SWC Megathread || Nov. 2022

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In-cabin prompt (“Write a fanfiction about SWC”)
Ok so I need to practice poetry because it's very obvious I'm bad at it from my letter to Script, so this is just a bunch of haikus, I'll probably do it again as an actual story if I ever have time

Ethereal grass
Lays before my amazed eyes
But not all is well.

My world behind me,
A dystopia in front,
But nothing is right.

Seemingly harmless,
A light, mist-shrouded forest,
But we’re going to die.

As fog destroys us,
We are slowly demolished,
And I could go next.

We harvest the stars
In hopes things could somehow change
But I’m scared we’re gone.

I don’t really know
What’s going to happen next
But I will be there.

opportunity-

word war nov 6
no prompt, 5 mins
word count: 182

I folded my hands in my lap, staring at the sun disappearing into the sea. The light casted shades of gold, red and orange onto the deep blue of the ocean. My mind wandered, drifting into a state of almost complete blankness, just letting my body relax for a few moments. I turned my head at the sound of seagulls, and I smiled as I saw some grey birds fly across the horizon, seeming to join the sun as it dipped down and out of view. It was growing colder and darker by the minute, and I sighed as I wrapped myself tighter in the light coat I was wearing. The wind blew, causing my hair to fly across my face, and I smiled to myself again as I tried to blow it out of the way. I kicked my legs back and forth, my feet just barely touching the ground. The rock I was sitting on was cold now, and I watched as an ant crawled next to me and seemed to join me as the sun finally disappeared from view.

Whirlygig

Main cabin weekly #1 - letters to cabins:
Started November 3, 2022; completed November 6, 2022

Dear Adventure,
Yours is a valiant kingdom, and I wish you nothing but the best in your fight against the forces of evil. Though foes and monsters may haunt you at every turn, if you work together, both the Goldbloods and Redbloods, you will find the strength to vanquish your enemies and return light and harmony to the kingdom.
But in the meantime, how’s life? Your cabin sounds like an amazing cabin to be in. Redblood or Goldblood, inhabitant of any of the villages, you are in good hands with your leaders and I hope you have the most excellent of times journeying the Kingdom. I am in awe of your strength, wisdom, and bravery. Defeating those nasty monsters sounds like a blood-chillingly terrifying task! I applaud your courage - you are far braver than I in your quest, and I am rooting for you as hard as I can.
Best of luck and happy SWC,
Bizarro Fiction
157 words

Dear Dystopian,
Hah. Imagine making your way to such a glittering fantastical realm, only to see that your leaders don’t want you there. Leaders and co-leaders working against you?! Those celestials seem like awfully nasty people, and their hostility is quite unbecoming. I suppose I shouldn’t talk - the leadership team of Bi-Fi has quite a few surprises in store for their campers, and they definitely aren’t who they seem to be, but at least they act like they’re nice!
But I suppose I shouldn’t judge the entire worth of a cabin by its leaders. That aside, your realm does seem like a lovely place to be, with its ethereal vibes and mysterious mist. If we weren’t enemies, I might like to visit it someday. As much as I wish I could be a staunch enemy of your cabin, I find myself enticed by the visions of stars and silken hills. I may not like it, but I have to admit that your realm is beautiful.
I must be a good enemy, though. Even though I don’t have to directly engage in hostilities, I do hope that your cabin is far below ours on the leaderboard. It’s nothing personal. That’s just the way it works.
Cordially,
Bizarro Fiction
207 words

Dear Fanfiction,
Though we aren’t the best of friends, we aren’t enemies either. And we have more in common than one might think - while you are traveling the different eras, here in Bi-Fi, the different eras come to us as we are visited by characters from the many ages of television. I personally find your genre to be one of great interest, although poorly written fanfictions chafe at my eyes and make my brain want to go on vacation. But maybe we can be friends! You have quite an interesting premise and hopefully neither of us will be too hostile during cabin wars.
Time traveling is a dangerous profession. Even if you make it out alive, you have the potential to mess with a lot of things, possibly even jeopardizing the future. I’d quite like to make it through this session alive, so please, don’t mess up.
Enjoy the journey and tell Beethoven I said hi,
Bizarro Fiction
158 words

Dear Fantasy,
First off: Ew. I’m trying to write a nice, friendly(ish) letter to you, but all your steampunk-y smoke, steam, smog, and general air pollution has made it impossible for me to breathe. I already had a cold; thanks a bunch for making my airways even more clogged.
It infuriates me that as I write this, you’re in first place. You’re high-tech and low-tech at the same time, and your steaming subgenre has somehow managed to top the leaderboard, dominating the scores and beating all the other cabins by quite a majority.
But what infuriates me even more? If I weren’t in the world of the Bizarre, and if I were a camper, I may have put Fantasy as a cabin preference. It makes my blood boil that I’m so interested in your topic and storyline, even though I am committed as a Bi-Fi-er to being your enemy.
There’s nothing I can do about it, though. What’s done is done. Just please, don’t pollute the air too much.
Yours,
Bizarro Fiction
173 words

Dear Folklore,
Hey there, new kid. It’s good to see you doing well. I mean, us newbies have to look out for one another, right? Sure, we may not be as close as we would be if we were siblings, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be cheering on you from November 1st to November 31st. Some may be sad that Fairy Tales and Mythology are no more, but if they were here, where would we be? The past is past; time to make room for the new. And what better way to do that than with a cabin that has the same title as a Taylor Swift album?
Your friend and fellow new cabin,
Bizarro Fiction
117 words

Dear Historical Fiction,
I hope you fall off those horses of yours. Sure, Historical Fiction is a cool genre, but that doesn’t mean I have to like you guys. Your high-and-mighty attitudes make me want to repeatedly give you the hardest challenges in cabin wars. Seriously, I’m scowling sitting at my desk just thinking about you.
Of course, don’t take this too personally if you’re a Hi-Fi camper. It’s not the people I have a problem with. It’s the horses. I’m not a horse person, and the whole train-robbery thing is giving Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie vibes, and ever since I had to read that for my English class’s summer reading and take a test on it (I very strongly dislike taking tests on literature, especially tests with essay questions, especially essay questions that require three paragraphs and eight sentences in each paragraph) just thinking about that book makes me want to derail every train in the land of SWC. Not that there are many. But Bi-Fi is enemies with both of them.
Like I said, don’t take this too personally. A lot of my favorite people (I’m looking at you, Paige, Paige, and Aqua) are in your cabin. I just wish they were in Bi-Fi instead.
May your opponents cheat at card games and make you lose all of your money and then you’re in so much debt that the payment from completing the train robbery only covers enough to get you out of debt and you’re no richer than you started at the beginning of November and because of this all your campers wish they’d listened to the Wanted poster,
Bizarro Fiction
278 words

Dear Horror,
Oh my. That’s certainly a lot of ghosts… and demons… and scorpions. Scorpions may not be my thing, but ghosts and demons are certainly a vibe. The sheer enormity of your storyline blows my mind - I do hope the ghosts don’t, you know. Set anything on fire. It would also be quite bad if they took to haunting other cabins, though that would make for one heck of a fun cabin wars…
I must confess I am a bit confused by your plot and theme, though I am certain that with time I would figure it out and that it is quite excellent and engaging. I’m sorry that this letter is sub-par; please don’t hurt me with your magical weapons.
Your wary friend,
Bizarro Fiction
127 words

Dear Mystery,
I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again: I don’t like mysterious trains. Sure, Agatha Christie may be the “Queen of Mystery,” and her books may be the most popular of all time (with, of course, the exception of the Bible and Shakespeare), but that doesn’t mean I have to like trains. Especially when I am forced to write a stressful three-point-five persuasive essay about one after reading Murder on the Orient Express for my English class’s summer reading assignments. I suppose I should lay off on the train slander; I’ve already said everything I need to in my letter to historical fiction. Trains aside, your genre is an excellent one, and I’m sure your storyline is intriguing and well-crafted. I don’t have to like it, but then again, nobody ever asked for my opinion.
Your indifferent enemy,
Bizarro Fiction
143 words

Dear Nonfiction,
I love your cabin! The concept, the design, the laid-back pace, all of it screams of good planning and good times. If I weren’t a member of Bizarro Fiction (also known as the best cabin), I would certainly be taking a good long look at that Help Wanted sign.
So I must ask: How do you do it? How do you balance an engaging cabin dynamic, a low-stress environment, delicious bread, and a whole other world of SWC, all at the same time? I’ll be taking down a few notes on an order pad (wink wink), so I can apply things I’ve learned from watching your cabin to my planning in the future. I love the way it appears to be more internally-motivated rather than competitive. And, if you can, I would love one of those chocolate croissants…
Sincerely,
Bizarro Fiction
143 words

