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 Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 2:46 pm
"~Prologue~
I've been fighting it all night. I'm going to lose. My battle is futile and a lost cause. Nature wins out. It always does. It's nearly two A.M., and I can still feel the sharp pangs of death.
My heart beats so fast I have to gulp for air. I clench my eyes shut, willing the sensations to stop but they don't. I could feel the venom spreading through my body. But this was only the beginning, the worst still hasn't taken it's toul. I hear a deadly scream and I shiver to the realization that it was my own.
My temples begin to throb. The rage forms a tight ball in my gut and threatens to explode. Just as I begin to let another blood curdling scream loose everything's quiet. I try to pry my eye's open but after a minute I gave in to the darkness that welcomed me.
Minutes, hours, days passed by unnoticed. I slowly regained consciousness, stretched and and tryed to blink. The hell had passed already leaving me lying on a bed in heapes of sweat. Once I got passed the feeling of dizziness I looked around. The world has mutated to all aspects. The world could be seen further than the human eye and the smells that now could stretch for miles was excruciating. It reeks of human spoor. I also found that my slight headache was caused by the noises that surrounded me.
I gracefully strode to the bathroom to look in the mirror. To my surprise I hadn't changed much, but at the same time I was unnrecognizeable. My skin had grown pale enough to be compared to porcelain and my eyes. Once the color of bright topaz was now the color of pure, rich, honey gold sparking with a cold intelligence and a simmering ferocity that could be mistaken for anything but human. You could also say that I had a faint glow, an unnatural perfection of beauty. A perfection that could make any girl cringe in jealousy.
As I continued to soak in the new me I also relized that I was hungry. A gurgling erupted from my stomach's empty pit. A light step, yet sounded as if blasting in my ear, made me hurl around to face my intruder. As I stood, crouched in a ready attack position, my memory slowely relaxed my tense muscles. I looked him up and down, I recognized the scent. There was only one person in the world that could melt my heart and make my knee's buckle. His gaze stared at me intensely, and I cringed under the force of it. It all came flooding back in arush so strong that I was sure even my new body would fall.
We'd made a deal. My mortality and life, for his companionship and survival.
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To Be Continued. . . . .maybe"
I was shocked that so many people had commented saying that this was "wonderful" and "pure art"...
I thought it was pure S***....
I know this is probably old news, but then I found six other Twifail wannabes(Within the next 30 min.)
My eyes began to burn burning_eyes so i fled back here where there is SOME form of sanity...
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 3:33 pm
When we were at school one day, late April, we found the diary of a girl in our grade where she was writing a book with a plot almost identical to Twilight, with character names, and even the book title being eerily similar to Twilight.
Oh, and this chick is a total b***h to me and all of my friends.
So what did we do?
We finished it by turning it into a very descriptive erotica, and wrote swear words all over the front cover.
I don't know if someone has given it back to her yet, but it was fun.
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 5:10 pm
Marching Band no Jutsu When we were at school one day, late April, we found the diary of a girl in our grade where she was writing a book with a plot almost identical to Twilight, with character names, and even the book title being eerily similar to Twilight. Oh, and this chick is a total b***h to me and all of my friends. So what did we do? We finished it by turning it into a very descriptive erotica, and wrote swear words all over the front cover. I don't know if someone has given it back to her yet, but it was fun. Nice... You should've given it back and said, "Here, we made a few adjustments so that it's more like Twilight the way WE see it."
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 10:48 pm
Well...that's...mediocre...*sigh*...not pure genius...ugh. I could write better crap without trying.
This hardly deserves to be called genius. I found myself getting confused with what exactly was happening. *sigh*...
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 6:13 pm
Shitty 'stories' like that are why I avoid the writer's forum. neutral
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 10:28 pm
rεмεмßεr, rεмεмßεr τhε 5τh øƒ ηovεмßεr.The first sentence looked promising.
HOW COULD I BE SO WRONG?! gonk τhε guηpøw∂εr, τrεαsøη, αη∂ pℓøτ.
ι kηøw øƒ ηø rεαsøη why τhε guηpøw∂εr τrεαsoη shøuℓ∂ εvεr bε ƒørgøτ.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:36 pm
I couldn't read it. I'd rather use my reading time on ACTUAL written literature, thanks. But from the small bits I could see, it was rather Meyer-esque, and it just left me asking myself, "What the hell is going on here?"
EDIT: OK, I managed to read it, no matter how many times I wanted to press the back button. The spelling errors were just atrocious, and it was still hard to comprehend. I don't see how people can be calling this "wonderful" or "pure art".
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