lien587
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| 07 Nov 2014 05:15 PM |
It's a simple writing contest, with as many rounds as we need to narrow this down. All rounds are elimination rounds, and the gameplay is simple; insert a paragraph, get judged, win!
Writing is judged by the following categories: Intrigue: (How odd/interesting/beautiful is it?) [Out of 10 points] Creativity: (How creative is it?) [Out of 20 points] Word Choice: (How gob-stopping beautiful are the words you used? Do they express the proper feelings?) [Out of 5 points] Bonus: Bonus Points!
Bonuses can be given for whatever reason I give.
If you win, not only will you gain a manslave for all your writing needs, but you also get TWO wishes! (No, not three. Three wishes are so mainstream.)
If eliminated, you can still write! And, if your submission is good enough, you're back in the game.
Winning score is calculated by your average score for all the rounds.
WHO'S READY TO PLAAAAAAY?
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| 07 Nov 2014 05:17 PM |
| Heeey, I remember making theese! |
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lien587
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| 07 Nov 2014 05:25 PM |
By the way, first round starts now; entries from here until round 2 are not late.
So, how about...
A tale of an unboring dary in the life of a robot.
Round ends on the hour, about 3 and a half hours after this post. If I'm not awake, then go ahead after then, I probably won't notice.
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| 07 Nov 2014 05:30 PM |
I would But after writing a compare/contrast essay in which I ripped apart goldilocks I'm a bit strapped |
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Pruz
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lien587
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| 07 Nov 2014 05:37 PM |
I don't know, Mr. "I'm going to make love to a Galapagos Tortoise"
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idunwanna
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| 07 Nov 2014 05:53 PM |
Laughter filled the room and echoed as it died down, fading under the screech of saw against metal. Sparks flew into their masks, heavy iron protecting them from the dangers of working with metal. Another masked figure slammed a large sledgehammer against the metal, making a deep dent. Wires pour from the metal, a work of old art being shredded, sentimental thoughts kicked away by the humans. The scraps were finally sorted after a sickening three hours, and shipped off. No one even cared, not even was it an artifact. The first robots, being torn piece by piece.
I looked down at my fiberglass hands, the updated works, the others were just clunky metal, but working. I let out a sigh, even if it was robotic it sounded human with the new technology. like a vent. I left the room, after seeing an idol to me ripped apart.
A human caught up with me, and asked,"Where ya' going? The fun's just starting!"
"I highly dislike the artificial emotions systems you installed within me, it makes me sad to watch the olden robots being ripped apart," I replied in my far too realistic voice.
"Come on, they're old and you're new, be happy about that!" said the human enthusiastically, but I felt quite the opposite.
"Robots aren't littered among the streets, I find it sad to see one of the few being scrapped," I responded.
"They're being sent to make new robots! Don't worry, you'll have plenty of friends," he said, trying to lighten my spirits.
"Metal isn't made into fiberglass. Stop lying to me," I bitterly replied, head to head with the human as they wished to make us just like them.
I kicked up the speed, not allowing the human to follow me as I wished to speak no more. I could run rather fast, far faster than a human. I walked among the sidewalk, obviously standing out with my fiberglass body mixed with wires sticking out, blatently going to be upgraded into better models. I looked like a bunch of prosthetic bodyparts stuck together, which isn't far from inaccurate.
I kept walking, into a run down part of the city, the sun setting and making the other figures sillhouetted behind the deep orange of the sun. I kept on walking, with no destination. I even ignored people trying to communicate with me, some I pushed out of the way, crushing their hopes as others just stared in awe of the human technology. I came upon a huge building, the headquarters of the people who designed me, it was not rare to see other robots stalking about, but they were never aplenty.
I felt a violent shake, a blaze of fire roaring to life on the side of the headquarters. A plane had just hit, piloted by robotic systems without emotion, an intentional cause of this was impossible, unless the system was hacked, which is near impossible as there is no way to stear other than going into the system of the plane and turning the yaw manually. Rocks fell down as the building burnt, a large chunk falling towards me. Falling, I felt fear, a human one, a parylization, no one screamed at me like they did the ones around me, yearning to help the living humans but they saw me as a replacable hunk of plastic, another addition to scrap. I did not move, I just stood, looking at the chunk, without fear of being hit by it, but a wish to be hit by it. It came closer, until it was no more than inches away. |
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| 07 Nov 2014 05:54 PM |
| I would start writing, but I don't know what a "dary" is..? |
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romuluz
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:15 PM |
Marked.