Dear Poetry,
Isle of Fame? More like Isle of Shame, or at least that’s what it will be after we decimate you and you end up at the bottom of the leaderboard. A promising concept, yes, but I can’t help that you’re an enemy. And I have to keep up the spirit of competition, don’t I? It’s like that thumbnail on your cabin studio: Bizarro Fiction will take the gold, and Poetry will take the bronze. No matter whether it’s Team Prose, Team Verse, or Team Stanza, you will all crumble before the strength of the bizarre.
Yours truly,
Bizarro Fiction
101 words

Dear Realistic Fiction,
Surprise. I stole the hotel key. It was me that locked you in there, and I’m definitely not letting you escape. Why, you ask? The answer is simple: You’re my enemy, and I want to win the competition in SWC. It doesn’t matter if it involves playing a little dirty…
In the meantime, let’s have a little talk. You don’t really have anywhere to be, and even if you did, there’s no getting there anytime soon. So, how are you? What are your plans for the month? How do you intend to escape the inn? Oh, never mind. I already know the answers. You are doing just fine, you plan to lose to Bizarro Fiction, and you’ll never escape the inn because you don’t know where I hid the key.
Your enemy,
Bizarro Fiction
137 words

Dear Science Fiction,
Hello, meta-world! You are one of my favorite cabins - no wonder we’re siblings! The virtual universe you live in sounds like a ton of fun… even though it is extremely dangerous and you’re kind of trapped in it.
Whether it’s Dimension Rogue, Esper, or Stellar, I hope you have a good time on the crazy ride you’re in. You probably don’t know it, but you’re in for a treat in this simulation… if you can figure out how to escape first. I wish you good luck in your interdimensional travels! Try not to get trapped for all eternity…
Your (favorite) sibling,
Bizarro Fiction
106 words

Dear Script,
All I can say is… Oh, no. Being sent back to a time period where most of the population didn’t even have the right to vote? That doesn’t sound good at all. Whoever this Phantom guy is, he doesn’t sound like a nice person to me. But don’t fear! The Schuyler sisters will guide you through this musical experience of a lifetime, singing and dancing all the way.
Other than, you know, the impending doom and possibility of being stuck in another era for the rest of your life, your cabin sounds like so much fun! Good luck escaping and happy SWC.
Your friend,
Bizarro Fiction
108 words

Dear Thriller,
Jellyfish and stingrays and sharks? Oh my! This “simple scuba expedition” for a “lab experiment” is clearly much more dangerous than it seems. I hope the lab has good insurance…
I do hope you make it out alive. The ocean is cold, and dark, and there are lots of things with large teeth that would probably eat you in one bite with no hesitation if they got the chance. Luckily, you haven’t run into any of those yet… Or maybe you have, and you just can’t see it. Ha! Imagine that - your headlamp flickering back to life only for you to discover you’re sitting in the belly of an orca or something like that. I sure hope that doesn’t happen; it would be one crazy experiment gone wrong…
Best wishes,
Bizarro Fiction
134 words

Total word count: 2089

authors note - well, i finished xD I feel like it kind of fell off near the end; I was kind of pushing to get it done lol not much to say but sorry for roasting any cabins ily all <3

PixelDucko

Welcome! To start the session off, we’re focusing on epistolary writing We challenge you to pose as a personified version of your cabin and write letters to the other 14 genred cabins. The letter recipients could be the other personified cabins, or perhaps you could address it to a (made-up) friend, making the cabin theme their location. Or you could invent your own premise - be as creative as you like! However, the 14 letters should somehow be related to the 14 other cabins.

You should end up with 14 letters, each letter being a minimum of 100 words (total of 1400 words).

The current weekly is worth 1000 points and ends at 12 AM UTC on November 9th.

Author’s notes (not counted for word count) ::
• this isn't finished yet!! the letters that are finished have the word count listed by the way
• The personified cabins aren’t supposed to represent any of the campers or leaders ^^
• Since Poetry is writing to some people despite not knowing where they are maybe pretend that these letters are digital and everyone has phones buT the farther/further away from each other the longer it will take to send. Yeah let’s go with that
• I had a lot of fun making this!
• these were originally going to be in aphatbetical order but uh

– – –

Dear Adventure,
Hello! We haven’t talked a lot lately, communication can be hard when you’re constantly busy and live far away. I just wanted to check in, how have you been? I hope life is going well in the Adventure Kingdom! I wish to visit the kingdom in the future, it truly sounds like an amazing place to live. However, I heard that a battle has been going on, correct? I don’t know much about this battle, but I wish you success and I hope you’ll win. You got this, friend! If you ever need emotional support, I’m always here to help.

Sincerely,
Poetry

Word Count: 104

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Dear Bi-fi,
Hello Bizzaro Fiction. How are you? I know it may seem very unusual for me to be writing to you, since we’re “enemies” and all, but I just wanted to check on everyone. Besides, you know what they say. “Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.”

I wonder, will this letter even reach you? Do you still have a device? Sci-fi told me that you got trapped in a cinema. That sounds awful—just wanting to enjoy a movie, but ending up getting trapped. I hope you escape soon, being stuck somewhere definitely isn’t an enjoyable experience.

Sincerely,
Poetry

Word Count: 101

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Dear Dystopian,
Hello. This may seem weird receiving a letter from me. I know we’re “enemies” and such, but I wanted to check in on everyone–even rivals.

How are you doing right now? Have you found anything else about this mysterious starry world? I still think it’s very unusual for someone to get teleported somewhere. I recommend trying to get as much information of your surroundings as you can, the area may be dangerous. I’m not trying to give false fear of course, but I still recommend being cautious. Who knows what could be out there?

Remember, you can always send a letter to one of your friends if you need assistance. Being randomly teleported to somewhere you don’t know sounds like a nightmare. Hopefully you’ll escape soon.

Sincerely,
Poetry

Word Count: 130

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Dear Fan-fi,
Hello Fanfiction! I hope you’re doing well in your “super top-secret job”. Whatever it is, it must be very important for you to keep it a secret from everyone. I hope you’ll have success in your work! I respect that you’re obeying your leaders, assuming that they told you to keep it a secret.

Anyway, I got a little off track. How have you been doing? Have you been enjoying your work? I’ve been pretty busy lately.

Remember not to overwork yourself, and stay safe!

Sincerely,
Poetry

– – –

Dear Fantasy,
Hello friend! How has your quest to find this steampunk place been so far? Have you found anything yet? The place sounds very interesting, so many unique creatures and structures. I’m curious to learn more. If it does exist and you manage to find it, I would love to visit sometime!

– – –

Dear Folklore,
Folklore, are you okay? Are you alright from the fall? I hope you’re doing fine. So many people have been teleporting out of nowhere lately. It’s very strange, I’m worried on what has been happening. Is there someone controlling all of this?

You ended up in a village, you say? Did those people explain anything to you yet? Please remember to be careful, anything could happen. I recommend exploring your surroundings and gathering information about the place.

Sincerely,
Poetry

– – –

Dear Hi-fi,
Hello sibling! Mystery and I haven’t heard a lot from you lately. The last time you wrote to either of us was three months ago. Has everything been alright? Has your search for a job been going well? I hope you’re doing okay. I’ve been starting to miss those chaotic letters you sent every Sunday (that unintentionally rhymed).

Sincerely,
Potatotree (Poetry)

– – –

Dear Mystery,
Hello fellow sibling! How’s your trip going so far? I hope it’s going smoothly. I still can’t believe that you got this opportunity, it is amazing indeed! It’s sad that we have to part ways after being together for such a long time, but at least we’ll get back together eventually.

I’m doing fairly well in Poetrisland. They gave us our own rooms to rest in, and it’s quite comfy. The competition hasn’t started yet, so I still have a bit of time to prepare myself. I will attempt to give you and Hi-fi updates after something happens. I’ll try my best to win every challenge for the family! Afterall, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, I shouldn’t let it go to waste. By the way, do not worry about me pressuring myself, I will make sure to also have fun participating.

It’s starting to get near my bedtime (was I really writing that long for a short letter?), so I’ll finish this letter off already. Have fun on your ride!

Sincerely,
Poetry

Word Count: 177

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Dear Non-fi,
Hello Non-Fiction! We haven’t spoke in a while. Congratulations on getting hired! I hope you’re having fun, and I wish you success in your new job. If I remember correctly, you work at a breadhouse now. I know that you love baking, and bread has been one of your comfort foods for a while now, so it’s nice that you got a job that includes both. Bread is probably one of my favorite foods, you can make them into so many different things! Now I’m wondering, what’s your favorite kind of bread? Some of my top picks are definitely waffles and pancakes. They’re delicious! Toast is good too, it’s tasty and very easy to make.

I recently got chosen to compete in a competition, but I’ll tell you more about that in a different letter tomorrow. I’ll try to write more often, the last letter I sent was 2 months ago. Oh my. I hope you’re doing well!

