Best short story wins a steam copy of Torchlight 2.

Silios · Risible Foofaraw Joined: 26 Jul 2003 Posts: 248

I had original intended on giving a copy away to Icepick, but he's on a Mac and there's no release date for Mac yet.

That being said, he gave me a great idea.

So here's to you Icepick.

RULES:

1. Your story has to be over 100 words and less than 300.

2. Plagiarizers will not be tolerated.

3. I will pick my favorite story on August 30th (my birthday) and PM the writer for their Steam username)

SOME NOTES:

The more clever your story is, the more likely I'll pick it. I'm writer myself, but I'm not a grammar nazi. So long as the story is readable I'll give it the same merit as any other story.

The other copy was offered to Longo, he hasn't PM'd me back yet. So if he turns down his copy, then there will be two winners in this topic.

Good luck, and remember. The story never changes, only the story teller.
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Icepick · Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 6:42 pm Post subject:

Thanks again for the offer, I just have no way of utilizing it Sad

But kudos to giving to the Gr community
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Bretimus_v2 · The Japazillian Dynasty Joined: 30 Jan 2009 Posts: 8309

My Entry
http://www.gamerevolution.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=20585
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NickKmet · I Eat Granola Bars Joined: 17 Jan 2007 Posts: 2882

Man, I would love a copy, but I'm a shitty writer. Well, I'm a shitty creative writer. I can write essays for days, but if I have to write a story, I'm screwed.
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Silios · Risible Foofaraw Joined: 26 Jul 2003 Posts: 248

Lien · Die Hard Commie Bastard Joined: 01 Feb 2008 Posts: 2755

I would enter it... but i need a theme and inspiration... and a massage
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used44 · Joined: 08 Mar 2002 Posts: 19285

Yeah, give a prompt.

De-Ting · Formerly Known as Prince Joined: 11 Nov 2006 Posts: 7278

Over 100 words and less than 300.

Now that I've won, I've already got it preordered, so you'll have to pick someone else. Wink

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Mod-Chip · Senior Idler Joined: 26 Dec 2001 Posts: 7345

Sure I'll give it a shot. Do we just submit it down here?

Silios · Risible Foofaraw Joined: 26 Jul 2003 Posts: 248

Longo_2_guns · Ruler of the Queen's Navy Joined: 29 Jun 2003 Posts: 14081

I've been out on the road for the past, like, day and didn't notice I had a pm.

Give my copy to the second place winner instead, and I'll jump into the contest with everyone else when I can.
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Wes · Joined: 01 Nov 2005 Posts: 2590

Once upon a time there was a man named Wes who didn't have a steam account so his story was only one sentence.

The End
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De-Ting · Formerly Known as Prince Joined: 11 Nov 2006 Posts: 7278

Bretimus_v2 · The Japazillian Dynasty Joined: 30 Jan 2009 Posts: 8309

I've been pretty sick and posting from bed...if I feel better, I'll def write something up.
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danielrbischoff · Joined: 13 Nov 2009 Posts: 7386

http://www.gamerevolution.com/manifesto/write-a-short-story-and-win-a-copy-of-torchlight-2-14055

TurinAlexander · Joined: 29 Sep 2006 Posts: 15

I will not be following the rules, because I'm a rebel like that. My entry:

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The End.

Silios · Risible Foofaraw Joined: 26 Jul 2003 Posts: 248

WickedLiquid · In Limbo Joined: 18 Mar 2009 Posts: 5335

I actually love to write stories so I whipped something up. But it's over 900 words and I don't know how to cut out 2/3rds of it. Bleh
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danielrbischoff · Joined: 13 Nov 2009 Posts: 7386

WickedLiquid · In Limbo Joined: 18 Mar 2009 Posts: 5335

I know, I write a lot of short stories but they never end up being "short".

I don't know, I can't cut anything out of it. Since it's too long it's not eligible to win. But I wrote it for you guys and it'll help get the ball rolling...

Last Night

There’s nothing worse than being woken up in the middle of night. I was happily asleep in my bed when suddenly my phone rang. My ring tone was a Beatles song; one of my favorite Beatles songs. Over the past few years I found myself listening to it often and being reminded of my youthful years, of better days.

My eyes slowly focused on the time, it was 2:30am. I had to be up in 3 hours for work, who the hell is calling me? The number was unlisted, which means one of two things. My 16-year-old daughter has snuck out again while I was asleep and something terrible has happened. Or it’s just my ex wife, drunk-dialing me again and blocking her number.

