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Author Topic: THREAD CHALLENGE #5 (July 29-30)  (Read 3322 times)


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Re: THREAD CHALLENGE #5 (July 29-30)
« Reply #15 on: July 30, 2014, 01:48:14 pm »

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Re: THREAD CHALLENGE #5 (July 29-30)
« Reply #16 on: July 30, 2014, 03:16:17 pm »

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The first draft was 370 words long. RIP 70 words :cry:


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Re: THREAD CHALLENGE #5 (July 29-30)
« Reply #17 on: July 30, 2014, 04:36:38 pm »

The RED rocketman re-spawned on koth_corinth, nervous. The RED clock read 0:02, but the BLU clock was steadily clicking down... 7 seconds... 6...

Rocketjumping out of spawn, he saw the cowardly BLU runner ducking in and out of cover spamming shots at him. A few bullets struck, but the soldier brushed them off and steadily advanced.

" :c6:," he said and casually fired a rocket at the runner's feet. It connected easily, launching the skinny punk sky-high into the air.

" :z4:!!" the scout was flailing around and screaming wildly, but his cries were cut off abruptly as the RED rocketman's second rocket reduced him into a nasty pile of thick tomato paste.

There were only 4 seconds left now, and the RED rocketman boosted himself closer to the point, opting to take the lower path to the point. A lone BLU pyro stood on the point, but was obliviously shaking his flamethrower above his head in a premature victory celebration.

":z6:," said the rocketman, and blew him to bits. 3 seconds left, and the control point stood directly in front of him, with nothing in the way.

He jumped... and suddenly realized he wasn't going to make it. Panicking, he acted on instinct, firing a rocket behind him while in midair in a desperate attept to boost himself onto the point. It didn't work- the light blue platform was just an inch too far away, and the rocketman, helpless, fell to the bottom of the map.

" :x6:", the rocketman cursed. There was only 1 second left on the BLU clock now, and he knew what he had to do.

Simultaneously jumping up and firing a rocket at his feet, the RED rocketman exploded into a gory red spray. rip
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Re: THREAD CHALLENGE #5 (July 29-30)
« Reply #18 on: July 30, 2014, 05:01:42 pm »


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Re: THREAD CHALLENGE #5 (July 29-30)
« Reply #19 on: July 30, 2014, 06:43:25 pm »


Red Runner awoke in a strange grey room, he looked around but to his dismay there appeared to be no exit. Left, right, up... down?
It was at this point that Red Runner realised he was in fact falling. From the other side of a wall he heard what he thought sounded like a Blue Runner.

"Hello Blue Runner and Red Runner, I want to play a game."
"At the bottom of this pit is a pool full of ferocious, flesh eating crocodiles. To prevent yourself from being ripped apart by the crocodiles you must make a sacrifice. By spinning your body against the wall you will create friction and lessen the effects of gravity on your body, slowing your decent."

"The first to be devoured will lose. This of course means the person who makes the biggest sacrifice will win."

"Good luck. Let the game begin."

Red scout began violently spinning against the wall, his skin burning from the friction. He knew he had to do more to survive. He spun so hard that the flesh from his arms peeled away until all but bone was gone.


Blue scout had been devoured by the crocodiles.
"I won!" Red Runner proclaimed.
"Haha, I didn't think I could do it but here I am!"

Distracted by his "victory" he was too blind to see the gaping maw enclose around him...

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Re: THREAD CHALLENGE #5 (July 29-30)
« Reply #20 on: July 30, 2014, 07:34:51 pm »

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I just counted the words myself and I got 290 words. I don't trust computers to count words anymore.
The first draft was 370 words long. RIP 70 words :cry:
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Re: THREAD CHALLENGE #5 (July 29-30)
« Reply #21 on: July 31, 2014, 01:24:58 am »

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word count = 174
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Re: THREAD CHALLENGE #5 (July 29-30)
« Reply #22 on: July 31, 2014, 07:42:03 am »

"lol faggut" mumbled Roflolian as he finished his Ramen Noodles and his Evening News.
"I guess I'll play some GG2".
He walked over to his computer, and booted it up. The noise was deafening.
He looked at the lobby.
"lol what server should i pley on?"
Reading the servers aloud, he concluded there was only one logical choice.
That shitty Brazilian itemserver The Empty USS LOL SNIPERJUMP MAPS WOW MEOW
He realized the Primu-kun~~ was hosting.
Others agreed, including Player2.
"good thing i'm aliased as MAGICAL [MYSTERY] haha"
He switched his class to detoman-nator-demo-minegrenade-chucker-thing demo
"hey now that we are black now together Primu-kun~~ can we ~hug~?"
"lol no ur stil commi fgt"

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