Sincerely,
Poetry

Word Count: 162

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Dear Script,
Are you there? What happened? Do you still have your device? Can you still receive letters? You just randomly disappeared! I’m aware that we’re “enemies”, but disappearing out of nowhere definitely isn’t a regular everyday thing.

Sincerely,
Poetry

– – –

Dear Sci-fi,
Hey Science Fiction, are you okay? You’ve been wearing that VR headset everyday since you got it. I’m worried that your health may lessen and your eyes may become blurry. Please remember to take care of yourself. Take a break sometimes, drink some water, eat some food, and maybe take a walk. Your health is more important than a game.

Moving on from that, how are you doing? My apologies that I haven’t wrote to you in a while, a lot has been happening in the last few weeks. I should probably write more letters to people, haha. I got chosen for this competition camp, and I’m excited! I won’t go through all the details, but we have to solve these challenges to advance in the contest, a bit similar to that game you play. It hasn’t started yet, but it sounds fun! When it begins, I can give you updates about it if you wish (I know you love competitions).

I’ll end this letter off now. Stay safe!

Sincerely,
Poetry

Word Count: 173
AN: No, “that game you play” isn’t real or referencing to a real game heh

– – –

Dear Horror,
Hello! How have you been lately? You seem to be very busy nowadays, always going outside. I can relate, a lot has been happening recently. Not just with me, but with other people too. I hope you’re still taking care of yourself! Remember to take a break every now and then.

I’m sorry that you’re having a harder time sleeping. I’m not exactly sure on what to do, but maybe try relaxing your mind and body?

Sincerely,
Poetry

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Dear Thriller,
Hello friend, congratulations on your task! I wish you great success in your duty. The ocean can be very dangerous, so please remember to be careful! Make sure all your equipment is secured and safe. Oh, and don’t forget to check if your headlamp is working (we definitely don’t want the light to randomly turn off). It’s been a long time since you bought it, it may stop functioning soon. However, you’ve succeeded all your tasks so far, so I’m sure you’ll do just as great in this one!

Fun fact: we know a lot about the ocean and it’s creatures, but we still haven’t discovered even a quarter of it yet. It’s pretty interesting.

Sincerely,
Poetry

Word Count: 119

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Dear Real-fi,
Hello realistic fiction!

Last edited by PixelDucko (Nov. 7, 2022 11:22:39)

puffyfish

weekly 1 - letters
word count: 1719

Adventure:
102 words

Hello, old friend,
I still clearly remember the last time I visited your once grand domain-knights, gold, dragons, magic… it was a place I wished I could have come back to sooner, especially considering your current predicament. Now, all that there is left for me to do is wish you luck, and hope for a safe and hasty reclamation of what you and your brethren deserve. I hope deeply that the next time I am blessed with a chance to come by your lands, it will be fully restored in all its glory and grandeur, pristine and peaceful.
Good luck,
A friend

Fantasy:
110 words

Greetings, all from the Sanctuary,
Though I may not know you well, and sadly, have not gotten the chance to come by your realm, I have heard such fantastic things about you, the Sanctuary, and your cause from many whom I trust. In this short and hopefully sweet letter I would like to convey my deepest respects to all of you, on behalf of the entire Poetry Island and everyone participating in our own competition-and I hope to be able to find my way into the glorious-sounding Sanctuary I have heard so much about, in good time and as a friend.
See you (someday),
An admirer from the Poetry Isle

Bi-fi:
158 words

{Re: Hello again…}
{To: bi-fi-resident@letters.swc}
{From: poetry-human@letters.swc}
Hello,
I still remember the last time I saw you or any of those around you, far too well-everything that happened there, all that you said, it all still stings like a fresh wound when I try to remember, and I do not think I will be able to forgive any of you so easily.
I have also gotten word of the interesting situation you seem to be in-trapped in that cinema, with all those characters coming to life in front of your very eyes… interesting, but not something I would wish to be a part of. All there is to say now is that I wish you all… a very hard time finding your way out of your troubles-as I said earlier, the memory of our last encounter is still fresh in my head, and I cannot forget such things so easily.
From,
An old enemy

Horror:
105 words

Dear Mike,
It’s been a while since we last talked, and I felt like it was about time to send you another letter. The other day I talked to a friend of ours, and he recounted a lot of what you have been doing recently- the Ghost, and all that… I cannot say that I fully support all that I heard-it does sound very unsafe, with even more questionable morals-but I am an old friend, and it is my duty to wish you only good things in your new quest deep in the underworld. Good luck, and stay safe.
A friend, from the Poetry Island

Dystopian:
136 words

To the three celestials of the realm,
Hello, greetings from my world-and the world of all those who are currently dwelling in your own realm. I am writing this as somewhat of an enemy to many of those among you-and with the somewhat futile hopes that they will stay, safe but far, far away from me and anyone on my island, in the far reaches of the Dystopian Realm. I understand the perilous situation you all are in there, and do sincerely hope that you will all emerge from it unscathed, but after doing that I do ask that you somehow find a way to keep all those people locked safely behind the gates of the realm, ensuring that me and all my companions will never have to deal with their mockery and petty competition again.

Script
135 words

Dear Pete,
Hello. I hope you’ve been having fun back in wherever-you-are, practicing that play with whoever’s with you. From what I’ve heard, it all sounds quite fun, though a few friends told me there were also some problems; I’m sure none of them are that big, though. But all that aside, I do hope I can be there… wherever it is… when you finally perform!
But I also do want you to pass on this message to some of the others whom I know are with you, those who we both know I do not… get along well with. I know they are probably still big parts of the play, but I want to have some talks with them when you all get back.
But all that aside, have fun!
From the Poetry Island

Folklore:
112 words

Dear Tom,
Hello from the Poetry Island! I hope you and all your friends are having fun on those trails-last I heard, they were doing alright. I’m certainly doing well in the competition back on the island-I haven’t gotten eliminated just yet, but there I am up against some really good competitors! I included in this letter a picture of the island and how it's all like-I’d also like to see how all your trails look, so if you could send a picture of your own current home that would be nice.
Postcard send from the Poetry Island
PS: When you come back, make sure to bring some soup-I’ve heard it’s amazing!

Sci-fi
104 words

{Re: Message Attempt #5}
{To: sci-fi-campers@swc.weekly}
{From: poetry-human@swc.weekly}
Hello all those in the simulation,
This is the fifth message sent trying to reach you-the last one was sent almost a month ago, with still no response, so we are trying one last time. We know your project somehow went wrong, and that you are somehow trapped inside your simulation, but not much more than that: if you receive this message, please respond immediately with updates on your environment, welfare, and what went wrong in your “experiment.” This will be the last attempt to reach you.
{Sent from the Poetry Island}

Mystery:
104 words

Hi!
I received the postcard you sent about a week ago; the train and all that looks great! As for your question, the competition is doing fine: the island is nice, and so far I haven’t gotten eliminated. I also heard about the ‘strange’ things everyone’s been saying are happening on the express; it doesn’t seem like that big of a deal, especially considering that you haven’t even mentioned it, but why don’t you keep me posted on all that just in case? And have fun on the rest of your trip-send my regards to everyone else there!
Postcard sent from the Poetry Island

Real-fi:
134 words

Hello, old friend,
Last time I saw you, spoke to you, was when… three years ago? And I haven’t sent a letter in at least a year, not long after you informed me that you were staying at that strange-seeming inn. You said you’d only be staying there for a week, but it had been far longer than that, and I was a bit worried, even more so due to your initial description of the place. And so I sent it, and waited for months and months for any response or sign of you… to no avail. So I am writing this letter, a last attempt to reach out, to see if possibly something has changed… and I hope that wherever you are, you are safe-whether this ever comes close to you or not.

Thriller:
134 words

Hello,
I don’t know if this letter will ever be able to reach you where I believe you are, so far down beneath the sky and the waves, but I am writing this in the futile hope that it will indeed find its way down into your hands, old friend. And if it does, I would like to simply wish you good luck and a safe journey-I do not know what kind of monsters lurk in all those waters, but I hope you can deal quickly and safely with whatever is down there. Every time I stand on the edge of my island I wonder if you are down there, heroically fighting off mythical sea beasts-and every time I hope I will be able to see you safe and on dry land once more.

