SA10 – Round Robin


Ok, so I didn’t know exactly how this assignment was supposed to end, but I suppose the stage I’ve copied it from is a decent enough ending. Negate the second half of that previous statement. Anyways, if you are not from my class, I’ve probably been spouting garbage to your ears, so let me apologize. This assignment was a Round Robin assignment where we each pitched in and wrote our own little pieces of a scene/story. It actually turned out to be quite cool. Enjoy. 🙂

 

Donna sat on the park bench watching the crowds of people pass by. But no one noticed her. She didn’t care (GAINES). The world seemed to be crumbling around her. She felt crushed by the weight of the burden that she was forced to carry. As time passed by, doubt began to fill her very soul. (HOLLINGWORTH) Should she stay here and wait for the right moment, or should she flee back to the safe confines of her apartment where no doubt or fear could find her? (CREED) A figure walked out of the crowd, slowly approaching the bench.

“Mind if I sit here?” asked the stranger (BYRD). He wore a suit and tie. He looked at her amusingly, as if he knew something. (ABBOTT)

“Uh…no, of course not.” Donna sprung from the bench faster than she should have, gathering her things in a hurry. Why are my nerves so wild today? she reprimanded herself, but said aloud: “I was just heading home.”

The stranger peered curiously at her. “Are you sure that’s such a good idea?” (BELMONTE)

Donna caught her breath, did the stranger know something he shouldn’t? Did he know of the mission she had been sent on and the horrible indecision that was paralyzing her? No, that was impossible. (CREED)

But why didn’t he want her to return home? She peered suspiciously out at him from underneath her heavy bangs. As if sensing her scrutiny, he smiled wickedly. (Kriebel)

Donna’s heart began to pound in her chest, her eyes barely containing the fear that welled up within her. She had seen that smile only once before, but where? What had happened in her past that caused to so greatly fear the man standing in front of her? (Pellman).

The fire. Of course. He was there, her last night on the mission when Headquarters had gone up in flames (HAWTHORNE).

She had never recovered from that. It had not been her fault, but somehow she felt that something she had neglected had been the premise for the terrible conflagration that followed (HOLLINGWORTH).

“Ah, you remembered,” the man grinned slyly as Donna’s mind reeled, remembering the video footage she had failed to send to Evidence; it just had not seemed that important. “And do you recall that evidence you forgot to file? Quite convenient, really; no one could see me coming.” (HAWTHORNE).

Donna’s breath came in short gasps, and she could feel something like a terrible weight descend on her chest. It had all been her fault. In that moment, she wished she could become invisible or crawl into a hole where no one could see her and all her mistakes. (CREED) “I’m sorry, Sir,” she said unsteadily. “I have nothing more to say to you. This conversation is over–for now.” (BARGER)

“That’s what you say,” the stranger said darkly. “But you are responsible for the lives of many who now lie dead.” (HOLLINGWORTH)

The stranger laid something small down on the bench. “If you have any remorse for what you have done, read that. I don’t care if you were in league with the rogue bomb squad, if you finish that cleanup procedure in the main computer, they won’t be able to track us ever. They still might not have the skills, but better be safe than dead. You understand.” (LADWIG)

Donna’s hands shook as she collected the lumpy package, and the wane afternoon sun suddenly felt very hot and heavy. Glancing up, she caught sight of the stranger’s tie floundering behind him as he retreated into the crowd. Spreading the contents of the package in her lap, her breath caught and goose bumps traveled up her legs in spite of the previously warm sun. (GREEN)

All it contained was a small flashdrive and mini instruction pamphlet. Donna remembered his words; this was a way to erase her past–a way to forget everything–a new start! All she had to do was acess the main computer and it would be over. (RADZIALOWSKI)

Donna reached into her bag and took out a small laptop. “Alright then, let’s see what you’ve got for me.” She inserted the flashdrive into the port. (PELLMAN)

“Yes, let’s see, shall we?” a voice startled her from behind. “You know, Donna, I thought we could trust you.”

Spinning around to face the voice, Donna tried to mask her shaky nerves. “Jack, how are you?” she smiled charmingly. (HAWTHORNE).

“I’ve been better,” he said, grinning, but something in his eyes set off alarms inside Donna’s head. He’d seen the flash drive. He knew. (CREED) She looked around, preparing to escape. The day had darkened now, and the park was empty. Then there was a compressed sounding thump, and still grinning, Jack fell forward over the bench, stone dead.

