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Hmmm, well written and fluid, is it legal though?

Why thank you, those two posts can be my entry.

Ooh actually no, I won't sorry.

Relax, I'll post in a few days

Mine to Colxfile.

Everyone should be able to vote, this isn't some snooty artists guild it's a measure of how good your story is and people don't have to write in order to appreciate it.

Well done guys! Now if only we can get a yes vote in Lisbon...

If Emerald were here he'd understand.

I vote Yes to Lisbon!


I mean Akatosh and ShadeJackRabbit. I particularly liked Akatosh's logic.

Yeah I'm going to have to sit this one out as well. Do I get to vote anyway?

A tad... strange perhaps but I'll run with it.

I vote for 'Pure' and 'The Beach'.

Check my original post in the first page for my story, looks like I just slipped in under the deadline. Cheers for the extension.

Last chance to enter!

Hey why? I was intending to do something tommorow, and it's only the 22nd.

I really like it, reminds me of Australian Gamer. Colours are nice and I like the slightly over sized Icons.

I agree with the above poster, the outdoor scenes look great but the indoor one needs a major overhaul.

*Space Reserved*

I'm working on a full length short story at the moment so don't expect anything for a little while.

EDIT: Here we go, I decided to make this a companion piece to a full length story I wrote this week, which can be viewed at http://rickjohnsonsfiction.blogspot.com/ if you so wish.

On The Beach

  'Don't put him down there you stupid fuck!' Isaac screamed at Derrick.

  'Shut the hell up Isaac' replied Barker. The rocks were razor like, but from the look of him it wouldn't matter a damn. His stomach was swollen with sea water and blue half circles surrounded his eyes. The long gashes that sliced his shirt were barely bleeding. Derrick was rhythmically pounding on his chest and blowing air into his throat. Isaac had stopped his hysteria and was now staring, panorama eyed at the body.

  'Derrick...' Barker started.

  'Shut it.' It was the first thing Derrick had said since he had fished him out of the water. The beach was completely silent aside from the gentle swash of the tide moving in and the soft thuds as Derrick became more and more desperate. There was no movie like shudder, no spurt of water from his miraculously living body. The corpse lay with the stillness only the dead can achieve.

Isaac lay back against the wet sand with a deer-in-headlights expression as Derrick finally stopped his efforts and collapsed himself, shaking with helplessness.

  'It was just a-.' He failed to finish whatever he thought. Barker stood with an air of finality and breathed out.

  ‘Pick him up and get him into the car.’ he ordered.

  ‘Are we going to take him to the hospital?’ asked Derrick with a childlike gaze.  Barker strode up to him and picked him up by the chin and shoulder.

  ‘No, we are not taking him to the fucking hospital you fucking moron!’ he screamed, ‘He’s dead and it’s our goddamn fault. We are going to get rid of him, do you understand?’ Derrick whimpered something inaudible.

  Mabye he had been too hard on him, Barker considered as he dragged the stiffening body across the marram grass. This was the only way though. Christ he thought, even in my own head that sounds callous.

  Later, as Barker and Isaac drove home in silence, Derrick remained on the beach, watching the overcast sky, the blood on the sand, and the slow night drawing in.


---end---

Exactly 350 words and that wasn't even my intention. Again if you would like to read the companion story kindly go to http://rickjohnsonsfiction.blogspot.com/.

pssh I don't even care anymore, So many people fucked this one up I can't see the next one being any better.

Oh come on! This is like waiting for Duke Nukem Forever.

Or Godot.

'I whole heartedly endorse the above Idea, product or service'.

I'm afraid you were skipped mate, at the moment we're all waiting with baited breath for the final part of the final branch from Lo res man.