Hi-fi:
163 words

Hello… robbers,
I have heard of all your misdeeds and crimes, heard all the thefts and atrocities you three have committed, heard all the news and gossip even from my faraway island. I have to say, you really do sound like a formidable force, thieves not to be reckoned with… which is why I am hoping to convey my message through this letter, a plain, safe, letter that can be carried from the distant reaches of Poetry’s Isle to the bustling cities where I hear you three like to hide-and I would like to demand that you return all that I know you have stolen immediately and respectfully, and to stop all that robbery you have been doing at once; I am surely not the only one who has heard of the high bounty that has been placed on your head, and surely also one of many willing to go to lengths to earn it.
From,
An anonymous enemy from the Poetry Isle

Non-fi:
112 words

Hello,
As the envelope will probably show, I’m from the Poetry Island; I’ve been spending my time there for quite a while, and although the competition has been very enjoyable and interesting, I have to say is has also been lacking in a lot of ways-which is why I am sending you this letter as a sort of informal application. I’ve heard a lot about you and your place, and almost all of it has been positive: every bit of it seems like a perfect fit for me. I’ll be stopping by your area in around a week, so hopefully then we can try to schedule something more formal-see you all then!

Fan-fi:
100 words

Hi!
Wherever you are (and whenever, I guess), I hope you’re enjoying it and doing good things: I know this whole thing is all very secret, and you can’t tell me that much-the fate of the world and all that-but from what I do understand it is a very important thing, and you and everyone who’s part of your cause are doing something that will not only help yourselves, but benefit all of us, from the train robbers in the big cities to me and all of my friends on our faraway island.
Good luck,
Tony, from the Poetry Island

icebunny11

NickName - Ava
Content - November 7th Daily
Word Count - no word count!
Topic - THE SWC CLASSIC- send 3 words in comments and wait for people to reply with 3 words of their own.
Cabin - Thriller

LETS GET STARTED

@Icebunny11- Birdi was happy

Birdi pranced around the SWC camp, her purple and blue hair glistening in the sun. She just loved the way all the camps connected at one point, the sky realm.

@The60Seconds - She ate Zai

Suddenly, Birdi felt very hungry. Looks like she was out of luck since none of the stalls had any food yet. But Birdi's good fortune had not run out yet. She took one look at Zai and gobbled him up.

(WELL THAT ESCALATED QUICKLY-)

@DashingDiamonds - Zai was unhappy.

Zai did not like Birdi's stomach. Birdi had swallowed him whole, so he was still alive. He did not like the sight of Birdi's insides. Wait… what was that? A potato milkshake? With Mango toppings? Zai gasped with outrage. ‘HOW DARE SHE KEEP THIS FROM US?!’

@savebats - Birdi? Still happy!

Birdi found that her hunger was quenched for the time being. She walked around the camp and said hi to people, but being smart, avoided the Bizarro-Fiction camp with great stealth.

@TWILIGHT_A - then she ate @sxrendipity- all the campers

Zai banged inside Birdi's stomach. ‘LET ME OUT LET ME OUUUUUUUUUT.’ Birdi felt the rumbling, and she felt hungry again. She looked at everyone around her and smiled. She opened her mouth wide and devoured the whole camp.

@TWILIGHT_A & @sxrendipity- but she was still hungry, so she ate the contents of the entire earth but

But Birdi was still hungry. Now she had the entire camp ramming in her stomach, and she was highly suspicious that the Naan-Fi and Thriller cabins were stealing her potato and mango smoothie. Soon, she swallowed the entire world of the earth except for earth itself.

@sxrendipity & @TWILIGHT_A she was lonely and still hungry so she decided

Now Birdi regretted her decision. There was no Bakie to annoy. No Zai to tease. No Robin to talk to. All she had was the boring earth and…
wait…
could it be…?

@–pxppy-aesthetics– - to eat mangoes

Birdi had forgotten to devour one single mango tree. She went up to it, plucked a Mango, and ate it. Fortunately for the campers, they got food too. And everyone lived happily ever after on the earth and in Birdi's stomach.

THE ENDDD.

Last edited by icebunny11 (Nov. 7, 2022 14:47:25)

Ataraxea

Word War 1
Against Dew_Moon; 160 Words

Sora panted as she ran from her pursuers. Ugh, when will they get lost… One spell came after another, trees were set on fire as the people following her chucked fireballs.
“What did I ever do to you?!” she cried, dodging.
“You know what you did…” one replied.
She made the mistake of looking back to see who had spoken. Bad idea, big mistake. She tripped on a rock and faceplanted onto the damp soil. Sora felt disoriented and tried to get back up. She didn’t have enough time, the people following her, clad in black coats and iron armor, quickly caught up to her, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her with them.
“No, seriously, what did I do?” Sora asked, her head throbbing.
“You disobeyed Law 467. You are not allowed to wander the forests after dusk.” one said.
“I- I was hunting! My family will die if no one provides them with food!” she exclaimed.
“Rules…

coolgirl100-

Word War 1:155 words!

This world one day would be on fire and die the the rising threat of climate change and people destroying our natural habitat. It is awful really because this is not our only home and don’t have a planet b. So please, please show respect, and be mindful, because we are slo sharing this world with so many more things and we should respect them as well. Don’t set our world on fire and don’t destroy it forever. Don’t melt the ice in the north and south. Or the trees that reach the sky, or the rubbish in the blue carpet if the sea. None of these are respectful and none of these are kind.

People should be more kind, and respectful, it is for the befit of the world and we would all. Be better and kinder and this world wound go on fire. So we should get cracking in with being more respectful

Last edited by coolgirl100- (Nov. 7, 2022 17:20:41)

-meow-L-cat-

Weekly:

Hey, Fantasy!
So, you and Dystopian are winning, huh? Can’t say I’m really surprised. Then again, I can, seeing as, in the previous session, you came in 13th place. Good job on leading anyway - or fighting to lead, I saw that you were leading a few hours ago, but Dystopian overtook. Maybe you’ll lead again when you get this? I hope you’ll do well this session .
How is settling into your new form coming along? In my opinion, you look very nice. I like the whole steampunk theme; I wish there were more steampunk fantasy stories. Are your campers writing any?
Friendly Ally,
Thriller.

Hello, Bi-Fi.
I do not think we ever met… are you a new cabin? Or an old but returned? I think that we are neutrals. You seem quite cool. I like your storyline. Also, I heard that one of the Fantasy campers… set you… on fire? Is that true? I hope you are recovering well. I did see the conversation between the campers as they set you on fire. Do not take offence but it was quite funny. I might actually save it for the memory book later. Have you ever seen the memory book? It’s usually quite nice. It has quotes and stuff.
Hope to see a reply,
Thriller.

Hello, Horror. My current enemy. The one who we shall attack without sparing. The cabin whose name is already horrible so we didn’t even change it when adding you to our enemies list?
How does it feel to lose to us? That’s right. Last session, you lost to us, and we won the whole session. Alright, you may be winning over us right now, but we will triumph in the end.
Also, I heard that some Fantasy camper set Bi-Fi alight… just so you know, if I ever have to do arson, your cabin site would be my first victim.
Your enemy and twin,
Thriller

Hey, Misty.
It’s been 3 months, how are you? We are allies now. Remember how we were friendly neutrals last session? Good times. I like your new form, and the concept as well. The whole train thing is really interesting, I wonder what will happen next, but that’s the whole point of a mystery, isn’t it?
Well done on being fourth. Not gonna lie, I am the slightest bit jealous of you. We aren’t that far up the placement ladder . I hope you beat Horror :]
Thriller

Hello, Folklore!
Just wondering, are you here to replace Fairy Tales? I liked Fairy Tales, but you seem pretty cool too! I don’t think I ever saw you, are you new? We are neutrals, it seems. Actually, it looks like we don’t have a relationship whatsoever. That’s a bit weird. Oh well.
I like your form. I don’t usually really like cottagecore but you pull it off :]
Also, well done on getting fifth! That’s a really good rank for a new cabin - not even a new cabin, that is a great rank for any cabin. Anyway, good luck.
Friendly neutral,
Thriller.

Hello, Scripted Terribleness.
How is that Hamilton theme coming along? Of course you, the most nerdiest and obsessed Hamilton fan I’ve ever seen, would have a Hamilton theme. And of course you would pick the most basic musical possible, even though you are a “self-proclaimed musical expert.”
How’s it like being beaten by an enemy-neutral? Well done on beating Sci-Fi though.
Your forever enemy unless fate decides otherwise,
Thriller.

Dear Real-Fi,
Hello! How are you? We are neutrals in this session. Again. Though, knowing you, you probably already knew that. Heh. You allied with some of my enemies but, to be honest, I don’t care that much.
So, you still have a food-themed form, huh? I like your form. The whole inn aesthetic. It does seem a bit sinister though, more like a thriller or mystery rather than real-fi, but hey, the scarier the more interesting, right?
I noticed you’re 8th on the leaderboard. Well done. That is much better than last time. Good luck anyway, I hope you beat Script.
Thriller

Hey, Sigh-Fi.
You are an idiot, you know that, right? Taking advantage of your form to harm other cabins is forbidden! In case you don’t know what forbidden means - which you probably don’t - it means ‘not allowed’. Sure, one might argue that stealing pancakes is not harming, though it absolutely is. I need pancakes to survive. Pancakes are fluffy and delicious and you are well aware I love them but you just stole them! Just glitched in and out - that is taking advantage of your form! Why would you take advantage of your form??
I will take revenge against you.
Thriller.