Donna was no fool. She knew that it had been a silenced firearm that took him out. Hurriedly she looked around, searching for the sniper, but she could see nothing. Hastily she stood up to leave, but a voice from behind Donna stopped her short.

“Foolish girl.”

Donna looked around to find a woman of her height clad in a jumpsuit with a high-powered rifle in her hands. (HOLLINGWORTH)

“You have a lot to explain to us,” she said with a grim face. “When did you think that you could get away from your responsibility?” She raised the gun. (BARGER)

“Stop,” Donna pleaded, searching the woman’s eyes with her own, “I didn’t think I could get away with anything. The truth is, I’ve been tortured by my mistakes. They’ve taught me above all else that life, though fragile, is precious and worth protecting; so think carefully before taking mine.” (CREED)

“Oh, I’ve thought this over!” laughed the woman maniacally. “I’ve thought about it every day since you inadvertently killed my brother. You see, Agent 65, he was at Headquarters that day, fulfilling his duty to the mission. Do you really think that information could’ve been mishandled without devastating consequences?”

The chilled tone of her voice caused suppressed memories to resurface in Donna’s mind. Agent 20, this woman’s brother, had fallen victim to the ‘cure’, all because of her one mistake. It was Donna’s fault. Undeniably.

By now, the woman had skirted the bench and stood at the fringe of the woods, still training the gun on Donna’s head. “My brother’s clone will be back!” she hissed. “There’s no way you can erase what that cure did to him!” With that, the woman pulled back, and disappeared into the woods. (BELMONTE)

Darkness was descending as Donna stood, motionless in the center of an empty park. To any casual observer, it would appear as if she were only lost in thought; however, if he looked closer, he would be able to see the tears streaming down her cheeks. (KRIEBEL)

And then the nuke dropped. Radioactive waste rushed over Donna, and she felt her body flake away as the intense heat destroyed her from the inside out. (LADWIG)

Her dog howled at her ashes. And a unicorn danced through the sky. (Kribel)

The skeletons of medieval soldiers rose up from under the ground, and the sky was filled with stones from multiple catapults and trebuchets. (HOLLINGWORTH)

The sounds of the battle led the dead Donna to believe that she was in a dream world, but of course she went along with it. She was dead, so nothing mattered anymore. She picked up a ancient broadsword and swung it at the trees, feeling satisfaction as the stumps spewed giant negative rainbow colors. (LADWIG)

 

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SA9 – Books! A Bountiful Supply of Books!


I just want to begin this with a bunch of disclaimers. First, these aren’t in any particular order. They are put down just as they came to me. This means that some other books which I have also enjoyed in the past may not be on this list. Secondly, just because I have down more than one story by the same author does not mean I prefer that author to others. It is simply because I happen to have liked more than one of their books. Finally, no copyright infringement is intended by these excerpts, so don’t give me any nonsense about that. Now to the actual intro blurb. In my opinion, I would tell each and every one of you to go and read these. I mean, come on guys, many of these can be found on a kindle, or, like The Innocence of Father Brown, the internet, so don’t excuse yourself, read them, and enjoy them. One recommendation for you though, if you read one of G. A. Henty’s books. Endure through the beginning. You will find it worth it I promise. 😀

The Innocence of Father Brown: The Blue Cross G. K. Chesterton

The Innocence of Father Brown

“Between the silver ribbon of morning and the green glittering ribbon of sea, the boat touched Harwich and let loose a swarm of folk like flies, among whom the man we must follow was by no means conspicuous – nor wished to be.”

“And they both stood an instant uncovered while the little Essex priest blinked about for his umbrella.”

Much Ado About Nothing: William Shakespeare

Much Ado About Nothing

“Enter Leonato, Hero, Beatrice, and a messenger.”

“They all dance then exit.”

Brothers at Arms: John J. Horn

Brothers At Arms

“I grasped the cold pistol handle and squinted at the target.”

“And here I close my story.”

In Freedom’s Cause: G.A. Henty

In Freedom's Cause

“The village of Glen Cairn was situated in a valley in the broken country lying to the west of the Pentland Hills, some fifteen miles north of the town of Lanark, and the country around it was wild and picturesque.”

“He was raised to the dignity of Baron Forbes by the king, and was ever regarded by him as one of his most trusty councillors, and his descendants played a prominent part in the changing and eventful history of Scotland; but the proudest tradition of the family was that their ancestor had fought as a patriot by the side if Bruce and Wallace when scarce a noble of Scotland but was leagues with the English oppressors of their country.”

