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| Author | Short Story Contest [Edition-2] [Prize Fund- 5k] [No Entry Fees] |
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Good morning lords and ladies,
I am here with the second edition of the short story contest. Since there was less participation last time, I hope that this contest gets a better response.
Last thread- https://www.lordswm.com/forum_messages.php?tid=2019523
The title for this time would be-
Laughter is the Best Medicine.
The Scoring System Will be-
Spelling&Grammar-25 marks.
Story Idea- 25 marks.
Originality- 20 marks.
On Topic- 15 marks.
Title- 15 marks.
Since last time we got bad titles, i am keeping it as a field too. Keep in mind that titles with Laughter i the best medicine or Short Story Contest in the heading will get low marks in title field.
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Rules and Regulations-
Do not protest against my judgement. Its Final!!!
There will be only 1 judge this time and it will be me!
Deadline is- 15th July 2013.
No boasting please!
Do not post your story here. Mail it to me.
Only English
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Distribution of Prizes-
1st- 3000 gold
2nd- 2000 gold
3rd- 1000 gold.
I may give special prizes to those who do well but are unable to win a prize.
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A message to all lords and ladies
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Do not think that you cant write. Everybody has a writer in them. So get brain storming!!!
Best of Luck and Enjoy:) | | I find it boring that the stories isn't posted here. They should be available for everyone to read IMHO. | | Ok. I will post it from now on so everyone can see and comment on your work. But beware, if you copy someones idea a bit you lose marks on originality | I have recieved an entry which tried to make me laugh but that isnt the topic guys and girl.
The topic means That when nothing else is working, dont lose hope, Laughter can be the best cure | but that isnt the topic guys and girl.
That means he loses 15 marks?
And can we see it? | No. I have allowed hiim another chance para.
That was a bad attempt and i dont wanna put the wrong thing here. | A POSSIBLE ADDITIONAL PRIZE:-
I plan to make a clan of writers which is active. Those who will be the winners of this contest will get free invites and posts.
Ofcourse i dont have enough gold right now so it may take a month but whenever its made i will recruit you guys on high posts if you have won any of these competitions.
The clan will be active unlike the OFFICIAL WRITER CLAN skunders scourge which has gone low on its mission to richen the creative works forum due to less amount of time that Sir Skunder has. | It was dark.
Tom felt a strange a strange presence behind him; a spiritual, ghostly feel.
He was cold.
His dark, wet clothes, gave him goosebumps.
He was hungry, dirty, he smelled like a dead rat that had been rotting in a sewer.
He was alone but not afraid.
Tom looked around, wondering what this feeling of his was about.
He remembered Sarah, and how she slept with his best friend Steve; a young, underage boy with a large stomach but slim, small arms and legs.
Steve was just a kid, but wasn't afraid to break the law.
Tom tried to sleep in his ripped up rags full of water, but it was nearly impossible.
The water kept him awake because it was freezing; the rags kept scratching, tickling him; the wind was blowing off his coat that he was using as a cover: Things were not going his way.
He finally managed to doze off, for a few minutes at a time.
Tom woke up; the sun was hot and the sky was blue; no clouds in sight.
He felt as if his luck had changed!
He stood up, put on some dirty socks and went out of his little hide.
He saw Harry! His very old mate from primary school!
"Hey Harry!"
There was no reply.
"Harry! Look! It's me, Tom!"
Harry turned around to see a dirty little boy, Tom.
"Who are you?" Harry asked
Tom's excitement had been turned around.
"I-It's Me.. T-Tom, from school?"
Tom drops to the floor, his heart had nearly stopped beating. He hadn't drunk, or eaten in 5 days.
Harry runs over to Tom, finding out that he was almost dead.
Out of nowhere, Harry tell a joke Hoping tom would hear.
Out of all odds, Tom started laughing.
Air rushed through his body.
Oxygen through his lungs!
Bloody through his arms, legs, head!
A simple joke, had saved his life.
The next day, Harry was on the news. They asked him what he did to keep the poor boy alive! And he said
"I told a joke. A simple joke. And from his laughter, he survived."
The end.
(Sorry.. I have no idea how to end stories ;P)
-Dr Damage's Story!
