What with the success, in my opinion of the first set, I've started another set. The first set is locked, at my request to preserve the contents, but can always be read here: Impromptu Story Set One. Now, this second one has a different set of rules. Anybody can post an idea for a story, but, I get to choose which ideas get written. So, you just might be lucky if your idea is chosen. If I choose your ideas enough times, you get added to my list of Reliable Righters. Okay, good luck everybody and have fun.
The story of two kids trying to win the national "Best Youth Filmmaker award". They shoot all the scenes and make all the props and practically do everything. But they also go through rough times and get into fights putting they're friendship in jeopardy. Yes, it is based on the film "Son of Rambow".
The story of two kids trying to win the national "Best Youth Filmmaker award". They shoot all the scenes and make all the props and practically do everything. But they also go through rough times and get into fights putting they're friendship in jeopardy. Yes, it is based on the film "Son of Rambow".
My stepmom was telling me about these people who decided when they were in their young teens that they were going to remake, scene by scene, and with all the props, one of the Indiana Jones movies. Ofcourse, they could only meet during the summers, so it took them 10 years or so. Really cool, and I think it was made into a movie...
How about a man who robs a bank to get the money to pay for his wife's cancer treatments, only to find out when he arrives at the hospital she's been cured. And all the awkwardness that ensues.
How about a sniper who works for both the rebel and government sides of a war-torn country? He battles whichever side seems to be winning. He rakes in the cash from the endless war, until the day his double dealings are found out...
I will now announce who the lucky winner is! And the winner IS, EmperorPalpatine! His idea has been chosen! And now, if you could all wait patiently while I conjure the story.
' Taking aim, he eased on the trigger. Within seconds, he'd fired and his target was down. He was lying on his stomach atop a small hill, hidden behind some thick bushes, facing north. He didn't wait around to see if he'd been successful. By the time the shot had hit home, he'd already laid down his gun and packed up. By the time the victim was discovered, he was heading away south. That was his life. Track a victim, pinpoint the victim's whereabouts, lie in wait, watch for the victim to happen by unawares and shoot the victim, pack up, leave. Everyday, he was in a different city, taking down innocent rebels and dirty politicians. He was a sniper. He'd already taken down twenty Rebel Commanders and thirty-five Government Officials. It would seem he was ruthless, bloodthirsty, careless. No. He was numb, greedy. The rewards were substantial, so substantial in fact, the money was as if it were stolen. His heart was with the Rebels, but he knew the Government paid large sums to pick the Rebels off, one by one. The Rebels also paid well to have the Officials killed one by one. He was getting the best of both worlds. Or so he would be for the time being. (Time warp: Five years) Time passed as it always did. Not waiting, not stopping, not stalling, not lingering. It flowed steadily, like an endless stream of water. Sometimes, it seemed to crawl and other times it simply flew. Our sniper had grown wealthy, working for both sides of the War. A war that had raged for almost seven years. The Rebels were a stalwart force, trying to bring the Government down. But the Government had been resisting with full force. Bit by bit, both sides were being ground down. Soon, the war would end with neither any closer to their initial goals. The sniper had now worked up great sums. He still went out to lie in wait, watch, wait, fire. One day, he set out and never returned. He went to a low valley and watched a ceremony for a Rebel Commander's promotion. He laid low. But not low enough. He was caught and brought before the Rebel High Command. He was tried for betrayal by a tribunal and found guilty. Nothing went as planned, however. The Rebels planned to imprison him and take his worth. The Government had other plans. He was kidnapped by Official Militants, taken to the Capitol, and shot to death. So the poor money sat where it was, untouched and never found. The wages were never put to use. The reward for the end was indeed very substantial.'
I liked it, though I was reminded a little of the short 'The Sniper'. Not really the same, but I was reminded. It was good, though it ended abruptly. There wasn't a link really to why the Government forces would save someone, then shoot him. Its like you just threw that in. But other than that, it was pretty good.
There wasn't a link really to why the Government forces would save someone, then shoot him. Its like you just threw that in. But other than that, it was pretty good.
Well, really, I was trying to make it look like the Government was plain cruel. They saved him so THEY could kill him for what he did to them. Ha, ha, not that clever. Oh well. Not one of my best.