Hello, Adventure.
We haven’t spoken in a while . I saw that you have taken a bit of inspiration from the last session’s Fairy Tales for your form. I like your form.
I see that you’ve beaten the new cabin. I read in your description you’re allies with them, so that might be… awkward. On the subject of allies, your ally, Sci-Fi, stole my pancakes. Just so that you are aware who you’re allied with.
Anyway, good luck in this session!
Friendly neutral,
Thriller.

Hello, Historical.

So you are a train robber now? Or maybe you’re the train. The idea you are a train is a little funny.
I’m not actually really sure I know how to act with you now. Just like with Folklore, we aren’t actually allies, enemies or neutrals, but I suppose that if we aren’t allies or enemies we should be neutrals.
Anyway, I’m talking nonsense - how are you? How have you been? How have the 3 months in between-session stasis been? Did you like being brought out of stasis to get a form? I’ve noticed you usually enjoy the form fittings.
Good luck with this session.
Thriller

Fanfic! You will absolutely never believe what happened.
You know how Sci-Fi can do the whole glitchy thing with their new form, right? So, yesterday, at dinner, they stole my food! AND IT WAS PANCAKE DAY. CAN YOU BELIEVE THE AUDACITY? They know how much I adore pancakes and still stole them! Just glitched in and out! I will never forgive them.
And guess what? Sci-Fi was never even punished! I filed a report and everything but the Main Cabin decided that stealing food didn’t count as harming. How can it not count as harming? It’s harming!
So, I was wondering if, when cabin wars come, we could war them? They already are our enemy, so why don’t we absolutely destroy them? As revenge for stealing my precious pancakes.
Hope to see a reply soon,
Thriller.

Hello, Dystopian, my beloved brother /half-s
How are you? How was the stasis? I saw that you are doing well with the ranks. I don’t know if you’ll stay up there for long though. Fantasy isn’t that far behind .
Not going to lie, your description sounds less like a dystopia and more like a… thriller. I invaded your description, I guess. Get absolutely destroyed >:] Get destructed >:]]
Your main colour is still… grey. Strange and unfavourable choice. I miss the days when your main colour was purple.
Anyway, good luck with the upcoming session! You might need it.
Your favourite sibling,
Thriller.

Hey, Naan!
This session, we uncovered a very precious and strange secret … you like bread! Wow! I never would have guessed!
I like your new form though. Is there any chance I could come over to your site and buy some bread? I enjoy baguettes and croissants and rolls; do you have any of those?
Anyway, good luck with beating Historical. No offence, but you might not succeed as they are about 2000 points above you… well done on beating Poetry anyway!
Your friendly neutral,
Thriller.

Hello, Poetry!
My greatest sympathies for the fact that you are last; I hope you are going to beat Non Fiction in the future.
So, I have noticed that you have become way more competitive than usual, as well as are moving away from your sagey-green theme that I usually associated you with. I do not know how to react to that information, I’ll be honest.
Anyhow, do you still like Shakespeare? I have some of those books at my cabin site. Or has the stasis changed you so much?
Your ally and friend,
Thriller.

Last edited by -meow-L-cat- (Nov. 7, 2022 18:24:51)

coolgirl100-

Word War 2: 177 words

This all felt like we we’re counting down from one two and three or ten nine or eight. Or perhaps five four and three? I couldn’t.know, not now, when I already zoomed off from the starting lineup before they can even count down. I was off. I’d didn’t even want todo this race, so why not chicken out and hope no one goes after you?
I ran as a fast as I can, not on the track, not even in the arena, but out of it, I tried to fond an exit, but there was non. It all felt like a horrible, horrible nightmare. No way. How did it get to this? I need to get out of here before I am caught.

Finally! An Exit! Dash now, go before you can be caught, be like the gingerbread man if you have to: run run fast as you can you can’t catch me I‘m the gingerbread man!! Exactly like that. And so that is what I did. Run out of the exit, out to the parking lot

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-micheal-rat-

Before i start this weekly, note that i don't hate any cabins, you all are incredible!This is ALL satire.I am going from siblings, to allies, to neutrals and finally to enemies.(43)(the numbers are the amount of words for each letter)

Dear the one and only Folklore,(115)
I am excited to write to you on this lovely morning!How have you been doing?I can see how many words you have written so far-you are doing amazing!Keep up the hard work!Have you been doing the dailies?If you have, then which one has been your favourite so far?Personally, i really liked the one where you had to look to your right and then convince customers that the random object you had first seen would be delicious in a smoothie!If you did that daily, what object did you do?I did a pride sticker lol.Anyway, i hope you're well.
From, Fantasy

To Poetry,(106)
Nice to be able to write to you again!Im afraid you are currently last in the word count-but that's ok!Im sure you'll bounce forward and claim many points!Anyway, aside from the points, how are you?Im hoping that you aren't under any pressure whatsoever.And if you are, you can come talk to me about anything, whether it's got to do with points or not.Im also happy to share ideas if you need any help with finding ways to source or write words.In fact, im sure anyone from Fantasy would be content helping you!<3
Sending many hugs, Fantasy

Dear Dystopian,(107)
First of all, WOAH!You have the highest word count, congratulations!You did overtake us, and i have no idea how to feel about that, but overall im happy for you-you all deserve to be first!Keep up that astounding work!Secondly, how is everyone?I hope that you guys are doing well!Honestly, what kind of magic are you using to be so incredible?Are all of you working your socks of to be this good?Probably, lol.Anyhow, feel free to write to Fantasy at any time, we would all love to hear from you once again ^^
Sending much love, from Fantasy

To Script,(116)
Hey, we haven't talked in a while, so i thought this would be the perfect opportunity to catch up with all of you!How is everyone doing, whatcha all been up to?<3 I noticed that you are just under our dear siblings, Folklore, in the word count, in fact very close behind them!A gigantic congrats to you guys!What sort of things have you done to earn all those treasured points?The weeklies/the dailies?Homework?Creative writing?Fanfiction?Scripts?There are so many more for me to suggest, but i don't want to lecture you!All i know is that you earned each point, and you deserve them all!
Signing off, Fantasy

Dear Non-Fiction (Non-Fi), (121)
Greetings from Fantasy!What's up?Is everything going well?I hope it is all going to plan.Do any of you need help with words?I couldn't help but notice that you guys are second to last in the word count-sorry for being nosy, i don't mean any harm.I only want to assist any one who needs help.Anyway, how is it in your cabin?Is it cosy and bright?Also, since the first week is almost over, I would like to know how many dailies you have done, if you have been able to do some.If not, then thats fine.Im just curious.All of Fantasy are cheering you on!
From, Fantasy

Dear Thriller Cabin,(106)
I FINALLY get to write to you!!Im so sorry that i haven't wrote to you sooner-I've been incredibly busy.Please don't take our abscene the wrong way!Well, how has everyone been?You have got a nice amount of points, that is good.Also, would you guys be interested in being our allies?You don't have to of course, but the options out if you want it.No pressure.Well, i think that's everything i have been dying to say-nevermind, i also want to just ask, is anyone doing the current weekly?That's all, i promise.
Signing off, Fantasy

To Mystery,(101)
It's nice to talk with you, we don't do this very often.How are you?You know, you are also doing marvelous in points-well done!Sooo…anything interesting happen outside the camp?Nothing much has gone on for me, but SWC is an exception!I love writing, as im sure everyone here does, and it makes every task here, big or small, very enjoyable.Im sure all of you are very talented at writing!So, anyway, i wish all of you good luck with your writing, and with the points!You'll do amazing.<3
I wish you luck, Fantasy

Dear Horror,(108)
How is everyone?Most importantly, how's your terrifying cabin?Please be careful in it-i heard that the horror cabin can be a dangerous place.But i guess you guys are all dauntless, so maybe i have nothing to fear…maybe for myself, but not for anyone actually staying in this cabin.i should be more cautious, especially because we are just about in front of you in the word count-i kinda sound like im bragging sorry.Well, you are doing decently with points, keep up the excellent work!I believe that's everything i desired to say, so ill see you!
Sending good spirits, Fantasy

To Real-Fiction (Real-Fi) (103)
Yes, hello.It is the Cabin that you just slightly hate, Fantasy, but we are still counted as hostile neutrals instead of rivals.Well, i guess ill count you guys as enemies.So, whats going on down the line of the word count?We couldn't know since we are basically at the top of it.And how's the extraordinarily boring book,Thirteen Reasons Why?I kind of assumed you'd be reading that.I only actually know one book from this section:To Kill A Mockingbird.Sounds like poaching, matey pie.Anyway, good luck i guess.
From Fantasy x

