RN: Flash Fiction

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Flash Fiction

Six Word Stories:

Thing happened. I changed. She didn't.

She stole his heart. Quite literally.

She was calm, until the end.

I said I loved her. Lie.

Her lips soft, her blade not.

Pain, suffering, death? Coulda' been averted.

THUS ENDS MY 6x6 SQUARE OF FLASH FICTION.

Six word stories, go!

70 comments:

Anonymous said...: Well three possibilties:

1. You're serious with this story
2. You want do here people ranting about your writing, [i]once[/i].
3. You want to troll us.; July 9, 2008 at 6:50 PM
Anonymous said...: btw, could you post about some magetactics again. Things like how to handle enhancemener in arena. It's terrible over here in europe. Shaman/warlock/druid is the new fotm atm...; July 9, 2008 at 6:53 PM
Zyz said...: may i wang you hafu chan; July 9, 2008 at 6:54 PM
Anonymous said...: Too Strong or Weak for Revenge.; July 9, 2008 at 7:12 PM
Anonymous said...: It was open until the End.

Sex; July 9, 2008 at 7:15 PM
Anonymous said...: Ultimately power is taken not given.; July 9, 2008 at 7:19 PM
Someone said...: Well seems like you're seriously going for writing exercise now.
Well I do hope the incoherent dick-rambling isn't about to be banished from these premises for good, but I have to say that I commend these signs of transition from wow/finance-douchebag to writer douchebag. ;-)
You have potential. Loads of it actually.

and enh-shamans?
create a /pity macro and wait for the armor dispel changes!; July 9, 2008 at 7:36 PM
Anonymous said...: Thats seven. Learn to count, noob.; July 9, 2008 at 7:36 PM
Anonymous said...: Ok, I failed.

The Geiger rhythm supplemented her heartbeat.; July 9, 2008 at 7:46 PM
Anonymous said...: Pu239 is the best peace symbol.; July 9, 2008 at 7:59 PM
Anonymous said...: Ruins, shattered corpses, one trembling finger.; July 9, 2008 at 8:05 PM
Anonymous said...: War by computer, death by equation.; July 9, 2008 at 8:09 PM
Anonymous said...: druid, priest, warlock...blade's edge, sigh; July 9, 2008 at 8:14 PM
Anonymous said...: One night stand. Burns to pee.; July 9, 2008 at 8:39 PM
Anonymous said...: some finance douche, played a mage
took it to the highest stage
brought his skill unto the cap
made his fanbois want to fap
no new content, game is gay
as a writer, into the fray; July 9, 2008 at 8:41 PM
Anonymous said...: Yes you may, ignore the toupee.

Things happened. Genitalia changed. Maury Povich.

Mouse shoes. Tattoos. Ball Pit Refuse.

She was born in a Denny's.

New Nikes. New chain. No dinner.

Born with a tail, she purred.

Look Mom! No Hands! Changed Plans.

They really thought she was blind.

Goro's circle jerk parties. Never boring.

New pool. New girlfriend. First Mermaid.; July 9, 2008 at 8:57 PM
Anonymous said...: " One night stand. Burns to pee. "

hahah; July 9, 2008 at 8:58 PM
Anonymous said...: born on the beach. died cold.; July 9, 2008 at 9:08 PM
Donjo said...: In soviet russia, story writes you!; July 9, 2008 at 9:47 PM
Richter said...: BORING

...

<_<
>_>

(how about some *slash* fiction?); July 9, 2008 at 10:23 PM
Anonymous said...: Thrust harder, finish inside, she said; July 10, 2008 at 1:23 AM
Anonymous said...: Tim died for the greater good; July 10, 2008 at 1:48 AM
Anonymous said...: KILLED DAD WITH DELICIOUS MIND SNAKES; July 10, 2008 at 1:48 AM
Anonymous said...: Rocket boots nerfed. Killing self now.; July 10, 2008 at 2:33 AM
Anonymous said...: She was never the same again.; July 10, 2008 at 3:08 AM
Anonymous said...: After all, we are vibrating strings.; July 10, 2008 at 3:14 AM
Anonymous said...: i`m dead why do i care ?; July 10, 2008 at 3:24 AM
Unknown said...: Religion, the opium of the masses.; July 10, 2008 at 3:31 AM
Anonymous said...: Radikal Noise: Noir, WoW and Dicks.; July 10, 2008 at 3:38 AM
Anonymous said...: Umm, Chicken parmagiana with chips. Thanks.; July 10, 2008 at 3:45 AM
Unknown said...: Its got stuck in my Pooper.; July 10, 2008 at 5:05 AM
Unknown said...: God Rambo is your true God.

