I'd prefer some vague topics that can easily be manipulated into something of my own. That way it can have the same idea of the other writers' stories, but it will be different.
Tragedies are my specialty, but it doesn't have to be the main character... *evil, sardonic grin*

I'd prefer some vague topics that can easily be manipulated into something of my own. That way it can have the same idea of the other writers' stories, but it will be different.
Tragedies are my specialty, but it doesn't have to be the main character... *evil, sardonic grin*

1. Something including the words mushroom stew, pained glass (I mean pained glass, not paned glass,) and
stupendousness.

2. A werewolf and a dragon meet and have an interesting relationship.

3. Something that involves any type of metamorphosis.

4. Something not to be read at night- bone-chilling and creepy.

5. Something with no names, in first person present. NO NAMES ARE ALLOWED.

Username:
Shayni

ID:
88966

What genres/types of stories you like to write the most:
Fantasy with Adventure

Questions?:
None!

A short piece of writing, can be about anything:
If I may, I'll use a piece from a story I am writing.

A screech resounded in the air, and Lynn's head jerked up as she saw a majestic creature flying in the air. A smile stretched across her face as she recognized the white barn owl.

It was Aislinn, Lynn's closest 'family member' and Second in Command. She was in her Barn Owl form now, and no one would suspect it was her if they hadn't known what her power was.

Lynn was surprised, however, when Aislinn changed course from her, and let out another cry. The white owl dove down toward a small Gifted girl standing over Kai's unconscious body.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she too lunged at the girl, tackling her before Aislinn could scratch her face off. She pinned the small girl down, snarling in her face.

"What did you do?" She growled, pressing her arm closer around the girl's neck, nearly cutting off her air supply. Beside her, she could feel a whoosh of air as Aislinn transformed back beside her.

The girl, however, was a formidable opponent, and managed to push Lynn off. "I didn't do anything!" She spat, pulling herself up. She angled her head away so it was as if she was looking at the ground. The white symbol on her forehead was like a warning to Lynn, and she almost felt herself flinch at the girl's tone. "He's just asleep. He saw my eyes." As if that explained everything, she crouched beside him.

"Then wake him up!" Lynn replied brusquely, before turning to Aislinn. "Come here, Ash." She sat next to Kai, brushing her fingers along his forehead. The redhead joined her side, prepared to pounce at the Gifted girl. "Wake him up..."

Only thing I have to say is too have options other then exact word counts. I really dislike doing those.

Form:
Username: JustTopaz
ID: 21018
What genres/types of stories you like to write the most (Fantasy/sci-fi/angst/etc): Fantasy mostly. Or Alternate Reality.
Questions? (If yes, feel free to ask!): no?
A short piece of writing, can be about anything (this won't affect anything, I just want to see how you write):
Gosh Dang it. Put me on the spot why don't you? Fine.
Once upon a time there was a house. In that house there was another house. And in that house there was a doll. Now this doll was unlike any other doll in existence. This Doll moved on it's own. She didn't understand why none of the other dolls wanted to play with her. She sat, for years, alone in her house.

One day her house opened wide and she was met with a strange sight. The thing looked like her, much more so than Mr. Tibs, who was furry with a big black nose. She had hair like the doll, only on her head. And a nose like the doll's too. Small and the same colour as her face.

"Hello," said the giant. But the doll didn't reply. She was frozen in fear. What if this thing hurt her. "Would you like to play with me?" the giant didn't wait for a reply and picked the doll up, carrying her out of her house, and out of the giant's house too. They went into the yard where the giant had made them tea. Only the teacups were as big as the doll's head. The giant moved the doll's arms to pick up the cup and bring it to her lips. There was nothing in it, this baffled the doll. Didn't giants drink? She was scared. Was the giant going to drink her? like in the stories she read?

So far so good. The sun had gone down and the Doll was unharmed. The giant went to bed, the doll in her arms.

"Goodnight Dolly. Let's play again tomorrow."
'goodnight' Thought the doll.

Welcome to the contest!
I'm currently following your Gifted & Cursed story on the forums, and I really like it! ^-^

Welcome!
Cute story you've got there!

Username: Aurusei
ID: 95129
What genres/types of stories you like to write the most (Fantasy/sci-fi/angst/etc): Fantasy, I like writing things with tension, and horror.
Questions? (If yes, feel free to ask!): Nope.
A short piece of writing, can be about anything (this won't affect anything, I just want to see how you write):
A sylestia fanfic, sorry if it is long.

Thanks so much! I try to update but never get around to it *sigh*