| User | Webmaster | | Topic | Creative Writing? | | Message | Here is your place to play! Anything from RP to banter is acceptable. Randomness is encouraged in all it’s writing chaos.
If there’s any rules to your section be sure to put them in detail.
Have fun guys |
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| User | Learah | 2005-01-28 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Hey, good :)
A like a door into everything and a window into nothing! Tell me more :D |
| User | Learah | 2005-01-27 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | And to keep it in some kind of ordered form, I’ll follow on what Mistled Youth wrote.
The gold and purple chicken wings were the result of a DIY disaster. Pixies really don’t mix well with television, poor, impressionable souls. Wistel and Pootner had been slouched back in their pink leopard-print armchairs as the opening bars of "Changing Rooms" filled their living room from an upside-down TV set atop a milk churn in the corner. Pootner reached into the pockets of his oak-leaf shorts and withdrew a wad of money in a gold clip.
"Oh, those fairies know how to fly! They keep on at this, I’m gonna stretch out into Nymphs and Wood Sprites, Wistel, we are in the money!"
Wistel had been staring glassy-eyed at Carol Smilie as she introduced Ken and Lindsey from Surrey, standing under mock-greek pillared porch of drab, semi-detatched house. Carol’s eyes twinkled as her lilting scottish brogue rang clear into Wistel’s mind. "Baby, I love you. I want to be with you forever, I want to paint you magnolia and festoon your ding-a-ling with ribbons from my Art box."
Wistel took another swig of Cristal, lost in his day dreams.
"Bro! Are you listening to me?" Pootner yelled at his pixie-brother’s curly green ears. "I said--"
"Yes, yes, Poot, I heard you! Man, can’tcha see I’m trying to watch this? She’s suedeing walls..."
Um, I’m not going any further, ham sandwich in the sea is stretching it a bit.... |
| User | Learah | 2005-01-27 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Christ... doesn’t anyone in here know how to write? It’s not the "stupid, brain-dead one-line thread where I say whatever comes into my head" category. It’s creative writing, using your brains to write something that is not only unique and original, but something that actually has time/thought/attention invested.
Did you see Jimmy’s "random" and let your brain revolt? |
| User | mistled youth | 2005-01-18 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | i went to a house with gold and purple chicken wings stapled to it and they where mumberling softley then 2 pixies called wistel and poteer went to the ham sanwitch in the sea never to play the shiny piano called garry it makes a noise this cats playing table trenis and eating custord
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| User | eener | 2005-01-11 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | random.....man rod....arm nod....mad ron....
*snickers* |
| User | serpentarius | 2005-01-11 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | " when I do something, right in human sense, people never are sure if I even lifted a finger"- God
what do u think? |
| User | besodemuerte | 2005-01-10 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | mdrona..... random... |
| User | eener | 2005-01-10 | | | Subject | RandomMentalComfort | | Message | There is not much more satisfying and annoying than when I buy a pair of jeans that are supposedly my size, and they are way too big on me. |
| User | poetofthenight | 2004-12-30 | | | Subject | WHAT'S THE STORY? | | Message | I’m singing to Oasis’ "Morning Glory"... ha... I hope I don’t get banned for someone else’s words... but: ALL your DREAMS are MADE when YOU’RE chained TO the MIRROR and THE razor BLADE today’s THE day THAT all THE world WILL see.... ANOTHER sunny AFTERNOON walking TO the SOUND of MY favorite TUNE tomorrow NEVER knows WHAT it DOESN’T know TOO soon.... lalalla |
| User | Lightbringer | 2004-12-29 | | | Subject | riddle | | Message | Q.) What do you get when you cross a kitten with a stick of dynamite?
A.) goo. |
| User | MizCandy05 | 2004-12-07 | | | Subject | whatever | | Message | whatever...whatever...did you people know that if folks were as wishy washy as me....n0thin would ever get done. :) |
| User | painofthanatos | 2004-12-06 | | | Subject | random | | Message | p.e. sux so here i am. everyone becareful! there are killer peas hiding in your hair dryers. they shoudl come with a warning to let you know they are....s...p...a...c...e...s...h...i...p...s... |
| User | Lightbringer | 2004-11-24 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | oooooo.....legos....*gets out an m-80*.......are you going to build something????? |
| User | besodemuerte | 2004-11-18 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | *takes her legos out.... |
| User | | 2004-11-17 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | yes. hit the edit delete button in the right link box thing. |
| User | poketmouse | 2004-11-16 | | | Subject | Random | | Message | I have pins and needles in my foot. |
| User | psycho_1 | 2004-11-16 | | | Subject | A Thought | | Message | Roses are red, violets are blue, the sugar bowl is sweet, and you are too.
But...
The roses have wilted, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl is empty, and so is your head! |
| User | nameless_nobody | 2004-11-16 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | it seems this creative writing thing has beeen ruined by excesive randomness. who the hell did all this? |
| User | Lightbringer | 2004-11-15 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Hey there’s that idea again............somebody catch it.........oh darn there it goes again. |
| User | besodemuerte | 2004-11-15 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | randomness isn’t really random when you think "i need to write something random" otherwise all this stuff in here wouldn’t sound very similar... now, if i were to reach through my computer and slap you in the face with a dead fish... that would be random.... and by "you" i don’t have anyone specific in mind.. just in general to make a point.... |
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