Tits or GTFO, no third option.

Theres nothing like old internet memes.; July 10, 2008 at 5:20 AM
Anonymous said...: Smells funny but still feels great; July 10, 2008 at 7:25 AM
Unknown said...: I want my fifteen seconds back.

No, seriously, this blog wasn't good.

You should try harder next time.

More poker noir? Definitely easy hits.

See what I did there, Radikal?

My 6x6 shits on yours, bro.; July 10, 2008 at 11:57 AM
Anonymous said...: "'Religion, the opium of the masses.'

Supposed to be 'opiate', pseudo intellectual."

Try again, the way he said it was fine. At least get a dictionary and make sure you're correct before you make yourself look like a douchebag falsely correcting someone, "pseudo intellectual."

rather lulzie; July 10, 2008 at 1:21 PM
Anonymous said...: both of you should e-thug more about vocab; July 10, 2008 at 2:46 PM
Anonymous said...: I'm not the guy who corrected first, but it's definetly opiate and not opium of the masses.

Either way, T.V. is much more of an opiate than religion.; July 10, 2008 at 4:16 PM
radikal said...: opium, more an opiate than either; July 10, 2008 at 4:32 PM
Anonymous said...: I got AIDS, from your wife.

Big words escape the small minded.

Lets talk, after I am gone.

WoW blogs amuse like the game.

I still love you, honest truth.

Fuck typing... where dat purple juice?; July 10, 2008 at 4:39 PM
Unknown said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; July 10, 2008 at 4:58 PM
Anonymous said...: knock on the head, can't count now; July 10, 2008 at 5:00 PM
radikal said...: Chuck, me, you, Hawaii, butt sex.; July 10, 2008 at 5:01 PM
Anonymous said...: This comment deleted by the author.; July 10, 2008 at 9:21 PM
Anonymous said...: six word stories, so old hat
rockin' rhymes are where it's at
six word lines, six line frame
hide the fact the poem's lame
(tried a story but it sucked
don't like poems? go get fucked); July 10, 2008 at 9:41 PM
Anonymous said...: I really didn't want to burn you But that home row was callin.

With a name like catsuit guarantee I'll leave ya mute. Been rippin up blogs since Need for Speed Hot Pursuit.

My maim stuns and brings shame to your sons like a virus. I embed in your head twin bullets from Osiris.

Your nine lives end with rhymes to your endocrine. Permanent Goosebumps kid, I call you RL Stein.

Peace sonny, you're messin with the best. Face the facts for once, your life's just an alpha test.; July 10, 2008 at 10:26 PM
Anonymous said...: this guy alex, thinks he rhymes
read his stuff a dozen times
missed the point about my story
36 words will bring you glory
keep on trying, you'll get there
against me though, the comp's unfair; July 10, 2008 at 10:39 PM
Anonymous said...: before you splutter "but mine's rap!"
i don't care about that crap
might sound cool, avoids some shame
but it doesn't play the game
i write rhymes in seconds flat
will the rapper come to bat?; July 10, 2008 at 11:06 PM
Anonymous said...: Six by six, burned like wicks.
Read slowly son, you'll shit bricks.
Rhymes flow like Niagara, lags ya.
Style hard like Viagra, gags ya.
Sixty inch rims, watch and learn.
Thuggin like Slim, until the urn.; July 10, 2008 at 11:58 PM
Anonymous said...: i must say, thought you'd fail
good on you, you didn't bail
since you tried, fit the shell
i'm thinking i might as well
go ahead and mark it up
shitness rank: 2 girls 1 cup; July 11, 2008 at 12:43 AM
Anonymous said...: your little poem was quite cute
that's a fact i won't refute
and 'cos i feel extra nice
i'll give you some free advice
this will be the only time
"amazed" and "ravaged" - they don't rhyme; July 11, 2008 at 12:58 AM
Anonymous said...: i'm impressed that it's your third
but you can't polish a turd
while your first poem was OK
your second one was rather gay
unless your next's above the norm
do not insult in lyric form; July 11, 2008 at 2:03 AM
Anonymous said...: Im anonymous so ill keep trying,
turd after turd until youre crying
dont call your mom for help
her forehead is touching my belt
id hate to see her leave
wait till she swallows, pretty please; July 11, 2008 at 2:16 AM
Anonymous said...: this generated more comments, than revenge?; July 11, 2008 at 7:31 AM
Unknown said...: WOW 6-word flash fiction

"At least we capped the farm"

"DON'T FUCKING RUN FROM VAN'S ROOM!!!!!!"

