Make Words... And War!

[jordanisonfire]

So, there's been talk about how good word wars are and such. Why not have a club for them? :)

What is a word war?

A word war is basically when two people or more sit down and write for a set amount of time, trying to do it nonstop until the time is up. At the end, they count how many words they've done and the person who has the most is the winner. Simple, eh?

What do I get out of a word war?

Well, there's no official prizes. Just the glory of winning and the fact that you've got some solid work done. So, even if you've lost, you're still a winner, in a way! Also, this means that, if you cheat, you've got nothing out of it. No point in signing up for it in the first place if you're going to cheat?

Are there any restriction besides the set time?

Nope. You can write about anything you want, wherever you want it to be and when you want it to be.

So, now you know the stuff, sign up and get cracking! You can announce that you want to start a word war here and get people to join it. You can also post if you won or lost a word war, or what you got out of it. Or, as is more likely, you can just spam the whole place up! :link: But it has to be meaningful spam.

Members:

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Nyx
GeorgeMichael
Carraka
Eve
Tncowgirl

[Andy]

I already do word wars, so might as well join a club for them! :rolleyes:

Speaking of, Shaun: we've got that Word Wars thread (http://www.youngwritersonline.net/showthread.php?t=303&highlight=word+wars) in the Contests section, but should we post word wars results there? Or should we make a new one in Exercises? Or have a club thread for that? :confused:

[Nyx]

I'll join. Sounds like fun and might be just the thing to get me out of this loooooooong writer's block.

[GeorgeMichael]

I'll join too

[Carraka]

Ooo I'll join!

Will we be having club word wars and stuff?

[Eve]

Ditto! Is copying and pasting allowed? Joking

[Andy]

Well, that's five people, Shadow. :approve: Tell me what the name of this club should be and it'll be official.

[Shaun]

yeah, I have a thread for Word Wars already...maybe move that one to the Lit section? I put it in the contest section because it is sort of a contest. I think we need to have a "Word War Buddy" thing, like the Critique Buddy idea. By the way, go to the Crit buddy thing guys :P. It's in the Common Room. It'll help increase crits I hope...

[Andy]

I moved it to Excercises. Um, I think that's the best place. Other Writing's mainly for one-person stuff. And it's not really cooperative, since it's a war. :D And all the writing's not related.

[jordanisonfire]

So, anyone been in any word wars lately? :link:

[Shaun]

I'd join but nobody wants to do word wars with me :(

[jordanisonfire]

I would, Shaun, but I'm not feeling up to it. I've been out for hours and I'm exhausted.

[Carraka]

I would, but I don't know where you are. Basically, my current plan is to challenge the first person that steps into the chatroom.

[GeorgeMichael]

I would go to the chatroom right now Car, but my school has a very strict no chat policy.

[Carraka]

Yeah ... speaking of that.

Maybe I shouldn't be here. Heehee. Yeah. Never mind that, then. But I need someone to force me to write the pirate/ninja/llama story, and soon.

[jordanisonfire]

Can't help you there. :link:

[Tncowgirl]

Oooo, can I join, pretty please with a pencil on top. :D

Edit: Oh and maybe you should put a section where people post what they wrote unless it is part of a story they are putting up. That way people can read what they did. :D

[jordanisonfire]

Yeah, they could do that. And yes, you can join. :link:

[GeorgeMichael]

ok post your recent Word War stories (Competitors were Carraka, Shaun, Imelda, and Me :) Here ok.) Here's mine.