The Boy Colonel – A Soldier Without a Name: John J. Horn

The Boy Colonel

“‘Fire at will!’”

“And so they sailed into the sunset, a red sunset—a red sky that all on board trusted would bring many more days of sailor’s delight to The Boy Colonel.”

The White Seneca: William Walker Canfield

“For the entertainment of those American boys and girls who love a rugged story of adventure, I propose to write some account of my captivity by the Indians and the several years I lived in their villages.”

“It was not, however, devoid of hardships and dangers; nor yet of sorrow; but that it was finally successful was a very great happiness.”

To Have and to Hold: Mary Johnston

To Have and to Hold

“The work of the day being over, I sat down upon my doorstep, pipe in hand, to rest awhile in the cool of the evening.”

“All things die not: while the soul lives, love lives: the song may be now gay, now plaintive, but it is deathless.”

Ragged Dick; or, Street Life in New York with the Boot Blacks: Horatio Alger Jr.

Ragged Dick

“‘Wake up there, youngster,’ said a rough voice.”

“‘A young gentleman on the way to fame and fortune,’ added Fosdick.”

Jane Eyre: Charlotte Brontë

Jane Eyre

“There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.”

“His own words are a pledge of this–

‘My Master,’ he says, ‘has forewarned me. Daily He announces more distinctly,– “Surely I come quickly!” and hourly I more eagerly respond,–“Amen; even so come, Lord Jesus!”’”

With Frederick the Great – A Story of the Seven Years’ War: G. A. Henty

With Frederick the Great

“It was early in 1756 that a Scottish trader, from Edinburgh, entered the port of Stettin.”

“The old Earl Marischal survived his younger brother for twenty years; and was, to the last, one of the king’s dearest and most intimate friends.”

I’m serious, read them.

And here’s all the other books that I didn’t list:

The Ranger’s Apprentice, Rujub the Juggler, ALL the Rover Boys, Around the World in 80 Days, Jack’s Ward, The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood, Men of Iron, Oliver Twist, A Tale of Two Cities, Rufus and Rose – or The Fortunes of Rough and Ready, Fame and Fortune – or The Progress of Richard Hunter, Adrift in New York – Tom and Florence Braving the World, Children of the New Forest, The Hiding place, Elsie Dinsmore, Martin Rattler, Hunted and Harried, The Gorilla Hunters, The Giant of the North – Pokings Round the Pole, Blue Lights – Hot work in the Soudan, With Clive in India – or the Beginnings of an Empire, By England’s Aid – or the Freeing of the Netherlands, St. George for England, Saint Bartholomew’s Eve – A Tale of the Huguenot Wars, The Tiger of Mysore – A Story of the War with Tippoo Saib, With Buller in Natal – or a Born Leader, Colonel Thorndyke’s Secret, The Lion of Saint Mark – A Story of Venice in the Fourteenth Century, At Agincourt, When London Burned: a Story of Restoration Times and the Great Fire, The Queen’s Cup, Forest and Frontiers – or Adventures Among the Indians, Winning His Spurs – A Tale of the Crusades, The Cat of Bubastes – A Tale of Ancient Egypt, A Knight of the White Cross: A Tale of the Siege of Rhodes, Just David, The Lonely Island – The Refuge of the Mutineers, The Coral Island – A Tale of the Pacific Ocean, The Dog Crusoe and His Master – A Story of Adventure in the Western Prairies, The Pirate City – An Algerine Tale, Pollyanna and the sequel, A Little Princess, Understood Betsy, The Secret Garden, Beric the Briton: A Story of the Roman Invasion, For the Temple – A Tale of the Fall of Jerusalem, The Boy Knight, The Cornet of Horse – A Tale of Marlborough’s Wars, In the Heart of the Rockies, The Bravest of the Brave – or with Peterborough in Spain, At the Point of the Bayonet – A Tale of the Mahratta War, The Young Carthaginian – A Story of the Times of Hannibal, ALL the Father Brown stories, Anne of Green Gables, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, Pilgrim’s Progress, Thrawn Trilogy, etc.

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SA8 – Hollingworth


Ok, so for this week’s sandbox, we had to pick a song for the soundtrack of our novellas if they were made into movies, and decide on the favorite book and tv show of our main characters.

 

 

Nathaniel’s favorite book would probably be Sherlock Holmes when he was much younger, and now he probably just read boring stuff on criminology etc.

 

Unfortunately, Nathaniel never enjoyed watching television. Rather he preferred to work his mind in the realms of logic and deduction.