"Chums up, lets do this...LEEROY!!!!"

"Heal me! Heal me! Heal....FUCK!!!"

"Druid leaves his wife for pillar"

"I bind everything to ice lance"

"Illidan downz, Kael still up LOL"

Deeper ones:

"He who laughs last...thinks slowest"

"Cheaters never prosper. Their kids do."

"what? there's no caffeine in this?"

"Officer, I thought she was eighteen"; July 11, 2008 at 10:38 AM
TheAmoeba said...: "Druid leaves his wife for pillar"

genius.; July 11, 2008 at 1:29 PM
TheAmoeba said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; July 11, 2008 at 1:29 PM
Unknown said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; July 11, 2008 at 2:01 PM
Unknown said...: Angola:

Belgain Congo drawings emphasize figure generation. Human-like images, Jacinthe kings, lacquered monarchs, noble onyx pottery...quarryman's riches sealed tenderly under veteran workmanship. xanthate-yellow... ..Zambian!?; July 11, 2008 at 2:10 PM
Anonymous said...: This shit is worse than the Eminem movie '8 mile' where random rap battles broke out during the lunch hours at the factory.

Hilarious.; July 11, 2008 at 2:21 PM
Anonymous said...: 1. Im pregnant, I wonder whos the father?..has mystery and drama every thing a good story needs; July 11, 2008 at 2:26 PM
Anonymous said...: -I tho; July 11, 2008 at 2:27 PM
Anonymous said...: I. I am. I am gone.; July 11, 2008 at 3:50 PM
Anonymous said...: Catsuit, you can rhyme all right
But those arena ranks ain't tight
Really, blue gems in your chest?
C'mon, attempt to par the rest
Hey look, with Armory I flame
Off-topic arguments are the name; July 12, 2008 at 2:49 AM
Anonymous said...: Hey guys, sunrise has nearly come
Still sitting here on my bum
Radikal Noise has grabbed my life
With strats, drama, WSVG strife
That kissing post was really sweet
But comment strings are getting leet; July 12, 2008 at 2:53 AM
Anonymous said...: Today I acquired some new rock
Nobodies, Tourniquet, don't you knock
Yeah I'm now listening to metal
It's normal to prove my mettle
See I'm still a noob IRL
Need popularity and the cool table; July 12, 2008 at 2:59 AM
Anonymous said...: So I am into nuclear energy
Don't know why, just interests me
Could tell you about atomic bombs
Hydrogen, stuff leading to crying moms
Now don't say, "You're a terrorist!"
I'm a real American hero, honest!; July 12, 2008 at 3:04 AM
Anonymous said...: Ever seen that movie Suicide Club?
Fucking makes you hurl your grub
Fifty girls jump into a train
Blood flies everywhere, bits of brain
Killing that girl that informed me
While soaring on my greatest weed; July 12, 2008 at 3:10 AM
Anonymous said...: Good night, nice to see you
Be back tomorrow, right on cue
I'll shower, eat waffles, maybe jerk
My girl might offer a perk
But either way, at morning's end
Here I'll sit, my radikal friend; July 12, 2008 at 3:16 AM
Anonymous said...: posting rampage; July 12, 2008 at 6:06 AM
Anonymous said...: I tried to care. I failed.

If only stupidity made it untrue.

Your ignorance is amusing, but pitiful.

Is knowledge nothing but an illusion?

Lived for war, died for peace.

I wish morality and necessity coincided.

"'"Religion, the opium of the masses."

Supposed to be "opiate", pseudo intellectual.'

Try again, the way he said it was fine. At least get a dictionary and make sure you're correct before you make yourself look like a douchebag falsely correcting someone, 'pseudo intellectual.'

rather lulzie"

He wasn't correcting the grammar, he was correcting the quote. It's from the Communist Manifesto. Youd said it better than I ever could: At least make sure you're correct before you make yourself look like a douchebag falsely correcting someone, "pseudo intellectual."

Regardless, Vicodin will always be my opiate of choice.; March 19, 2009 at 10:30 PM

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Wednesday, July 9, 2008

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