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Fast, condensed and straight-forward crits. Thank you so much!!!
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yes those crits were very PROMPT
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Oct 30, 2018 22:38
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Thank you for the crits! Fair and not nearly as cutting as I was expecting (and deserved). Also, my weekend plans now include a wheel of Gouda and an Evil Dead marathon. (I promise not to write anything during the subsequent cheese coma.)
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Oct 30, 2018 22:40
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 THUNDERDOME WEEK CCCXXVI - LET’S MAKE A PLAYLIST!  The weekend, when most of us celebrate Halloween, has come and gone. A determined few will keep the party going on a school night, god bless them. Me? I’m more a discount candy and low-key spooky movies on a Wednesday night kind of gal. This is our last week of SPOOKTOBER, but this week stories don’t have to necessarily be genre horror. I am looking for eerie and beautiful. Or maybe creepy and whimsical. The way the Twin Peaks soundtrack makes you feel. That sensation of frisson you get when you look at a gorgeous painting that’s just a little spooky. And that’s where you come in. When you post that you’re in, post a link to a song. The most eerie, melodic creepybeautiful song that you can think of. Your prompt will be a line from somebody else’s song. If their song has no lyrics, you will be assigned a random line from a song of my choosing. I will then compile the songs into a playlist we can listen to, enjoying some beautiful music while dismaying at some poo poo writing. Word count is 1222 Sign-ups close at 11:59pm Friday PST Submissions close at 11:59pm Sunday PST Your DJs: A. Nomalous Blowout DJ Yoruichi DJ dreadbrojo Piano Ghosts: solitair - And I spun on my wheel like a laboratory rat derp - Bless my homeland forever bolt crank - Stars are burning in the west apophenium - Leads you here despite your destination autism ZX spectrum - No woman’s arms could carry out your word antivehicular - And the engine’s failed again quidproquid - It tastes like being poor and small and popsicles in summer sparksbloom - And then flashlights and explosions crabrock - And now the sugar’s run out allnewjonassalk - While you’re there with your good shoes on  surreptitiousmuffin - A basilica of stone waiting for skin thranguy - Destroy everything you touch today cptn_dr - My fur is hot, my tongue is cold captain_person - My hands, unfaithful, did not protect me lead out in cuffs - From the train, trailing sparks of gold behind. fleta mcgurn - We’re down to the dead houseplants. saucy_rodent - Well I’m as puzzled as the newborn child. [FLASH RULE - MUST CONTAIN RABBIT.] Anomalous Blowout fucked around with this message at 10:49 on Nov 4, 2018 |
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Oct 30, 2018 23:02
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Oct 30, 2018 23:14
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in https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvzpodhuMrM
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Oct 30, 2018 23:15
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In! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4rZE_J1beA I feel like doing this and starting my first NaNoWriMo might be rough, but I need to do more writing to get better at it. Time to push out those words!
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Oct 30, 2018 23:15
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Yes, I am in. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C500tXJVZNw
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Oct 30, 2018 23:39
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Anomalous Blowout posted:
this CONCERNS me, as a person who usually takes a few days to think up what to write, and then writes it on friday... will i not be getting a prompt until friday evening when signups close?
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Oct 30, 2018 23:45
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I'm in. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JTTwlAT_AwU
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Oct 30, 2018 23:53
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In. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ScT9eo5cljk
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Oct 31, 2018 00:18
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In. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCIc0FKD3dM
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Oct 31, 2018 00:27
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In. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u4yA8zM0ifY
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Oct 31, 2018 01:24
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in https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCzvR-9QJNg
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Oct 31, 2018 04:32
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derp posted:this CONCERNS me, as a person who usually takes a few days to think up what to write, and then writes it on friday... will i not be getting a prompt until friday evening when signups close? Nah I'll be doing them in batches a couple times a day. First batch coming up in a couple hours. 