Dear Fanfiction (Fan-Fi)(136)
To be honest, i am slightly reluctant to send you a letter whinning about you all, mainly because i love this cabin and I in fact had this on as one of my three options.Well, we are unfortunately hostile neutrals.So instead ill critisise the points and not the genre itself.You all can only be described as a chihuahua-mainly because of how small your number of word points is, and how you act quickly and unoriginally, meaning how when a fandom is popular, you swiftly take characters that aren't yours to write about instead of making up your own.Decrease your egos please, you all have little dog syndrome.Oh, i did say i wasn't going insult the genre-that was a lie.Ok im actually sorry-
From Fantasy

To Adventure (106)
Adventure time, Come on grab your friends, We'll go to very distant lands with Jake the Dog and Finn the Human, the fun will never end, it's Adventure time!There you go, i sung you your intro ) (i actually loved Adventure Time).Anyway, prepare to write about how a random chosen kid has to travel far far away to find some powerful wizard who turns out to be a lonely, ordinary geezer.Or write about something completely different, up to you ‘young nitwit traverlers’, and good luck with your adventure of climbing up the word count system.
From the Fantasy cabin

Dear Science-Fiction (Sci-fi) (100)
Congratulations on sharing a genre with Star Wars!^^ Im going to be nicer to you lot, as i sent three rude letters to my foes and im too busy worrying that perhaps ill get into trouble for it.I can't take any more risks, and i don't particularly enjoy being mean anyway.Anyway, now i have ranted, how's…life?Do you get to write a detailed story of how the Monster Mash song happened? /j.What?I need to at least hint to the readers that we aren't allies.Actually, what readers?Forget the readers <3
Fantasy

To Bizarro Fiction (Bi-Fi) (119)
You are the last poor cabin who will have to recieve a letter from me.So let's get this over with.To be fair i quite like your cabin, so this will be slightly more difficult than i imagined.Uhhhh…sooooo…what's everyone writing?Anything good?Who are your other rivals?Oh my god, can i be your most challenging and annoying rival?No?Ok, fine.Is your cabin decent?How many people are in your cabin, times by the area in your cabin and divided by the number of furniture you have in your room?Send me a reply by Monday please, or you owe me three choclate coins.
From the Fantasy Cabin

IvyCreations

WORD WAR No. 1 : Marie Antoinette is ashamed of Alexander Hamilton

WC: 235

Once upon a time marie antoinette painted something. What? I’m not sure, it doesn’t really matter. The point is, she painted something, but, unfortunately, she got dragged into the painting. She was trapped for a very long time until her good friend, Elisabeth Louise Vigee Lebrun rescued her. Elisabeth was a very fun painted friend or something, she was a real person but not for the purposes of this story. Anyways, Marie Antoinette was rescued and she got out of the painting and she had a good time with Elisabeth afterwards. They ate cake and drank tea and gossiped about Alexander Hamilton even though he wasn’t born when they were alive (especially considering Marie got beheaded.. whoops.) But anyways Marie Antoinette had the ability to see into the future and she could see Alexander dying the same was that his son had and man can I tell you she was NOT happy she was like… dude. I rooted for you. How could you do this to me. She was disgusted and disowned the country of America (even though she was in France). She loved Lafayette though, he was a fun french guy and as we all know Marie Antoinette was from France (because I just told you that). Anyway Elisabeth didn’t quite like the US either so she disowned them too and that’s the end of this story with no point to it whatsoever! Yay!

sxrendipity

Weekly! 1663 words total.

Dystopian

Ah, my simply wonderful sibling Dystopian,

How are you doing? Must be so hard for you to always be at the top of the leaderboard.
Just kidding — I’m happy for you! (I mean, why would I ever display passive aggressiveness to my own sibling? Ha ha, I’m so funny.)

Anyway, I’ve heard these days you’re living in some kind of, uh, star realm? Well, I hope that is treating you well. I could never! As you know, I always loved the dark depths of the sea over those nasty bright sky lights.

It makes me wonder if you decided to stay there just to stop your darling sibling visiting you. HA.
(Did you!?)

Signed,
your totally amazing sibling, Thriller
(P.S. hope this paper doesn’t burn up as I deliver it to your realm!)

(134 words)

Fantasy

Dear Fantasy,

I am just writing to express my admiration for all your wonderful magical clockwork creations! You see, while I love my home, our waters are very cold. Your inventions would do wonders for us, if we could use them. (And also perhaps one of those lovely glowing animals you have. I need something to light the way for me underwater!) Although I’m afraid praising them is all I can do, since the depths we’re at would probably resist any kind of magical assistance.

Also, I must admit, as I sit in this rusty submarine, I would very much love another visit to your wonderful Steampunk Sanctuary to get a little fresh air.
Don’t get me wrong — I love all the sea creatures down here, but sometimes they can get a little… weird. Tell your gorgeous fiery beasts I miss them!

Signed,
a great admirer of your world!
(AKA Thriller, hehe)

(152 words)

Bi-fi

Dear Bizzaro Fiction,

I thought my eyes were mistaken when I saw the Bi-fi cinema pop up — but no, you’re a newbie, and here to stay! So first of all I of course must welcome you. Welcome!

Second of all, I must let you know how much I love what you’ve done. A cinema keeping people prisoner, run by an evil overlord? As someone who spends their days in a constant state of darkness and anxiety watching monster squids from a leaky submarine, sounds like home!

Hope to get to know you better,
Signed, Thriller (you would totally love it here!)

(101 words)

Mystery

Greetings, Mystery!

Ah, my good friend. I heard you are now running a train service, no? Well, I wish you success with that! You should probably stay away from any, uh, train robbers.

I did try to visit, but it seemed rather shady, to be honest, so I am content with writing this letter to catch up with you. How is life!? I hope you’re staying all wrapped up and warm, it all looks rather chilly for you on that train. (Not that I can talk — I think we could have chosen a less freezing ocean…)

Best fishes!
Signed, your friend Thriller

(100 words)

Horror

Hello, my enemy Horror.

I have to be honest, I was rather too scared to enter the underworld to deliver this letter to you, so I will have to trust that it can be sent through the underworld anyway.

Now, as much as I would love to tell you how much better and amazing I am, I am… just a /little/ bit afraid of your lovely, erm, ghost you have there. So instead, I am writing on behalf of all those poor fireflies you are using as mere currency!

As something of an animal expert myself (well, heh, I watch sharks when there’s nothing to do…) I demand you face consequences for this cruelty.

Signed menacingly, Thriller (which shall definitely beat you!)

(122 words)

Script

To Script (or.. whatever your name is. The skoo-something sisters perhaps??),

Did you know, to us Thriller crew you are known as ‘Scripted terribleness’? Because that is precisely what you are! We are clearly better than you; while you sing and dance we are diving through the deep, dark waters seeing gigantic beasts, some that no one else has ever laid eyes on.

You might be confused why you are being written to if Thriller really hates you so much… well we just want to let you know that we will certainly win! Ha ha ha ha ha!

Hope you have time to read this in between your silly songs,

Signed superiorly, Thriller

(112 words)

Folklore

Dear Folklore,

It seems that neither of us has remembered each other! How unfortunate. I am writing to say that I /do/ hope we shall be good friends.

When I first set foot on your trails, I think I nearly cried — it was so beautiful! What a welcome change from my dark watery home. Everything of yours is so bright and pretty. So nice on the eyes. I think mine have grown accustomed to a very dark colour palette. (Although I have to say, I am rather glad I was able to get out of the trails… I’ve heard some have got trapped.)

Signed tiredly, Thriller (I hope you will welcome me again soon!)
(105 words)

Sci-Fi

Dear Science Fiction,

Admittedly, your whole.. thing, does rather intrigue me. But oh dear oh dear. What were you thinking with that whole simulation thing!? You weren’t thinking very hard, that’s for sure.

Although we are definitely going to win (of course) and I would love to rub that in your face, I can’t help but bid you good luck with that whole, uh, situation you’ve got going.

(I must say, I am not exactly sure how this letter is going to reach you. But I’m sure I’ll figure something out…? I mean, I got all the other letters out from the bottom of the sea, so it shouldn’t be too hard…)

Signed, your very concerned enemy, Thriller

(118 words)

Real-fi

Dear Real-fi,

What a cosy Inn you have going for you! I have not had the pleasure to visit, but ah, just thinking about it… safe, warm, dry… a hot meal…

Heh, my apologies for that, um, tangent. It’s just that we don’t actually have any beds, or indeed blankets, or indeed food, here (Well, okay — we do have a lot of Heinz beans, I suppose). So I am rather envious of you.

Anyway — I do hope you have a good time in your lovely Inn… don’t betray us! Ha ha, just kidding. We’re good, right? Right?

