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Old 01-27-2018, 01:36 AM


RESULTS!










Halloween has come and gone and now that the holidays have finally died down, I have some results!
Aw yea! FINALLY! I know!


Here's a quick reminder of what ya'll were workin' fo!

First Place: 10k gold and a !
Second Place: 8k gold!
Third Place: 6k gold!

Another for my favorite over all!


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Old 01-27-2018, 01:45 AM

Graphic Stories!




Third Place:
Nephila & Shadami!
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Linny's reaction: Neph's cute little shadows and Shad's unique interpretation are quite deserving!




Second Place:
HIM_ROCK!
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Linny's reaction: I felt so bad for that sad little pumpkin! AND then I felt so happy that Cessy picked it! Simple, yet satisfying!




First Place:
ghostPastry!
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Linny's reaction: It's scary because the zombie went trick or treating and ate all the brains buuuut it's cute because he is enjoying himself just like a little kid with his candy! This was so well done and clever! Who doesn't love a trick or treating zombie?!





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Old 01-27-2018, 01:45 AM

Short Stories!




Third Place:
Naisou!
Quote:
The woods could be a dangerous place, especially at night. Full of creatures who hunted and killed without thought of mercy. The week surrounding the full moon being exceptionally perilous for those caught unaware.
Going for a run was cathartic though, shedding the burdens of reality and focusing on the simple push and pull of straining muscles. When the need for release came, it didn't matter what perils the full moon held. I was strong enough. Smart enough. Or so I had always thought.
And I needed this run, a bone deep need so strong that the panicked pleas my mother uttered fell onto deaf ears as I ran. The rhythmic thud of my feet hitting the soft earth, breaths condensing in the cold night air, heart beating against my ribs. These were what I focused on. Not the colicky cries of my baby sister or the slurs thrown from villagers as we passed.
The anger swelled up again, pushing out behind my eyes, clawing into my brain. Anger at our poverty, our fathers death, the unbridled hatred shown to us. I ran faster. Branches scratching, snagging, trying to slow my frantic pace.
Pain bloomed in my haunches, overwhelming me, dragging me back to the present. The metallic smell of blood sharp in the cold night air.
Drunken shouts of triumph flooded my ears, the heavy, uneven fall of feet rushing forward, snapping the undergrowth.
Panic flared bright, snarls tearing from my foaming lips as I fell. My skin rippled, fur bristling as I attempted to change. Unwilling to let the men have my pelt as a souvenir. The silver bullet lodged in my leg prevented me from succeeding, boiling my blood within me.
"It's tryin' change back."
"Finish it quick! Human skin ain't worth 'nuthin."
A knife flashed. My last thought was of my mother and sister. Would they survive? Father butchered and now this. My pelt to be hung on a wall.
I should have known not to go into the woods during a full moon. When the monstrous humans came out hunting for elusive silver manwolf pelts.
Linny's reaction: What I like most about this short story is that the end is not where I thought it was going to go. Making humans the creatures that kill without mercy was very clever. Nicely done!




Second Place:
LillieRose!
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Siara Atterton carefully lowered one foot on the first rung and slowly began her descent.
All the years of experience could not prepare her for this - she was excited and terrified.
A find as big as the one she was about to explore only comes along once in a lifetime.
She reached the last rung and as her spacesuit protected arms let go of the bars, she turned around and gasped.
The alien structure in front of her was magnificent. It was definitely made by sentient beings, Siara concluded, based on the shape of what appeared to be the entrance.
It was perfectly circular with what appeared to be beautifully detailed, triangular carvings around the outer edge of it.
As she approached, she flicked on the recording button wired to the visor of her helmet and reached out to touch one of the edges to retrieve a sample. She carefully placed the sample in one of the compartments on the arm of her suit and datavised a quick order to her ship computer for analysis.
After a few moment, the results data appeared on her visor's screen.
"Material: organic.
Origin: unknown.
Compound: unknown.
Results: inconclusive.
Retrieve more samples for further analysis."
Siara's pupils widened. An organic material of unknown origin? Uncommon but not unusual.
Since humankind began its space exploration, many marvelous discoveries have been made but there were still many secrets to uncover. The universe was vast.
Despite the tingle of fear down her spine, Siara decided to proceed.
She carefully stepped in front of the circular entrance and observed that the triangle shaped carvings were arranged all around it in a very purposeful manner, as the space between them was equal all around.
She reached out and touched the lower, protruding end of one of them.
Suddenly, a warm wind blew right toward her from the centre of the entrance hole.
Her poor human eyes were not quick enough to detect the movement of the arch above her head, as it crushed down on her.
And with a sickening crunch and a belch, she was no more.
Linny's reaction: This was another story which I was tricked into thinking it was something else. A very sci-fi and creepy feel from the start, which was cut short by a sudden, not so creepy, demise. Love it!




