TMNT: The Great Tournament ProloguePrologueMore Like This
For many years, warriors have come from all over the universe, battling in duels of honor and integrity. Some are well-known and have a great amount of strength and skill. Others still have a lot to learn before they can become true masters. Every warrior I have ever faced in the tournament has fought greatly and with honor, yet they have a great deal to learn if they want to defeat me, as I have won the tournament before. But as I prepare for my journey this year, I cannot help but fear that an old enemy will lurk in the shadows of my last victory, just as he did before.
It was six years ago when I last saw my opponent, a fierce dragon named Drako. He fought well and almost defeated me, due to my right leg breaking during the battle. He could have won, but Gyoji halted the duel, giving me the chance to forfeit, but I refused to back down. With some broken wood, I splinted my injured leg and continued. Gyoji allowed it and the battle continued. I defeated Drako and won the tou
Monthly Challenge October 2014 : Vicious CycleHello everybody. Good to see you once again.More Like This
I apologise for the long hiatus; I've been a bit busy sorting out a few problems regarding the police, a stolen car, and my mum. Everything's okay now; I'm just a little bit shook up.
For those of you who don't know me, my name is Madder, and I am an Editor for an underground publishing house in Shanghai (now a writer for an ethics magazine in Singapore) that was notorious for the rule we had implemented: No "normal" novels. What do I mean? I mean no unoriginal writing, no stale tropes or recognisable characters. Yes, most publishing houses use these guidelines also, but we pushed the idea to its limits; almost to a fault. Our ideas included writing completely in the Future Tense (which was the first MC I gave last July), or with non-tangible characters (such as emotions, or planets). We were designed for Avant-Garde. It was our greatest strength, and our downfall.
And now I'm here to test your writing skills, your creativity a
The Letter FDave turned to Elena.More Like This
"Do you know what I think?" He muttered angrily. "I think that... I think... I..." His voice trailed off, confused. Elena held the same expression: slightly confused, as if they were told that they had done something wrong and didn't know about it. Harry, who had been walking ahead of them, stopped (with the exact same expression), and asked, "Do any of you feel like you just had complete memory loss?"
"I just... forgot." This was Harry.
"You always forget everything." Elena.
"Yeah, you'd forget your name if it wasn't stuck to your shirt," said Dave, pointing at a large red sticker attached to Harry's t-shirt saying, "Hello! My name is (Harry's unintelligible scrawl) Ask me about Star Wars!" Harry stared at them.
"What were we talking about?"
They continued walking.
And they continued for some time, unsure where exactly to walk, as they had forgotten where they were going. And soon they came across a tree-sized bulbous