Please be good. I just want a warm place to sleep…

Signed enviously, Thriller

(111 words)

Adventure

Hello, Adventure Kingdom!

How wonderful your Kingdom is. When I had the pleasure of visiting, I was amazed by how grand everything is over there! It does indeed seem the perfect place to embark on an adventure, does it not? Heheh.

And, oh, what gorgeous colours I saw there! On returning to my submarine, I found my mind frequently venturing back to your great land of castles, no matter how hard I tried to focus on my tasks. I am simply writing to let you know what a fantastic realm I think you have, and that I wish you all the best luck!

(Ahem — except I’m still going to win, of course.)

Signed, your daydreaming friend Thriller

(117 words)

Fan fiction

Fan fiction,

Oh dear. We seem to have forgotten you, dear sibling. What a shame.

Well, anyway — I do believe we are siblings all the same! How is life for you? I heard you started up a time travelling agency.
Well. Um. Good luck with that, I guess! But if I’ve not mistaken, there are a whole lot of… issues. That come with time travelling. Are you very /sure/ that it is ethical to be doing that? You’re not going to disrupt the present or anything?

Right?

Well, uh, anyway — I look forward to catching up with you, my poor forgotten sibling! You can make time for me, right? (Pun intended. I’m hilarious.)

Signed, your favourite sibling, Thriller!!

(118 words)

Hi-fi

Dear Historical Fiction,

Uh.

I can’t say I support your decision to go the criminal route, but I suppose I won’t report your crimes. (Unless you take any of my pasta. That is absolutely unacceptable and disgraceful and I will show no mercy.)

We seem to have forgotten each other, so I suppose I am writing in the hopes that you will not become my enemy. I can’t say I’d enjoy being enemies with a known criminal. Heh… so how ya doin’? (It’s the Wild West, you do speak like that, right? Actually I think I’m making an embarrassment of myself…)

Signed, your hopefully-not-an-enemy,
Thriller

Non-fi

Hey Naan-fi!

What a fantastic bread house you are running. I was sceptical at first, thinking it would simply be a greasy spoon cafe or something of the sort. How wrong could I be?!

After paying a visit, I am completely won over. I ordered a cream cheese bagel, and how brilliantly delicious it was! Every time I am sad I can think of that bagel, and I become hysterically joyful. I didn’t even have to pay for it.
(Well, I don’t know, but I didn’t get caught walking out, so…)

My best fishes to you,
Signed, your hungry neutral, Thriller

(101 words)

Poem

To my wonderful poetry friend,

Greetings! Long time no see — I heard you were now an ‘Isle Of Fame’? How marvellous that is for you.

I especially am a big fan of islands, being a water-dweller and all that. Reminds me of this time where I was nearly out of oxygen and I accidentally swam into an underwater island! How funny that was. How I laughed. Ha! Ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha…

Okay, truth be told, I am not a big fan of Islands. Like, at all.

But still, good luck friend! …I suppose.

Signed, Thriller

(P.S. I’m not visiting you. Ever. Sorry.)

(104 words)

reallybigwords

WEEKLY:
Intro: Some letters may be written from leaders of countries, some might be from a dystopian girl to other kids, and others may be written as spam letters to other cabins…

Dearest Thriller,
Greetings from Dystopian, your favorite sibling! Yes, I know you like Fan-fi more, just zip it. I hope your citizens are in check, because if not I have some new punishment ideas I think you will enjoy. Terrible, yet effective are these methods, and I have perfected them on some of my prisoners from Horror. By the way, you need to be more unique, you seem to be getting more and more like Horror by the day. But back to important matters. I will be sending these methods enclosed at the bottom of this letter. Be wise, sister.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Bi-Fi,
Your order for a cupcake has been confirmed. Order 3764: poison cupcake. Please proceed to pay with cash or card. Remember that this cupcake is for decoration only, do not eat this cupcake. Reminder: this cupcake is only for decoration. If you were to digest this cupcake, call poison control. Some symptoms may be swelling, loss of breath, and heart attacks. Reminder: this cupcake is for decoration only. Do not digest. Please sign the wager below or we will cancel your order. The following allergies may be in this cupcake: yeast, dairy, gluten, eggs, soy, peanut, tree nut. More bizarre allergies may be included: squirrel, house, pillow, pencil and paint.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Hello Fan-fi,
Greetings from Dystopian, your favorite sibling! Yes, I know you like me the most, and I adore you too. Are you still working to get your methods together? I see you in your castle, trying methods from all the other rules, but I can assure you mine are the best. Why, just yesterday I wrote to Thriller and gave some of my most secret methods, which I tested on some Horror prisoners. I believe that my methods are the best way to keep everyone obedient. Just know that I see you taking in all the immigrants.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Horror,
Have you seen the latest model of the vacuum cleaner? It has a self cleaning roller, so say goodbye to cutting off the hair. It picks up three times more than the average household vacuum cleaner. It has a low price so you won't have to save up for months. You can get the cheapest model for only 50 buckaroos! The most expensive model includes a music player so you can listen to your favorite tunes while cleaning and with a noise reducer, you will actually be able to hear yourself think! You will need this vacuum to suck up any horrors you may run into while lounging in the horror cabin. Go online to vacuumcleaner.h to purchase and use the code: Dystopian for the win!
Sincerely,
Dystopian Vacuums

Dear Fantasy,
Hello, it is I, Dystopian, here to say that I saw something I think you may not like. But before I tell you, you must promise me not to tell anyone else. If you do, me and my siblings have some punishments awaiting you in your near future; and I do not think you want that for your people. Now that I have warned you I want to tell you that I have security cameras in your city, so we'll be hidden. I fear you cannot find them. Onto business, I saw some people sneaking across your borders. I won’t say who it was or where they’re from, but I’ll tell you that.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Script,
I have compiled a list of things you NEED to get! Number one, a cat bucks apron so you can feel like the perfect cat barista you are! For only fifteen dollars! Second, we have the squeaky chicken purse! Feel free to annoy everyone as you show off your fully functional chicken purse, which makes an annoying cry when you squeeze it, for only twenty dollars! Another thing to add to your grocery list is a yodeling pickle. There is no need for this object except for to appear strange to anyone who sees you with it. Only 33 dollars! The last item is a burrito blanket. Have you ever fallen asleep then woken up in the middle of the night to put your blanket back on? Say goodbye to sleepless nights with the 1000 dollar blanket that looks like a burrito and may or may not taste like a burrito.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Folklore,
I think it’s time to update your ruling methods, don’t you? You are so backdated that even poetry looks at you weirdly. Poetry does. That’s a pretty large statement. Now as your friend I’m willing to make a trade. You give me some strassorine and I’ll give you some technology. Don’t think I haven’t noticed your mine. Now if you refuse I may have to take you by force. You don’t want that for your people, so make the trade. My siblings have already begun preparing their greatest inventions for the trade so what will it be? Trade, or war.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Non-fi,
I have written the most educational nonfiction story you will ever read, and I have included it in this letter so it can be published in your cabin.
Unicorns are very cool creatures. Unicorns have a horn on their head and can do magic. If you go to your backyard you can find a unicorn that will grant you a wish. Unicorns love candy, and if you give them candy corn they will grant you a wish. Unicorns are allergic to non-fiction stories and will throw up all over you if you read one to them. Unicorns enjoy trotting through fields and playing with dragons.
I hope you enjoyed my letter, nonfiction, and I will be looking for it in your papers.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Sci-fi,
Hello Sci! How are you doing? I think I’ve found a way to get Folklore to give up some strassorine. Yes, I know, they have been absolutely and utterly horsing it. I offered them a trade. A little bit of tech for some strassorine, they need it. Won't be much of a loss for them, because we both know how backdated they are. They still do crazy traditions and such, but I’ve gotten off track. If they agree to trade and you give me some tech I’ll give you some strassorine. If they don’t agree I’ve threatened to go to war with them, so there’s that. If you don’t agree then we’ll go to war with you. Deal? Perfect.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Adventure,
Hello friend! I have a story for you and I think you will find it very… adventurous. You see, I was walking to school when I saw a little puppy limping along the road. I thought of what you would do and knew you would take the puppy home for an adventure, so I did the same. I didn’t mind skipping math class for a cute puppy. So I was walking home when the puppy spoke to me! Yes, it spoke to me! It said that it was a magical puppy and thanked me for helping it, then granted me a wish. Now I’m rich and have straight A’s in school. Quite an adventure, don’t you think? Well, because you were the one who inspired me to take it I left you some money at the bottom of this letter.
Sincerely,
Dystopian (your bestie!)

