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Post by ASGetty ((Zovo)) on Mar 29, 2012 3:49:56 GMT -5
Hello friends, and welcome to the Fifteen Hundred; a new fun story project collaboration brough to you by Zovo Co.
What is the Fifiteen Hundred you ask?
It's simple, really. It's a community story, and it works like this.
I will post 1,500 words (according to my word processor count) of story. When I reach the 1,500 word mark, I will stop writing. At this point it is up to you, any of you, to continue the story. There are only four simple rules*:
1. You may not post more than 1,500 words in any single post. If this means you have to stop in the middle of sentence; too bad. Either revise your post to be 1,500 words or less, or leave your sentence to the next poster.
2. Your post must pick up from where the last last off. If you want to introduce new characters or begin a new chapter or hit the story from another plot angle; feel free. Just make sure the previous post is wrapped up before beginning your new direction. No starting chapters in the middle of sentences. (Chapter Headers do not count toward your word count)
3. No double posts. 1,500 or less at a time, no posting twice just because you've got a great idea that you just -have- to get out.
4. No contradicitons. Assume that everything written prior to your post is true and set in stone. If an author states a character has blonde hair, that character has blonde hair for everyone (unless he/she dyes it for some reason). We're all working on the same story here, even though there is no one person directing which way it'll go, try to keep it consistent.
A big part of this is communication; hence the discussion thread. If a prior author posts something you want to build on, but you didn't quite understand or you wanted to get a little more detail about what that author was thinking; ask here in the discussion.
Got a great idea for a plot direction that you'd like to see if you can drum up some support for? Present it here, in the discussion.
Finally, have fun.
Oh, also, just for kicks I'm going to keep a running tally of words written for each author who contributes:
Zovo -- 1,500
Woeful -- 1,434
*Subject to change if more are deemed necessary at a later date.
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Post by ASGetty ((Zovo)) on Mar 29, 2012 15:55:44 GMT -5
Updated. Woe, you don't gotta stop in the middle of a sentence when you've got 66 words left to go, ya know.  |
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Post by Woeful on Mar 29, 2012 16:07:36 GMT -5
Updated. Woe, you don't gotta stop in the middle of a sentence when you've got 66 words left to go, ya know. I thought it was 1500 or less. I will edit out the final sentence. I am not sure I have anything productive to add inside of 60+ words. |
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Post by ASGetty ((Zovo)) on Mar 29, 2012 17:35:13 GMT -5
Updated. Woe, you don't gotta stop in the middle of a sentence when you've got 66 words left to go, ya know. I thought it was 1500 or less. I will edit out the final sentence. I am not sure I have anything productive to add inside of 60+ words. You can leave it as is, no harm no foul. I just assumed that anyone who stopped at less than 1,500 would at least complete their thought.  The half-sentence thing was more for folks who bumped up against that wall; gotta stop at 1,500 no matter where you're at. Also, why'd you kill Kyle? I liked Kyle! I started writing from Jared's perspective, and just sort of drifted into Kyle; I related to him so much more. |
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Post by Woeful on Mar 29, 2012 20:26:15 GMT -5
I thought it was 1500 or less. I will edit out the final sentence. I am not sure I have anything productive to add inside of 60+ words. You can leave it as is, no harm no foul. I just assumed that anyone who stopped at less than 1,500 would at least complete their thought. The half-sentence thing was more for folks who bumped up against that wall; gotta stop at 1,500 no matter where you're at. Also, why'd you kill Kyle? I liked Kyle! I started writing from Jared's perspective, and just sort of drifted into Kyle; I related to him so much more. It's odd because I was channeling an old Thomas Covenant vibe and only after it was written did I see that Kyle could be dead. If I were writing the next section, it would be Kyle's journey through to the other side, and Jared's story would be a counter story. Kyle would be trying to get back down the waterfall and Jared would be trying to find his way up the waterfall. |
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Post by ASGetty ((Zovo)) on Apr 2, 2012 18:45:36 GMT -5
I honestly expected more enthusiasm about this. . .
