Originally Posted by MaxxR

Username: MaxxR
Genre(s): Drama
Story: The morning after a woman's boyfriend admits to being m-to-f transgender.

Warnings: Gender issues. Implied sexual relationship, implied alcohol consumption.

Wow, if I put it like that it sounds horrible! Urg... I cheated and used already established OCs, but the 100 words are brand new!

Story:
Ivy stumbles into the kitchen at half ten. She’s late for work, but hungover enough not to care. Laurel is standing at the sink washing dishes, and it’s incongruently hypnotizing. He, or rather she, is wearing nothing more than a lacy pink bra (stuffed with the little gel disks she’d been so shy about last night), and boxers. Ivy is intimately familiar with what’s underneath those shorts, but she can imagine something different hidden under the grey fabric now. In the daylight it isn’t hard to imagine this stranger that she loves as she’ll be when the proverbial chrysalis hatches.

Originally Posted by flamethrower1391

Today, 12:27 PM
Warning: Mild gore, nothing too extreme.

Username: flamethrower1391

Genre(s): Sci-fi/Futuristic

Story: A young woman stepped out onto the battlefield, drenched in purple blood. This war had been going on for a century now, but for the inhabitants of this planet that was nothing. The young woman, blue hair flying behind her, lifted her hands before her. A long, curved bladed levitated off the ground before her, shaking slightly. She had only one shot at this. Her eyes closed. The enemy was advancing on her, but she had to keep her calm. As she threw her hands forward, the blade bolted across the enemy's army and hit true. The king was dead.

Originally Posted by Sutetchi

I'm not sure if you're still doing this, but if you are then I would like to submit this entry please.

Username: Sutetchi
Genre[s]: Mystery and Suspense
Story:

My heart did stay true as I entered those iron doors. The sound of them grinding against the cement floor echoed throughout the hollow inner walls of the great ballroom. If only I had remembered those words in which she told me, maybe I wouldn't have ended up in this predicament. Nonetheless, I must trudge forward to what faces me here in this now dank and pitiless room. As I walked foot first into the gray room, I was greeted only by the sound of my footsteps reverberating off the empty walls. Time has become tempered; it awaits my death.

Originally Posted by anonchop

Username: anonchop
Genre: Drama
Story: “Why, though?” Her voice seemed to shatter as it escaped her ruby lips. “Why?… Just… Tell me!” She fell to her knees and looked up at the man she’d known almost her entire life. He was her first lips kissed, her first hand held, her first heart truly loved. His face was cold now, though. His lips were no longer smiling. His hand was no longer open. His heart was no longer beating for her and her only. Avoiding her desperate stare, he pulled her off of the ground. “Move on…” He whispered. Despite his words, she simply could not.