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Oct 31, 2018 05:15
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sure, IN https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4dVkoOMjLo
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Oct 31, 2018 05:26
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Last week my train stopped at Depression Town and kicked me out because I'd hopped the turnstile without paying several weeks back. That's no excuse for my irreedemable failure though so I'm and IN. Woop at a haunted house next to a dirty house blowing loud and the opening piano keys of this song make the hair on my neck stand up when I'm really stoned so hear you go! This man gave me nightmares for a week during a very stressful period when I sat in a jail cell because he would stare at me every day through a glass barrier for an hour without saying anything. A very chilling local celebrity encounter. AllNewJonasSalk fucked around with this message at 06:45 on Oct 31, 2018 |
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Oct 31, 2018 06:33
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Oct 31, 2018 06:35
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THIS IS NOT A SIGNUP because I'm doing NaNo, but I wanted to ask someone to use this song (or for anomalous blowout to cherrypick from it) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LU3KSYSyCA8 or don't, w/e i just think it's neat
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Oct 31, 2018 06:43
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In, for failing last time, and https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4aF-MDumFg
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Oct 31, 2018 06:54
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And I spun on my wheel like a laboratory rat. Bless my homeland forever. Bolt Crank posted:In! Stars are burning in the west. Leads you here despite your destination. No woman's arms could carry out your word. And the engine's failed again. It tastes like being poor and small and popsicles in summer. And then flashlights and explosions. And now the sugar's run out. A basilica of stone waiting for skin. AllNewJonasSalk posted:That's no excuse for my irreedemable failure though so I'm While you're there with your good shoes on. Destroy everything you touch today. cptn_dr posted:In, My fur is hot, my tongue is cold. Toxxes noted, lists updated, post in thread if you wanna judge because I'm traveling a little atm and infrequent with checking Discord and IRC.
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In and because I'm sure I probably need to and it's been forever anyway https://youtu.be/8s7nHfuLUNw
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derp posted:A cat was named after someone's MMO character, and that name was EonFarts. This turned out to be a very accurate name because EonFarts farted for an eon and filled up the entire universe with her fartgas. After a new universe evolved from the gas, EonFarts had kittens with her mate, AeonFarts, then was given away for free on Craigslist--this, of course, after craigslist got invented for a second time in the newly evolved fartgas universe. EonFarts' kittens were composed entirely of gas and no one could ever lock them out of a room, and their meows were a horrible smell. Everyone in the fartgas universe got visited by the smelly kittens at some point. It was a sign of good luck to wake up choking on a putrid stench with tiny mews ringing in the night air. EonFarts ascended to the stars before anyone could adopt her, and this became her forever home. She farts continuously and always, and this is the mysterious force known as 'dark energy' that keeps our smelly universe from collapsing. the end. While I'm not wading through this pile of drek, Mika (the cat) has kindly agreed to provide personalised crits. She doesn't do well with screens, so I had to print it out.  I also had to translate it into a format she understands...  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfpBpKdbGEA https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAGzXT0fIaA https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JV52WnoD-Rk I think these videos speak for themselves.
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Nov 1, 2018 07:50
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In with a https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mepjhwrGU4I
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Captain_Person posted:In and My hands, unfaithful, did not protect me. From the train, trailing sparks of gold behind.
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Nov 1, 2018 09:34
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Signups are underway but there's still plenty of room for more who wish to partake in the holiday merriment! Quick reminder, signups are supposed to close tomorrow. BUT as we haven't hit the number of signups I was planning on, we should have enough time to get things going if we start a teensy bit later. I'm pushing back the deadline to signup to 11/5 at 12PM EST. On November 4th, I'll post the list of signups to make sure I didn't miss anyone, but until then, message me if you want in. DO NOT POST IN THREAD. Chili posted:
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Lead out in cuffs posted:While I'm not wading through this pile of drek, Mika (the cat) has kindly agreed to provide personalised crits. I am honored to have in some small way contributed to your cat's entertainment.
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Nov 1, 2018 14:01
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You got about a day to get your rear end signed up.
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Nov 2, 2018 07:04
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Can I still get in? Song
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Fleta Mcgurn posted:Can I still get in? Sure thing! Your line is We’re down to the dead houseplants. You didn’t post a song, buddy. Your inability to follow the rules earns you a flash rule: your story must contain a rabbit. Your line is Well I’m as puzzled as the newborn child. Sign-ups are now closed.
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Nov 3, 2018 07:59
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Anyone who isn’t in, isn’t doing NaNo, and hasn’t offered to judge is a COWARD. Face these terrible stories. Scared of a little dogshit writing, are we?