Rating-
Sspelling and Grammar- 22/25
Story Idea- 15/25
Originality- 20/20
On Topic- 15/15
Title- 10/15
Total- 82/100
COMMENTS- Nice try dr but the story was a bit unclear and it would have been better had you told a bit about this guys past and it would have earned you story idea marks. This was a bit straightforward. It would have been really interesting to know the guy's past which left him in such a state. The beggining was good! And the end was fine too though it could have been a bit more descriptive like you were in the beggining and middle. Spellings were fine. You could have used tougher langauge but it was fine too. The title wasnt well explained and you could have changed the title.
Overall it was a good try though i was expecting something beter from the defending champion;) | Aha ;P
Just had a bit of fun writing it ;)
Since I don't really write stories, I feel this isn't ridiculously bad!
The title came before the story. To be fairly honest, I wrote this randomly; didn't even think about it. Just thought 'I might as well try to write something than to not participate at all!'
It's a shame I just rushed the story. Really should have thought before writing it :P
I agree with all your points: unclear But this one here --> better had you told a bit about this guys past This was made to keep you wondering :D.
bit more descriptive <-- That I really need to work on :D
Thanks for the kind markings, I would have thought I would get less :L
But a judge is a judge :D
So thanks again.
Dr Damage. | Its good that you tried!
Though you shouldnt keep jdges wondering lol. Atleast a hint would have done!
Waiting more stories | | Awaiting entries | Why are no more entries coming?
Do we have no good writers?
only doctor damage? | | More entries please!! | seriously these tournaments are getting really bad responses:(
I mean seriously guys...
ITS A FREE TOURNEY WITH PRIZE MONEY!
A nice way to try ur skills | | 10 days | The Bones Arena- by para leul
The day had come. Skelememnon was ready. He knew what he had to do. He took his hatchet. He was prepared to face the same fate as his fellows. He was ready to die...
Skelememnon was a skeleton. That meant he had to die. For skeletons are not considered worthy of freedom. They are sold on market for 1 gold each. They are cheap and they are not brave enough to fight together for their freedom. They are born with the idea that they are slaves to other creatures of the Empire. It is true that some masters believe in their potential and teach their skeleton slaves everything they need to become lords and heroes. However, because people don't trust skeletons, most of them wear a hooded robe so that they cannot be seen.
After Skelememnon was animated, he was given this name after Agamemnon, the hero of Troy, as he was meant to become a gladiator. "The Death Games" were held in the „Bones Arena” in the days of Emperor Golgarth Valorianus, from the dark elf dinasty Valorianus and he was a very spiteful emperor. When he took his father's place, he was a very good emperor and all his people loved him. But after his wife, Empress Helderiana, died, he had became sick of sadness and had never been happy again. Nothing had brought joy on his face since then and to make his bleakness less painful, he started to organize The Death Games in which gladiators had to fight creatures until they died. He thought that maybe when he will see other people dying, his wife’s death will have a lesser impact on him.
Skelememnon was prepared to face the death. But right before the gate between him and the big crowded arena opened, a bandit near him said: „Don’t worry, we will take revenge, in one week at this time we will kill your master who sent you to death”. You may think the skeleton was happy with that, but you would be wrong. Skeletons are slaves, but they are the best of their kind. They are devoted to their masters. And his master was a good one, he didn’t punish his servants for any small mistake as many other masters did with cruelty.
The gate opened. All the crowd was cheering for they were eager to see how much will Skelememnon fight until he dies. The arena keeper announced that this time they will introduce unfettered cyclops in the arena, which made the fight even more interesting. Skelememnon advanced until he reached the center of the arena. All the eyes were pointing to him. Then he saw, at the other side of the arena, another gate opening and an unfettered cyclop coming from the dark. The monster gave a roar and was headeing towards the skeleton. The crowd was excited and wanted to see how will the skeleton react to the big monster he had to fight. Skelememnon was sentenced to death. Still, the words of the bandit were stuck in his head and he wanted to notify his master about the conspiracy against him. He thought he should say about the conspiracy by shouting aloud so that all the people could hear him, but first, he had to gain the people’s attention, which was all to the cyclop, the new monster of the arena. So he took the hatchet and threw it in the direction of the cyclop’s eye. The cyclop didn’t expect that, but he turned his head so that the hatchet won’t hit his eye and the hatchet only managed to make a stratch on the cyclop. However, the crowd didn’t realize what happened, so they stopped cheering and that was the silence which the skeleton needed. He didn’t have to wait, but right when he wanted to start to say something, he just realized he is a skeleton. Nobody would believe him. Everybody would think he does this only to determine his master to save him. So he shouted: Let me say my last wish! These words came out of his mouth without his will. Now, what wish could he say? What a skeleton could say to a crowd eager to see him dead | What a skeleton could say to a crowd eager to see him dead?
