow. It won't be any better than yours, though .
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Jul 31 2012, 06:03 PM
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Just as Planned
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I don't know about that...
I keep finding it hard to fit the word "goo" in .
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Jul 31 2012, 10:23 PM
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A very minor case of serious brain damage
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After you have read this story, you should have some idea of why I don't write regularly. It is absolutely terrible, and I strongly urge you never to read it again in your life, as repeated exposure to such garbage may result in unpleasant complications.
Spoiler: click to toggle Harry Potter awoke with a start. It was 10:30am - he had overslept badly, and missed his Care of Magical Creatures lesson! Harry was very disappointed, because Hagrid was going to show the class his pet unicorn. He did not want to miss his Herbology lesson, so quickly got himself dressed using magic, hurriedly half-ate a vanilla yogurt for breakfast, and rushed off to Greenhouse Three.
Harry arrived just in time to see Professor Sprout introducing them to an unusual-looking plant. "Today's lesson is going to be about the magical properties of this plant. Can anybody tell me what it is?" Hermione's hand shot up instantly. "A starfruit plant!" she answered. Professor Sprout celebrated by doing a little dance. "Yes, absolutely, Miss Granger! Fifty thousand points to Gryffindor!" She then proceeded with the rest of the lesson. "Now, who can remember the name of the process by which this plant obtains and stores its energy?" The whole class simply stared blankly at Professor Sprout, except for Hermione, who immediately shouted "Photosynthesis! But they won't be doing any today because there are too many clouds!" Professor Sprout shrugged. "You're correct, so Gryffindor can have another thirty thousand points. Unfortunately, photosynthesis is vital to the starfruit's healing properties, so I will be unable to demonstrate them today. Class dismissed!" Harry stuffed his books into his bag, and left. As he walked back to the Gryffindor common room, his zig-zag scar began to burn painfully....
When Harry returned to the common room, he saw that the Fat Lady was quietly sitting in her portrait, admiring a swirl in her tea. She glanced up, and was pleased to see Harry there. "Oh, Harry! I've been practising my music all day! Do you want to hear it?" Without waiting for Harry to answer, the Fat Lady abruptly broke into song: "It's Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday, Everybody's looking forward to the weekend..." Harry was mightily unimpressed. "Just let me in...." "Oh, all right..." With great reluctance, the Fat Lady stopped singing, and opened the door. However, Harry discovered to his horror that his unfinished yogurt had congealed into a putrid green goo, which had made a terrible mess all over his desk, his bed, and his Potions homework. If he wasn't going to receive a T for it before, he certainly was now!
Harry groaned, picked up a brush, and set to work on the monumental task of cleaning the place up.
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Aug 1 2012, 12:41 AM
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After you have read this story, you should have some idea of why I don't write regularly. It is absolutely terrible, and I strongly urge you never to read it again in your life, as repeated exposure to such garbage may result in unpleasant complications. Spoiler: click to toggle Harry Potter awoke with a start. It was 10:30am - he had overslept badly, and missed his Care of Magical Creatures lesson! Harry was very disappointed, because Hagrid was going to show the class his pet unicorn. He did not want to miss his Herbology lesson, so quickly got himself dressed using magic, hurriedly half-ate a vanilla yogurt for breakfast, and rushed off to Greenhouse Three.
Harry arrived just in time to see Professor Sprout introducing them to an unusual-looking plant. "Today's lesson is going to be about the magical properties of this plant. Can anybody tell me what it is?" Hermione's hand shot up instantly. "A starfruit plant!" she answered. Professor Sprout celebrated by doing a little dance. "Yes, absolutely, Miss Granger! Fifty thousand points to Gryffindor!" She then proceeded with the rest of the lesson. "Now, who can remember the name of the process by which this plant obtains and stores its energy?" The whole class simply stared blankly at Professor Sprout, except for Hermione, who immediately shouted "Photosynthesis! But they won't be doing any today because there are too many clouds!" Professor Sprout shrugged. "You're correct, so Gryffindor can have another thirty thousand points. Unfortunately, photosynthesis is vital to the starfruit's healing properties, so I will be unable to demonstrate them today. Class dismissed!" Harry stuffed his books into his bag, and left. As he walked back to the Gryffindor common room, his zig-zag scar began to burn painfully....
When Harry returned to the common room, he saw that the Fat Lady was quietly sitting in her portrait, admiring a swirl in her tea. She glanced up, and was pleased to see Harry there. "Oh, Harry! I've been practising my music all day! Do you want to hear it?" Without waiting for Harry to answer, the Fat Lady abruptly broke into song: "It's Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday, Everybody's looking forward to the weekend..." Harry was mightily unimpressed. "Just let me in...." "Oh, all right..." With great reluctance, the Fat Lady stopped singing, and opened the door. However, Harry discovered to his horror that his unfinished yogurt had congealed into a putrid green goo, which had made a terrible mess all over his desk, his bed, and his Potions homework. If he wasn't going to receive a T for it before, he certainly was now!
Harry groaned, picked up a brush, and set to work on the monumental task of cleaning the place up. Nice one!
Personally, I'd rather have the community vote. I feel biased whichever way I pick. Of course, there is still time for more entries.
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