I took a deep breath and answered the phone. “Hello?”

“Doug… Is this Doug.” I didn’t recognize the voice at first. It sounded like a woman with a foreign accent. Was it Australian? Maybe New Zealand? I couldn’t tell but I know I’ve never heard her before.

“Yeah, this is Doug, I’m sorry who is this?” I sat up on my bed and cleared my throat a little.

“I’m going to need you to sign a waiver form…”

What the hell was she talking about? “Look, if you’re trying to sell me something I’m in the Eastern Time Zone! Don’t call people at this hour!”

I quickly hung up. Just who the hell does that lady think she is? Now I can’t sleep, I better go check on my daughter.

My little April, not so little anymore; running off, smoking pot, drinking, coming home at 4am. My greatest fear is that she’ll turn into her mother- *craaaack* What the hell was that? As I approached my daughter’s bedroom I heard a sudden crack along the floorboard. It must be April! She’s snuck out while I was asleep again! I ran downstairs and turned the lights on.

“DAMNIT APRIL!” I yelled. But instead of April I was face to face with a tall man in a black mask. He pointed his gun directly at me.

I could hear the floorboards crack upstairs “What the hell did I do?” April said as she walked out of her room. Before I could say anything she was walking downstairs in her pajamas. “OH MY GOD!” She screamed at the sight of the man.

The man moved his gun away from me and was moving towards April. I jumped forward and landed on top of the robber. BLAM The gun fired. The bullet shot me and I felt it pierce through my body. I starred into the robber’s eyes and I saw terror. He quickly pushed me off and got up. I tried to grab him but I was too weak. I saw his hands shaking and his eyes behind his black mask were flowing with tears.

“Puh…please…” I said to the man. “Don’t kill my daughter…” I looked over to April, she was frozen in fear, crying hysterically, having difficulty breathing.

I looked back over and the man had left. Or so I thought. Things were beginning to get hazy and everything was blurring into one. I had never been shot before. Was this shock? Was I dying? April ran to grab her cell phone and ran back to me with the phone to her ear. I know that much. She was trying her best to stay calm and explain to the paramedics what was going on. It was all starting to get so blurry. It’s difficult to remember…

“Dad.” She said in tears. I was focusing on her words, on her voice, trying to stay awake. “I love you so much.” She said in-between the tears.

Just concentrate on her voice. Her voice…. Her voice… the more I concentrated on it, the more it sounded… different. What was it? What was going on?

“…and I’m sorry you never got to see me grow up.”

Oh but I will April! I’m going to be ok! If only I could tell her I’m going to be ok.

“I wish you got to see me get married.” She said sniffing.

Married? When did she get married? She was married behind my back? How’s that possible?

“And I wish you could have met Steve. He’s a wonderful husband to me and a wonderful father to our kids.”

I wanted to say something, but I couldn’t; I thought I was choking on blood. I couldn’t talk but I tried to force the words out. Regardless of what she was saying, if they were to be my last words I would just want to say I love you! Everything was going black. Were my eyes closed? I could no longer tell.

April sniffed again and moved away from me “I’m so sorry, Mom signed the form, this is the end… I’m so sorry…” She had once again broken down into tears. “Good-bye dad…”

No! Where was she going! My ex wife signed what form??? April! APRIL! “I LOVE YOU!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.

I opened my eyes. Where… where was I? I looked around the room and noticed I was in the hospital. I… I was alive! Over in the corner sat a small CD player playing my favorite Beatles songs. And standing at the doorway was someone who was about to leave.

“Dad?!” April said in bewilderment as she turned around.

I didn’t recognize the woman at the door. She looked a bit like my ex-wife when we first met… but… she wasn't blonde, she had black hair. My hair colour, April's hair colour.. Was it… was it really her?

“April???” She looked like she had to be around 25.

“DAD!” She yelled running into my arms in tears. “Is this really happening???” she whispered into my ear.

“I’m…I’m not so sure myself.” It was then that I noticed I couldn’t move my legs. “April, what’s happened to me? Why am I paralyzed?”

“You’re not paralyzed dad” she moved back and looked at me. “You just haven’t used your legs in 10 years. Not since the mugger shot you. Do you remember?”

“Ten years, has it been ten years?” I was in disbelief. But she he was ok.

April was ok. My little April, not so little anymore.
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