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The Rabbit Room 709 rwords My parents once told me that the wallpaper in my infant bedroom had been decorated with bunnies. And sure enough, as I lay in the enormous crib, in a room clearly modeled after that same nursery, I could see the cartoon rabbits on the wallpaper. I had to hand it to the aliens. Though they didn't get everything right, that little detail was a nice touch. Perhaps they were getting pretty good at abduction. There was a mobile hanging above the crib. They'd gotten the basic idea down. They knew there were supposed to be planets and stars and rocket ships, clearly, but instead of golden foil star shapes, there were miniaturized, glowing, gaseous orbs. And they didn't know what an Earth rocket was supposed to look like, so they used their crooked spinning opal crafts. They knew cribs had bars, but these looked more like metal than painted wood. A creature that looked like my mother entered the room. They knew to try to make it look younger than the original. They'd turned her gray hair brown and removed her wrinkles, but they hadn't accounted for how she shrunk or how her back had bent or how the bones in her jaw had dropped. It was like the skeleton of my mother was wearing her younger self as a costume. It spoke a gibberish with the cadence and phonemes of English. "Come on guys! You can do better than this!" I yelled up at the mobile. "Shhhh," whispered the Mother in a tone imitating soothing. "Sticko cay. Ohgoo wheat. Mommy sneer." It started to unbutton its blouse. "Come on! Let me out! Do your experiments if you like, just get me out of here!" It revealed its breasts. They were too round, and they floated instead of hanging. "Stop it! Bring me home!" And then, as if waking from a dream, I was sitting in the palm of one of the alien's hands in their ship's observatory. They hadn't been this big when they'd first taken me. Had they grown? Had I shrunk? They put me in a little tube and launched me from the ship. Untold light-years passed by in seconds, and I was back on Earth, in a room filled with people I knew. My siblings, my friends, my co-workers passed by somberly in their best clothes. At the front, sobbing in front of a casket, was my real mother, wrinkled and gray. My abductors had never needed my body to run their tests. They'd left it behind. I felt my consciousness start to move away from my funeral. Their point was made; there was no need for me to stay further. I was pulled back across the stars, back to the ship, and back into the nursery with the cartoon rabbit wallpaper. The Mother was still there, chest exposed, and it picked me up. I pushed the nipples away. "No! You're not my mother! Put me down!" I felt a shock through my artificial infant body. My captors did not approve of my disobedience. Still I resisted. "This isn't real! End it!" Another shock. "Kill me!" The Mother made a horrible shrieking sound like the screeches of the alien creatures. With a strange metallic coil, it tied my short-fingered wrists together, then jammed its iron-hard nipple between my lips. I made a muffled scream, but then I tasted the milk, and no sugar on Earth was so sweet. I closed my eyes and sucked. As I drank, I realized how warm the room was and how safe Mommy's arms were. Nothing could hurt me here. I wanted to drink forever. Then she cut the cord, set me down in the crib, and buttoned her blouse. As she turned to leave, I pulled myself up by the bars of the crib. "Mommy!" I shouted. "I want to drink more!" But I couldn't form the words, so I made a monotone shriek instead. Mommy turned around and shushed me. Then she walked out the door. I kept shouting. "Mommy! I want to drink more! Mommy! Mommy! I want Mommy! Mommy!" When I had calmed down, I looked around at my surroundings. Just what were these strange creatures on the walls, with their big teeth and long ears?
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Anomalous Blowout posted:Anyone who isn’t in, isn’t doing NaNo, and hasn’t offered to judge is a COWARD. Face these terrible stories. Scared of a little dogshit writing, are we? Yeah ill judge these poopwords
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Nov 4, 2018 02:36
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Quick question for Peewee Thunderdome. Is 666 words too low a count for teenagers to make a craft a good horror story
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Nov 4, 2018 02:39
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They'll need a little coaching, e.g, not wasting time. 222 words to set up the situation and introduce all the elements, 222 to present a terrifying scenario, 222 to resolve it. No new characters after the first third, no new events after the second third.
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Nov 4, 2018 02:43
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I will also judge your poopwords
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Nov 4, 2018 06:47
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The Playlist
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Nov 4, 2018 08:51
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Oh, this is lovely! Thanks for the work, I hadn’t had a chance to compile it. The songs I chose for folks whose songs had no lyrics were “Thompson Girl” by The Tragically Hip, “Drummer” by Late Night Alumni, and “Keep the Streets Empty For Me” by Fever Ray, if you wanted to chuck ‘em on. I didn’t see a way for me to do that, but I admittedly am an Old who does not YouTube often. As always, those who show too much competence are rewarded with more work. JUDGES ADDED TO THE PROMPT POST, I HOPE YOU ARE ALL FURIOUSLY WRITING.
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Updated playlist
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