First Place:
Bearzy!
Quote:
The house was built in 1857, and nobody knew how long it had been empty.
Mary and Helen were restless kids, always coming home from school with black eyes from getting into fights or grass stains and mud on their dresses from their “adventures”.
So when they moved in next door to an old abandoned manor house it was inevitable that one October night the girls would hoist themselves over the fence that connected the houses and walk through the long dead grass to the back door.
It hadn’t been locked, and it opened with a loud creak.
Both girls stood silent in the doorway for a moment, waiting to see if the lights at their own home would come on and they would be busted by the noise. Nothing. Mary pulled a flashlight from her dressing gown pocket and shone it inside. The back door opened into a kitchen, and the dust sat so thick on the floor that every step their slippered feet took puffed up a cloud that made Helen sneeze. Mary shot her a look after the fifth sneeze.
“I can’t help it!” She whispered.
“Cover your nose with your handkerchief!”
“I forgot it”
“Take mine” Mary handed over the piece of cloth embroidered with flowers that their mother made them carry everywhere. Mary often carried two, because she knew her sister well. As Helen took the handkerchief, the flashlight flickered and went out. They rushed back to the door, but this time when they turned the handle, it was locked, and there was no sign of a key.
Helen and Mary Watford were missing for long enough that the police declared them kidnapped, and then dead. Fifty years later, the house was purchased, and when they opened the back door, out rushed identical ten year old girls, wide eyed and gasping, and still in their dressing gowns and slippers. Nobody believed their story, but the young couple never moved into their new house after hearing it.
Linny's reaction: The ending is what sold it for me here. It really makes you wonder what happened, or what that house was, to make time stand still for the girls. I want to know more! Stellar job!





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Old 01-27-2018, 01:46 AM

Even Shorter Stories!




Third Place:
Nephila!
Quote:
Dream thief has long teeth
Moonlight glistening red drops
Survival not cer-
Linny's reaction: I am a fan of a clever haiku, and what makes this very entertaining is that it was cut short while still making the syllable requirem-




Second Place:
Naisou!
Quote:
Don't close your eyes
For if you do
The shadow man
Will come for you.

Don't go to sleep
For when you wake
The shadow man
Your soul will take.

But if your soul is stained
And darkness lives within.

Don't be afraid
For then you'll see
The shadow man
Will welcome thee
Linny's reaction: This is such a neat and creepy take on the well known bedtime prayer, Certainly makes you think twice about the darkness within when in such a vulnerable place like a bed. Nicely done.




First Place:
Woodlandnymph!
Quote:
Faded crimson leaves do blow
Across the broken stone below
Vines creep and crumble down
Soft marble stones to the ground

The iron sign is flecked with rust
An ear is missing from the bust
Of “Dearly Departed Maive”
No one left to mourn her grave

The grounds are vast, in disrepair
And silence hangs heavy in the air
The only sounds the mournful cry
Of doves and owls just flying by

But still when the moon is overhead
Just a sickle of light illuminating their bed
You might just catch the sleepers still
Coming up to dance their fill

No music heard nor witness here
And still they dance in funeral gear
Dawn’s cold rays sets dead to sleep
Down they lay in the dreamless deep
Linny's reaction: How very poetic and such a smooth, flowy cadence. A very clear image is painted here and this graveyard seems like a place I'd like to witness myself, but I'd also be a mite too scared to actually stay for the night. Such artistry with words, very lovely.





