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Borna Coric

Borna Coric

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Xanthian93:

I feel like I should win this contest because I am bringing varying types of entries to the tables to the best of my abilities. Sometimes I tap into things I have never written before, and it is challenge. But it makes me a better writer and I use that to get better.

There's nothing special in terms of technique; all I do is bring what I can to the table. That is why I feel like I should win this contest.

03-Aug-2011 14:15:44

Borna Coric

Borna Coric

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Music

The time has arrived; the tension is hot. Finals day is here, and the crowd goes wild. I looked out of the tunnel to the stadium, the fire in my heart burning brighter than ever before. Months of training for this one moment, and now it is has arrived.

I grasped the auxiliary bar of the instrument behind me—a four and a third octave marimba—when the queue was given to move. With all the strength within me, lots of it coming from the fire within my heart, I started moving out of the tunnel.

The crowd in front of me was a bunch of incoherent people, none of them with any meaning to me. My job was to put on a good performance—not for the crowd, not for the rest of group, not even for the judges, but for me. This is my time, and I’m ready for anything.

I reached my spot up front on the thirty-five yard line. The tension is getting hotter. There is very little time to detach my cables—two of them, one on each side of the marimba—and plug them into the snake. Two more cables rested on my instrument; they were for the speaker.

As quickly as I could, I snatched them and plugged them in the speaker, then went to the soundboard set up in front of all the instruments. One cable went into the soundboard, the other went into the power surge right next to it.

Two minutes passed by, and I am behind my instrument, ready to go. Waiting for the players in the back to warm up, my mind goes free, thinking of nothing but the show. It has to be the best show ever. The end of the road is here.

03-Aug-2011 14:15:58 - Last edited on 03-Aug-2011 14:16:43 by Borna Coric

Borna Coric

Borna Coric

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Natural Disaster

No one heard it. No one expected it. It came out of the darkness, swift as a predator that targets its prey. The darkness is tricky; it attacks in the most unexpected ways, leaving its victims helpless in its everlasting grasp.
Humans are weak creatures, lacking the sixth sense—the ability to sense the supernatural or to predict unnatural conditions. This dark day was the death of humans, but the other animals were safe.

A crack within the earth, in an area where the human eye could not see, started the event—a catastrophe over the coming days. The dogs, cats, goats, and other animals could tell something was wrong. The immediate reaction is to get to higher ground. The humans, however, couldn’t tell. Another good day at the beach is all.

The next day arrives, and one screams a cry of anguish. A mile high and travelling at lightning quick speed, the wave’s destination is right at the beach. Several screams follow, leaving a melody of cries. The rhythm of a stampede followed, but to no avail: the wave was too quick.

With all its might, the wave crashed onto the beach, killing nearby people instantly. The further it went, the more people who were either killed on spot or dragged into the torrential abyss.

The animals watched up high in the mountains as the tragedy unfolded itself. Some were relieved, others were disappointed, but most were indifferent of the situation. The common link for all of them was knowing how foolish the humans were. Humans lacked the sixth sense, and instead had greed.

This is the mistake of man—thinking that they were better than everyone else including nature. Let it be known on this day that over a hundred thousand lives were lost to an undetected killer: the tsunami.

“You may take the field in competition!” was the signal to start. And off we went. I hit the first set of notes, a D Major chord, and we were off. The show of a lifetime began, and I was ready to perform.

03-Aug-2011 14:16:21

Aeraie

Aeraie

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Granny Smith.

Ripe. Luscious. Tantalizing. Beautifully plump, I feel the apple's weight in my hand. Flawless skin, so smooth and so bewitching. It stares with an innocent, blushing light green. Crisp thoughts tickle my mind. I move the apple to my face so that it lightly kisses my lips, knowing that the first bite is the juiciest. I close my eyes as my jaws unhook to bite its tender surface. My teeth crush into the apple, stealing the angelic perfection from the beauty. As heavenly juices soak my throat, I notice another, far more suspicious flavor. I swallow something large and hard, beginning to choke as horror tears my eyelids open. I pull the desecrated apple away from my mouth and realize with abhorrence the blood soaking its white flesh. My tongue soars to the front of my mouth and slams into the inside of my lip.