SA7 – Hollingworth


Yup. Nathaniel gives a speech. This is set after the events of Twist at this current stage. Enjoy.

Nathaniel slowly mounted the stage. Reporters surrounded that elevated pedestal, and an audience of thousands surrounded him. Everybody had been surprised at the amazing prodigy who had gone to the Amazon Rainforest and come back having solved a mystery that had puzzled all for years. He had been invited to give a speech about his experiences, and having accepted, was now standing before the microphone, waiting for everybody to quiet down.

Nathaniel was feeling a mix of emotions as he looked at the crowd surrounding him. So many people around him, yet so alone. He felt the true meaning of that phrase now, having had a friend, and then lost her. Suddenly, the pages of carefully written script that he had documented his journey on seemed worthless. There was no heart in those. Just intellectual knowledge and a profound memory. In an instant he decided on what he would do.

“Friends,” he began. “That word that I just employed to address you is so easily misused by us. In that case, it was a noun for you, my audience. However, there is so much more to the word ‘friend’ than a simple form of denomination. I learned this during my experience in the rainforest.

“You meet somebody at a school or church and a few words pass between you two. Perhaps after a few more of these meetings, you trade phone numbers, and you go home and tell people that you have made a new friend. Yet have you truly made a friend? In my opinion, I say no.

“I define a friend as somebody who loves you.” There was a murmuring in the crowd. “Romantically or otherwise.” The body of people was appeased. “A friend, in my definition of the word, is somebody who is willing to sacrifice to make you a better person, to help you. Not in meagre ways like holding open a door. Rather somebody that is willing to give up their own time to come to watch you at a recital that maybe they’re not even interested in.

“A friend is someone who will stick by your side, even if you are cold, hard, or harsh. Someone who believes enough in you to try and bring out your good side. When you are friends with someone, you have more than their phone number. You have their respect, a camaraderie exists, you know you can trust your friend because he knows he can trust you. And even when you break that trust, a friend is somebody who still continues to have faith in you.

“Thank you.”

And amidst the thunderous applause that followed, Nathaniel silently bowed his head to hide from the prying glass eyes of the cameras his watery eyes.

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SA 6 – Long Years


So this is really short because the character I chose has only had a short time in the story as of yet. However, I thought it would give you guys an interesting perspective on my story, so feel free to reread the last part of chapter 6 of Twist from the perspective of… AB 34. Enjoy. 🙂

 

My sensors slowly whirred into consciousness. It had been so long since the People shut us down. Years and years ago, according to my chronometer, they had built this temple to their glory. Then they had constructed us to guard it. We were made for protection and maintenance of the temple, for the People had no wish for their glory to be forgotten.

Looking around at the broken piles of parts that were my companions, it seemed quite obvious that the glory of the People had long gone disappeared in history. I stood to my feet, my joints creaking. A quick scan of my functions showed me that the belts controlling my movement were worn and tattered. Then I extended my sensors further to discover what had awakened me.

Ahh, lifeforms; of the same species as the People. Three of them. And they were approaching; fast! My defensive countermeasures instantly started up, and I gave my flamethrower a test; but it did not work. All my other defensive functions had been broken. So, I decided to resort to subterfuge.

I exited the temple and began heading towards the lifeforms. They were staring at me, and I caught myself thinking that the knowledge the People once had must have deteriorated. The leader was putting something in his shirt. I extended my senses and found to my astonishment that he had picked up a piece of the artifact! My fuel boiled with rage. How dare he! Oh how I longed to rip his head from its resting place on his body.

But I could not. There were three of them, and I was old and rickety. Then I thought of what I had planned, and smiled internally. They had no idea. I spoke:

“I am AB 34, guardian of the celestial temple of the People, and you have just retrieved a piece of the Artifact. Please come with me.”

Writing SA5


So, I decided to record myself writing SA5 since I thought it was such a cool idea, and here is the video. It is sped up four times (I don’t type that fast lol), and total time taken was 48 minutes and some. Also, I realize the musical track was horrible, and for some reason my voice sounds really high pitched in the recording, or maybe it’s just me. Enjoy.

 

 

 

Okay, so if you did watch that, you would know that I asked in the video if you guys would like to see more videos of me writing. I would be surprised if you actually did, since I mean, what’s so fun about watching me write? But if you do, then I’d record myself writing things like NightmareThe Dark MenaceTwist, etc. So, below is a poll, and I would appreciate it if you guys let me know what you think.

 

 

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