Everybody was astonished. A skeleton brave enough to shout aloud when he was sent to death, that hadn’t ever happened. Now, a skeleton to have a wish? That was even more strange, as their wish was always their master’s wish.
All the people turned their head to the Emperor Golgarth, to see what will he say. He was shocked too by the skeleton’s words. And believe it or not, Skelememnon was himself astounded he really did say that words. The emperor didn’t answer him, for it would have been a shame for him to talk with a skeleton, so he made a gesture to let him continue.
The emperor’s act was as impressive as the skeleton’s act, but the people were too astonished to react. Skelememnon knew what was his last wish, but he couldn’t tell them about the conspiracy. Then, he remembered a joke he’d heard from another skeleton. He smiled and he said with a loud voice: „I want a beer and a mop”.
Not all the people got the joke from the first, but some elves started to laugh and in one minute all the people were laughing. You know, laughter is contagious. And how could you resist an arena full of people laughing? Some goblins didn’t even understand the joke, but they were laughing harder than anybody because they were amused by the laughter of the dark witches near them.
The emperor held it for half a minute, but he couldn’t resist anymore. To see one of his warlords rolling on the floor laughing, that was beyond his imagination. And thinking about the skeleton drinking the beer and mopping after, that made him laugh even harder.
The unfettered cyclop didn’t get the joke. He thought that the people are laughing because they were happy to see him killing that clumsy skeleton. So he grabbed the skeleton and told him: „Say your last words”, to which the skeleton replied „Bone-appetite!”. Some people started laughing even harder, other people stopped laughing, as Skelememnon was being killed by the cyclop. The emperor himself didn’t feel comfortable, but his dignity didn’t let him save the skeleton from death.
Skelememnon was dead. He didn’t manage to save his master, but he managed to make a whole arena laugh, and more than anything, to make the emperor laugh after years of sadness since his wife died. Skelememnon was thinking if he should have better said about the conspiracy instead of that joke. Wait! He was thinking? I just said he was dead.
Indeed, he was thinking! How could this be possible? Well, of course! The Raise Dead spell! But who would have raised him, a broken skeleton, when there are thousands of other skeletons in perfect shape waiting to be animated? His bones were fixed with some tight bandages so he was able to walk. But he didn’t know how much time passed since he died.. So he asked a druid doctor how much time passed since he died. The answer was „5 days and 5 nights” and then he completed „the emperor personally asked for your ressurection”. Skelememnon was amazed. No, not because the emperor personally wanted him reanimated, but because he still had enough time to prevent his master. So he asked to go to his old master and he was permitted to go, with the condition to return to them for the emperor has some plans for him. So Skelememnon went to his old master, which congratulated him for his succes to make Emperor Golgarth happy again. Skelememnon told him about the conspiracy against him and the bandits were expelled from the Empire. After Skelememnon returned to the emperor’s court, he became the king’s buffon and the king started to feel better again, leaving his past behind and trying to make his people happy. The Death Games were closed and the arena became a comedy amphitheatre in which the best comedies and the funniest jokes were presented. Some people say that the Bones Arena still exists, other people say it was destroyed in the Valorians’ Civil War. Until we find evidence about it, all we know is that The Bones Arena became a symbol for th | one of the best medicines: Laugher
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ | Spelling and grammar- 22/25
Sstory Idea- 22/25
On Topic- 15/15
Originallity- 20/20
Title- 13/15
Total: 92/100!!!:)
Comments-
WOW! This was something i was waiting for:) This is the best story in the 2 editions:) Keep this standard up guys:) It would have been pitch perfect para had the grammar been in place but an awesome idea oh it was so cool! | Oh wow! I have competition ;D
Very clever, detailed story.
It has emotion, care, and a cool design to it.
Let's see what our Judge has to say ;) |
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