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Old 01-27-2018, 02:46 AM

Overall Favorite!




Car'a'Carn!
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The gasper dangles from her pretty red lips. What a dish. One of those nights yer glad you stayed late to dip the bill. I lean back in my chair, shaking a gasper outta my deck. Empty.
“Spare a butt gorgeous?” The blinds make hard shadows across her features. Her dress sparkles, catching the light. She takes a pull, then passes it to me. Lipstick stains an’ all.
It’s sweet. The smoke pours down my throat like cheap Bourbon. It does the job.
“You gonna help? Or you gonna pull on those butts all night, drownin’ in corn?” She stands there staring at me, hands on her hips, leanin’ forwards on gams that won’t stop. A real pro skirt.
“Long as you got the scratch doll” I nibble one while I wait. It burns, but I like it that way.
“Youse dicks are all the same ain’t youse?” She tosses a wad o’ dough in my lap. It’s heavy. Ought’a be ‘nuf.
“Listen doll, I ain’t no sap... But I’ll take a pipe at yer case.”
“Name’s Shae, Flattie” Then she gave me the dust.
.......
Can’t finger it… But there’s something fishy wit’ this girl. Wit’ the whole. I grab my Flogger, holster my heat. Time to ankle over to the Clip joint.
It ain’t a long walk. Bruno stops me at the door but I flash ‘em the butt of my colt an’ He lets me in.
I glance at the canary on stage an’ freeze. Lin? What’s she doin’ here? Our eyes meet. My best moll, an’ she ain’t smiling... Something hinky here.
There’s the bossman with the big alderman. … And Shae. I head over.
“Well this ain’t what I expected Shae...”
“Never is, is it Flattie?” Shae Smirks.
A hatchet man reaches for his roscoe but I beat him to the pull “Grab air!”
“Chase! Watch out!” The music’s stopped. I turn an’ look at Lin. Movement. I’m just in time to pipe the hatchet man burn powder. The slug burns across my conk... How, how did I get to my knees? My… My colt… ... It’s sticky. The blood. Pouring down my pan. Shae is… Above me?
“You… You played me for a chump…”
Linny's reaction: So this one was actually a pretty easy pick for me! The hardboiled genre was a distinctly different take from all the other entries overall. Not to mention, I am going to choose to believe that the canary who tries to warn Chase is me so I like that! I'd like to hear more about all these characters, even Shae, the double-crosser! Tell me more!


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Old 01-27-2018, 04:50 AM

If you want to check out all the entries from this contest, visit the event thread here!

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Old 01-27-2018, 04:57 AM

Nephila:
Shadami:
HIM_ROCK:
ghostPastry:
Naisou:
LillieRose:
Bearzy:
Woodlandnymph:
Car'a'Carn:

you'll all have prizes coming your way briefly!

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Old 01-27-2018, 05:35 AM

and all the prizes have been distributed! check those trades, enjoy your spoils, and thank you all for entering!

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Old 01-27-2018, 05:54 PM

oh, yay!!! thanks so much, Linny! i'm glad you liked my comic.

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Old 01-27-2018, 05:59 PM

it was super cute! i could read a whole bunch of short comics about this zombie thank you for entering!

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Old 01-28-2018, 06:59 PM

Well that was a nice surprise!

I am glad you enjoyed my story, Linny. ^_^

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Congrats to all, btw, loved all of the graphic stories, short stories and poems. Good job Mene peeps!

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Old 01-29-2018, 03:30 AM

Oh wow, Thanks Linnea! And Congrats to all the winners! It's fun seeing what everyone comes up with. We have some very talented people on Mene.

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Old 01-29-2018, 06:45 AM

this was my first writing contest (if i recall correctly that is) and you all made it great fun! i loved reading them!

we really do have some wonderfully talented Mene peeps!

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Old 01-29-2018, 11:38 PM

Everyone wrote such wonderful stories (and comics!) Congrats guys and thanks for hosting Linnypants!!

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Old 01-29-2018, 11:43 PM

hey no probs, sugar buns thanks for entering!

 


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