My tooth. My front tooth. Panic sets in and I begin to cough in a deranged attempt to regurgitate the tooth. I am choking. I drop the once pristine apple to the ground as I struggle for air, the tooth lodged between my airways. Blackness clogs my vision as I begin to kill myself in an attempt to save myself. I grip the cold granite counter as a means for stabilization, but it is too late. My wobbly arms collapse, allowing my head to smack into the granite. My consciousness is put out like a light. I will be dead within minutes. The apple's tortured surface stares at my body, offering no means of help. It stares at me hungrily, waiting for me to take my last breath as it watches the bloody scene unfold.

Granny Smith.

Care for a bite?

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Yes, it's like 30 characters over. Should you not care? Absolutely.

And yes, this is my worst fear. It's a long story.

03-Aug-2011 21:06:13

Aeraie

Aeraie

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Fine :( *angryface*

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Granny Smith.

Ripe. Luscious. Tantalizing. Beautifully plump. Flawless skin, so smooth and so bewitching. It stares with an innocent, blushing light green. I move the apple to my face so that it lightly kisses my lips. I close my eyes as my jaws unhook to bite its tender surface. My teeth crush into the apple, stealing the angelic perfection from the beauty. As heavenly juices soak my throat, I notice another, far more suspicious flavor. I swallow something large, beginning to choke as horror tears my eyelids open. I pull the desecrated apple away from my mouth and realize with abhorrence the blood soaking its white flesh. My tongue soars to the front of my mouth and slams the inside of my lip.

My front tooth. Panic sets in and I begin to cough in a deranged attempt to regurgitate the tooth. I am choking. I drop the once pristine apple to the ground as I struggle for air, the tooth lodged between my airways. Blackness clogs my vision. I begin to kill myself in an attempt to save myself. I grip the granite counter as a means for stabilization, but it's too late. My head smacks into the granite. My consciousness is put out like a light. I am going to die. The apple's tortured surface stares at my body, its work done. It stares at me hungrily, waiting for me to take my last breath as it watches the bloody scene unfold.

Granny Smith.

Care for a bite?

04-Aug-2011 07:29:49 - Last edited on 04-Aug-2011 07:42:31 by Aeraie

97swiftarm

97swiftarm

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Wut... just... wut.

How the hell did I make it through? I go without internet access for a week (thanks computer), say nothing and do nothing, and then I still get through? Bloody hell. I suppose I should be hating Mitch right now? I'VE BEEN TRYING TO GET VOTED OFF (XD, couldn't resist saying that). Also, Pat. You dawg =P

My computer is still not letting Runescape load, sadly, so if you want to get in contact, best place is an 'email, Lebbeh. The rest of you - good luck trying to find me.

Reasoning for getting to win:

Hell, I'm not sure I deserve to win - many other people have consistently put in better stories than I have and, as such, it has been a difficult contest. However, I believe I've played the game side of things in a very straight laced way - there's been no back stabbing or anything. I'm honest, right?

Also, I've achieved a pretty good feat while I've been in this contest - not once have I not been immune. My stories (bar the non-existent one) have been to a high enough standard to not give anyone the pleasure to vote me out. This shows that out of everyone, I'm most likely to have been the most consistent.

However, if you do vote me out, enjoy the feeling. I would've voted myself out on day one, to be honest =P

And lastly - best of luck to everyone and thanks for making it one of the most memorable contests of all time. We've done well, guys and gals. We've done well.

On the terms of the topic - well, now I just have to go get drunk. Thanks for the excuse, Lebbeh.

04-Aug-2011 10:40:54

Borna Coric

Borna Coric

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And so He surfaces! Well done on your consistent achievement, despite your unlucky connections.

Thank you, Aeraie. Good luck in the round. At this rate, you'll win by default. ;)

EDIT: More entries, everyone! Need nine more pages on my contest document to bring me up to 100 pages...

04-Aug-2011 12:58:17 - Last edited on 04-Aug-2011 13:03:39 by Borna Coric

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