Once upon a time there was a nice little person called Jonathan Garvy. No relation to the baseball player. Jonathan worked as a screenwriter for several movies. In 2001 He wrote his first movie which would become one of the most beloved movies of that year. He was renowned for his talent and many felt that he was robbed that year at the Oscars when a Pixar movie won best screenplay. Since that glorious critically acclaimed film he has written five other films, each one worst than the one before it. Now Jonathan sulks in his New York Apartment, no Oscar, no more glory, no more greatness. He sits diminished in his couch trying to think of new ideas for a movie that will put his career back into motion. “Another horror movie perhaps, his last one had been reviewed as a horrible acted piece of tripe that is perhaps one of the worst I’ve seen all year (and it had come out on New Year’s Day) however the writing by Jonathan Garvy, a writer who was personally let me down over the years, is only mediocre and shines as the best of this film, albeit still bad.” He thought of maybe another Science fiction movie, this time he could set it in the far reaches of space, his other science fiction movie about a computer that came to life and began erasing data from people’s minds was welcomed somewhat less than extraordinary. The review for that one read “Never before has my mind been so utterly flushed out of all intelligence than when I had to sit through CPU: The Mind Eater. Even the title tastes of poor vindictive banality and the writer, Jonathan Garvy who was nominated for an Oscar at one point and seen as an upcoming and future mastermind, seems to be laughing at us and wanting to make us sit through this torture.” He abandoned the thoughts of another sci-fi flick. He then went over to the idea of another mystery, for some reason, new genres were just not popping into his head. His last mystery Why I Am Better Than Sherlock Holmes also bombed. This time the review read “I haven’t seen anyone fall this far from winning an Oscar since Cuba Gooding Junior, Jonathan Garvy makes Cuba look like he had a respectable career after his Oscar.” Yes, Jonathan had been hurt with words many times before, ironically all of those reviews that stayed with him the most were all written by the same person. It was Time magazine’s harshest movie critic, and one of the most famous movie critics in the country. Mary Shellaw. Jonathan closed his eyes and thought of his six movies, his five failures, his four bad attempts, his three strikes were almost up, his two hands felt useless to him, and his one brain felt completely off. He had made a Horror, a Mystery, a Sci-Fi, an Action movie, an adventure movie, and a thriller. Only one of those had been successful and it was the one that he tried the least on. That had to be it, maybe if he didn’t try then the story would just come to him. He would go about life from now on just doing whatever he felt he would like to do and an idea might come to him. It’s genius! He quickly got up and walked around to the kitchen. He paced back and forth as he tried to be nonchalant and try doing nothing while trying to discover something. His own mindset was so focused on being normal that it was being hard to forget why he was trying to do so. This wasn’t working. He quickly grabbed his jacket and left his apartment, locking his door behind him. He walked down the steps and was met by one of his friends who came out of his apartment. “Hey John, I finally got you that blind date I told you about, you up for it?” Normally Jonathan would have said no, but today was different, today he needed inspiration, and something as crazy as a blind date might just be the thing he needed.
“Sure, give me the information.” Jonathan said and so his friend, who was named Thomas by the way, did. After receiving the information he left the house, seeing as how the date was soon and on the other side of town. He didn’t own a car since he saw no point to own one in New York City and didn’t have change for a taxi. Well he did have change but Taxi’s were mighty expensive, so instead he opted for the Subway, especially since there was a subway down there which had food with less calories than those other restaurants. He walked quickly down the steps to the station and noticed the the train was about to leave. He quickly rushed forward and as he was reaching the train the doors were beginning to close. He slipped through but the doors caught his hand and his keys slipped out. He quickly turned and tried to open the doors but it was imposible. As the train moved away he watched his keys on the floor of the station, and then he saw someone pick it up. He hit his head in stupidity, why had he put his own address


it's crap, but it's a start

[GeorgeMichael]

Next story that Imelda wanted to read on Word War :)

There was once a horse, let’s call him Shaun. And a horsette, we’ll call her Car. Now please don’t take this too strongly, this story isn’t “fetched far”. So you see Charlie must decide, who will be the girl that he casts aside? Will Car be the one who he loves truly or will it be the one who we’ll call… Meldy. He must decide, he must decide, even though I made this up he must decide! So how he went about this decision is a big secret amongst Shaun and his chosen one. One night Shaun was out on a date with the one he had eventually end up with, just for the sake of keeping an interesting plot line and an interesting love story mystery we’ll change her real name to… Julie. So Shaun was on this date and he was walking around in the movie theater when he said goodbye to Julie. She left with a smile and as he walked back to his house which was just across the street and that’s why she didn’t leave with him, he was stopped on the way there. He looked into the eyes of his High School Sweetheart and gasped. There in front of him stood… … Mary. And Mary had always loved Shaun and Shaun had loved her back but the thing was that Mary had asked Shaun to marry her, guess who wears the pants in that relationship? Anyways Shaun told her that he wasn’t the marrying type and she was fine with it, until two weeks later he Met Julie and decided that he WAS the marrying type after all. This left a distraught Mary to leave the town heartbroken forever, and it was a move that Julie would always wish would stay. How have you been? Shaun asked and she just smiled. I’ve been really good. So how’s Julie? Oh Julie, we’re still together, in fact I was just watching the movie with her. Then how come you didn’t go home with her? Oh, well I live right there so… Mary smiled as she turned around. “You live RIGHT there huh, show me your house please!” Mary giggled. Shaun reluctantly nodded as they ran towards her house. They went inside and to Shaun’s unfortunate luck he saw Julie waiting for him right on that couch. The whole thing blew up and both girls ended up leaving in a fight. Days later Shaun was all alone and he called her to forgive her and when there was a knock on his door he answered to his one true love. Mary came in and they were finally together. They walked off into the sunset ready to live happily ever after. Oh and by the way, in case I didn’t mention it, Mary was Imelda.