Now let me think of a good short. |
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lien587
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:16 PM |
* Day. Let me get right to judging.
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romuluz
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:17 PM |
| Ah damn, it's a prompt guide... does an AI count as a robot? |
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lien587
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:22 PM |
idunwanna- Round 1 Intrigue: 8 Creativity: 17 Word Choice: 3 Bonus: +5, I love Asimov, and this is very nice.
@romuluz, yes, they do.
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idunwanna
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lien587
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:26 PM |
Uh, I think so; actual max score is 35. But cool story. did you sign up for NaNoWriMo
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idunwanna
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:29 PM |
no, i can't really write long stories without it getting boring or maybe i can i just lack dedication towards long stories oh btw if you were confused on the first paragraph, i was gonna write about something else, but decided against it so i modified it and i decided to logicify it i made the laughter from a joke, and the sledgehammer smashing the metal into plates |
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romuluz
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:49 PM |
(Gothca)
"Well, that's a predicament isn't it." A military AI known as 'Selna' stated blandly.
Selna was a ship AI, and his entire life revolved around running it's systems, and holding watch over it's human occupants. He held command over a massive Glacion class destroyer, the pride of human innovation and the bane of smaller nafarian cruisers. He dedicated his gifted life towards this goal, and spent five years on board this ship. Five long years that have culminated into a burning husk of a ship fighting against an entire nafarian fleet.
Selna had thought this battle won up until a few moments ago, and easily predicted each nafarian fleet movement toward the ship captain, however he was swiftly proven wrong as a soul sucking warp hole opened, releasing a sea of nafarian cruisers against what was left of their fleet. He watched the formation with scrutiny, eyeing their long sleek grey bodies complete with angry red lights dotting dangerously about the ship's hulls. He attempted to find any hole in their formation, any weak point that could lead to victory for his creators.
"I count a good thirty Razors as reinforcements sir. And counting, I'm also detecting a few larger signatures." Selna announced as the human crew gaped in awe at the mass of nafarian naval power that lay assembled before them.
"Well I'll be damned." The Captain replied, leaning against a coms table. "Set me straight Selna, what are our odds." He said.
"You wouldn't want to know." Selna replied. He quickly ran every simulation through his faux mind as soon as the reinforcements arrived, and he best predicted himself floating around with the smoldering rubble of the human fleet.
"I take it we're not making it through this one." The captain said. "And retreat isn't an option. Retreat means death for millions. And I'll sooner die then allow that to happen." The human captain said.
"So what do you suggest?" Selna inquired. He always secretly admired the captain's gumption.
"Ever heard of the Alamo Selna?" The captain asked.
"Of course, an outnumbered and outgunned group of texans fighting to the last dying breath against a superior Mexican army. But you couldn't possibly consider that captain would you? Our fleet wouldn't last a minute against their forces." Selna stated, but he already knew the answer.
"It's all we got Selna." The captain stated. "Sound the alarms, and prepare for battle. Let this be a glorious death!" The Captain declared with vigor, a great smile spreading against his square, unshaven jaw.
A smile would have also spread across Selna's face had he had one. He hastily did as the captain asked, going through the simulations one last time before exporting formation orders to the remainder of the tattered human fleet. He prepped the Glacion's main weapons, a massive tri cannon that could tear holes straight through a nafarian interceptor.
"Five long years have come down to this." Selna stated sarcastically, a sense of joy resounding through his voice. "It's been a pleasure serving you captain.
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romuluz
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:53 PM |
| Meh, pressed this out in thirty minutes. |
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lien587
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:53 PM |
Romuluz- Round 1 Intrigue: 8 Creativity: 19 Word Choice: 5 Bonus: +2, very nice.
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cirrem
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:54 PM |
| I stood behind the glass doorway, knowing that there was no hope left. the fire would consume us momentarily. I grabbed Tiffiny's small hand and ran down the hall, dodging the tongues of flames and pieces of rubble. i saw a piece of glass in the wall and noticed a handle. I quickly pulled open the door and pulled my metal red treasure up to mself and squeezed the handle. a long plume of white mist shot out of the black nozzle and into the fire. Tiffiny pulled on my shirt and we ran through the charred hallways. |
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cirrem
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:56 PM |
wait, there's a prompt? nvm my last thing |
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lien587
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:56 PM |
Slight problem, cirrem, it's not explicity robots.
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| 07 Nov 2014 06:57 PM |
| I want in.... writing my entry. |
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romuluz
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| 07 Nov 2014 07:01 PM |
| Damn, one point below max. |
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