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Post by Kaez on Apr 2, 2012 18:47:43 GMT -5
I honestly expected more enthusiasm about this. . . To be perfectly honest, the story itself just didn't grab me. I was kind of excited about it, given that 1,500 words is so easy to churn out, but I'm just not immersed in the current plot. |
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Post by ASGetty ((Zovo)) on Apr 2, 2012 19:01:26 GMT -5
I honestly expected more enthusiasm about this. . . To be perfectly honest, the story itself just didn't grab me. I was kind of excited about it, given that 1,500 words is so easy to churn out, but I'm just not immersed in the current plot. That seems reasonable. . . Since it's less than 3,000 words in and there pretty much is no plot yet. |
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Post by Kaez on Apr 2, 2012 19:06:39 GMT -5
To be perfectly honest, the story itself just didn't grab me. I was kind of excited about it, given that 1,500 words is so easy to churn out, but I'm just not immersed in the current plot. That seems reasonable. . . Since it's less than 3,000 words in and there pretty much is no plot yet.No plot = bad plot, I guess? I dunno, was kind of hoping for an opening post that made me go, "WOO! This is awesome. I want to keep writing about this!" |
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Post by Sekot on Apr 2, 2012 19:12:51 GMT -5
You know....you can change that....with...like....and I'm just going to guess but....writing 1500 words. You can do, like, whatever you want. So....yeah....
I'm confused.
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Post by Kaez on Apr 2, 2012 19:40:02 GMT -5
You know....you can change that....with...like....and I'm just going to guess but....writing 1500 words. You can do, like, whatever you want. So....yeah.... I'm confused. Which, I understand, is the whole idea. Just explaining in the most sincere way that why I haven't written anything is that I wasn't emotionally invested in the story. |
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Post by Matteo ((Taed)) on Apr 2, 2012 19:40:17 GMT -5
Suddenly there was a brilliant pulse of light, and a robotic Tyrannosaurus Rex appeared in front of Jared. It's eyes were lasers, its breath was napalm, and its arms were ... still pretty small and useless .... ONLY NOW THEY HELD CHAINSAWS!
"Holy fuck's balls!" yelled Jared, reflexively high fiving everyone nearby. Suddenly, the mighty robo-beast's chest hissed open and an alien cyborg stepped out.
"Jared, you must save our world from the attack of the Ninjarapists."
"Holy fuck's balls!" yelled Jared, "It's not a dinosaur robot! It's a dinosaur spaceship!"
"Try dinosaur timeship, my boy," said Abraham Lincoln, stepping out of the chest cavity/airlock/whatever time machines have instead of airlocks; timelocks I guess??
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Post by Kaez on Apr 2, 2012 19:42:07 GMT -5
Suddenly there was a brilliant pulse of light, and a robotic Tyrannosaurus Rex appeared in front of Jared. It's eyes were lasers, its breath was napalm, and its arms were ... still pretty small and useless .... ONLY NOW THEY HELD CHAINSAWS! "Holy fuck's balls!" yelled Jared, reflexively high fiving everyone nearby. Suddenly, the mighty robo-beast's chest hissed open and an alien cyborg stepped out. "Jared, you must save our world from the attack of the Ninjarapists." "Holy fuck's balls!" yelled Jared, "It's not a dinosaur robot! It's a dinosaur spaceship!" "Try dinosaur timeship my boy," said Abraham Lincoln, stepping out of the chest cavity/airlock/whatever time machines have instead of airlocks; timelocks I guess?? ... BALLS. |
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Post by Sekot on Apr 2, 2012 19:43:48 GMT -5
Suddenly there was a brilliant pulse of light, and a robotic Tyrannosaurus Rex appeared in front of Jared. It's eyes were lasers, its breath was napalm, and its arms were ... still pretty small and useless .... ONLY NOW THEY HELD CHAINSAWS! "Holy fuck's balls!" yelled Jared, reflexively high fiving everyone nearby. Suddenly, the mighty robo-beast's chest hissed open and an alien cyborg stepped out. "Jared, you must save our world from the attack of the Ninjarapists." "Holy fuck's balls!" yelled Jared, "It's not a dinosaur robot! It's a dinosaur spaceship!" "Try dinosaur timeship my boy," said Abraham Lincoln, stepping out of the chest cavity/airlock/whatever time machines have instead of airlocks; timelocks I guess?? ... BALLS. ON FIRE. WHILE YOUR WIFE IS BEHEADING VELOCIRAPTORS. To steal their souls. So that she can become a velociraptor. Because you didn't love her enough. Yeah that's all I got. See? A much better story. |
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Post by Matteo ((Taed)) on Apr 2, 2012 19:50:52 GMT -5
*shakes head in despair*
Even when you're off the leash your stories turn into sober monologues about women's liberation. Whether that be through suffrage and gradual reform, or through radical Velociraptor transformation.
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