Dear Mystery,
I cannot seem to get these letters through to you. Why is that? Maybe the answer is in your name, though it is not the answer I seek. I have seen great things happen in your past and I hope that as long as we stay friends. I’m asking for your aid in a war between me and poetry. I’ve never seen you and poetry as a good friendship, so I’m asking you to help me, your true friend. We may not be siblings but we are still close friends and I know you have a large army at your disposal. One word and you can help. One word and I’ll give you Strassorine.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Hi-fi,
I really need your help on my social studies essay. I’m supposed to write about a historical event but I don’t know which to do! I know that you love these kinds of things so I decided to ask you for help. My teacher said that my event has to be from at least 100 years ago and has to have an important historical figure in it. I came up with a few ideas, like when the US became a democratic government and write about how Hamilton helped. I really do love the musical Hamilton, so I really like this idea and my other ideas…well, I don’t have any others, but maybe you can help me with that?
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Poetry,
I have been noticing many of your people sneaking across the borders into my sisters kingdom. If this were to continue happening, I might decide to declare war. You don’t want that and neither do I, though it is a lot more convenient for me. I ask that you keep your people at bay, and maybe take more control over them. I know your language is strange if not confusing, so I have sent over a translator along with this letter. I hope we can get this problem settled once and for all, and if not the cannons will fire.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

Dear Real-fi,
I had the craziest day today, can I tell you about it? Well I will no matter what your answer is. So I woke up and my alarm was ringing and I realized that I had already slept five minutes past when the alarm went off. My mom was banging on my door and yelling at me to turn it off and I almost broke the alarm when I smacked it. I chose to wear a pink dress to school but when I walked to school I realized that it was a Saturday and we didn’t have school today, so I had to walk back home. I ate pancakes then went back to sleep and slept for the rest of the day. I woke up at midnight and now I’m writing to you because I can’t fall asleep.
Sincerely,
Dystopian

x_u_v_i

Weekly, SWC
in this metaverse the cabins are all people and they live/work in the cabins! >

too long :"0

Dear Fantasy, 102 words
Oh Fantasy, my beloved sibling! I must say, the creatures in this place are astonishing. Especially those dragons, soaring in the sunset skies, so beautiful and flawless. However, all these noisy screeches and squawks really made me put my hands on my deafened ears. And some fiery feather popped from the top onto my arm, dashed down my elbow, causing it to burn viciously, as if it was ferociously chomping it all! That made me rage so hard, I screamed uncontrollably and ran away, back to the deep, calming forest. It was a fun experience though, I have to say.

Dear Dystopian, 124 words
Ahoy there, you doing okay, Dystopian? Today, I had a suspicious vision in my night's sleep. It was a starry night, with three figures standing together, hands-in-hands and tunefully sang a melodic song. Since you're the ones who whisper with the sky at dusk, I wondered if you could understand this peculiar prophecy. Then the shadows turned to me swiftly and gave a sly grin - it was as if they had something schemed, something not good. They chanted something nearly inaudible together, it sounded like a scaly, slithering snake's horrendous hiss. Seconds later, the same smirk became plastered to their faces, unable to be unpeeled, and they vanished into thin air, leaving only the many bright stars to hang with the Moon.

Dear Script, 131 words
Hi Script. You probably didn't notice me, but I crept into your theatre! As I brushed off my lush-green dress, I noticed some strange, yet amazing song-like sounds coming from another room. I sneakily stepped to the vibrant, rose-red curtains and took a peek. The stage was full of singing people, each in an old-fashioned outfit. I frowned confusedly and walked down the steps to the seats to get a better look. Next thing I knew, the vocalizing figures started to waltz around, dancing to the music playing in the background. Their moves looked so elegant and majestic, the pleasant atmosphere was dazing me. Once again, I shook my head, thoroughly this time, just to assure myself that I wasn't in any dance spell. Wow Script, good work on those lyrics.

Dear Non-Fi, 170 words
Hello, Non-Fi. I dread writing to you. I tiptoed up the dusty, dull path and looked around at the dark, unlively houses. The lights flickered slightly as I passed them. I huffed, knowing this would take a long time, as the journey seemed to be never-ending. Eventually, my eyes lit up as I saw a vivid pink building a few meters in front of me. Then the repulsive smell of bread wafted into my nose. I read the bold, substantial letters at the top, seeing the words, ‘Naan fiction bread-house.’ As soon as I read that, I knew it was bad for me to come here. Not only Folkarians hated Non-fi, but I also hated any stench coming from bakeries. Why would you make a bread house? Who even likes bread, Non-fi? I held my breath, closed my eyes with a determined look and stepped inside. As soon as I heard the roars of manic machines and smelled more disgusting scents of baking goods, I dashed out of there, faster than any time I ran before.

Dear Mystery, 168 words
I rushed to the platform, with my ticket held tightly in my palm. I triumphantly grinned, as the train still sat there, on its comfortable, dirty tracks. Then, I jumped into the towering vehicle and waved good bye to the gloomy, dark station. As soon as I dropped into my place, I twisted and turned, until I felt pleasant in my cozy seat. The chair mysteriously hugged me as if I were a giant teddy bear from a fair. The more we journeyed, the firmer the grip got - I almost felt uneasy. Soon, we got to the next stop and the seat lost grasp of me, as if to say, “You're free, now leave.” I wandered off, disorientated about where to go, as the next platform looked unlike others. Why does everything have to be so confusing with Mystery? Faint chatter erupted, once more people got out of the train. Everyone looked peculiar, with frightening masks and cunning smirks. I needed to find an exit.

Dear Fan-Fi, 180 words
My mind was troubled with thoughts of all the dangers with the other cabins. I breathed steadily and marched across the street I somehow found while escaping the chaotic train station. Here in front of me, there stood a colossal, looming construction. I looked it up and down, my eyes glistened with pride and admiration. Curiously, I decided to take a glance of the place inside. I walked in and stared at shelves and shelves of books, all neatly squished together. Feeling impressed, the urge to pick a random book up crawled up my arm. Rapidly, I snatched a dusty yet intriguing novel from its wooden home. I questioned the title, something in old English - meaning the book was pretty ancient. Moments later, I head a creaky sound, as two shelves parted. The scary sounds of footsteps rung through the corridor that opened up. Without any look back, I ran away, thinking the footsteps were from some mad scientist that was about to turn me into a frog. Fan-Fi, I heard that your cabin looks like that and that's the reason I wrote to you. It's good security but very creepy.

Dear Horror, 222 words >B)
Hello Horror, hope you're having a Horror-fic day! Haha. Anyways, while I journeyed far to send you this letter, I found some dark, spooky yard. Then I walked through it - as I shivered from fright - and tried to figure out what it was. Soon, I bumped roughly into some ragged, tough rock. It didn't feel like a rock though, I think it was a tomb. Horror, I know you're meant to be scary but not tombs right? I felt someone's ghastly presence as I found more. After that, I found a beautiful flower, it was resting on the mud that was used to hide the body. I picked it up, and sniffed the lovely aroma coming from it. Carefully, I cradled it in my hands, just like a baby, as it was one to me. Suddenly, I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I thought it was you, Horror, trying to scare me again. As I looked back my eyes widened, they became bigger than watermelons. It was a ghost! A ghost was flying in the air, wailing and wailing, with its beady, black eyes. I think you know what happened. The ghost led me to your postbox friendlily and introduced himself as Ghast. He led me back to the gate and wished me farewell, how nice. Don't you agree?

Dear Poetry, 234 words
Why, hello there poetry. I have a strange yet funny story to share with you! As I sat in the fuzzy grass with beautiful flowers as my pillow, I fell into a deep sleep. My eyes closed shut, not letting any picture of reality come back to them. A dream exploded into my mind, I woke up on an island… The excited gossip buzzed in my ears as I investigated the beauty of the weird place. I saw different rocks, many differently coloured. I climbed up palm trees, drank coconut milk and had a time of my life! Everything really was perfect. I heard squawks of exotic birds and chirps of happy, turtle-like animals. The sky was wondrously pure blue with no cloud in the sky. Without the fluffy potatoes it looked incomplete, I didn't worry about that though. I swayed to some cheerful music with a crowd of Hawaiian, skilled dancers. We were totally having a Luau party! Then, a thundering announcement came through the speakers. They said that they were having a poetic competition! I signed up straight away, for my love of writing. Eventually, the time had come. All the cool Hawaiians took part. We all wrote till are palms ached. The lively host commented politely on our work, he especially liked mine. In the end, magically I won the competition! This really was the evening of my dreams.

Dear Sci-Fi, 257 words
Hey Sci-Fi! This was fun! I woke up in a metallic, non-spacy tube. There were different closets and cabinets, different counters and clocks, even blueprint plans. Most fabulously, a marvelous toolbox was laid out on the counter. There was a sheet perched next to the box, it read ‘Dear Folklore, I know this is you. It’s Sci-Fi. As you keep going on and on how you would love to do architecture designing or build something your own, I bought you a toolbox and a blueprint. You have 10 minutes to build what you see on any blueprint you pick, your time starts now. From your lovely friend, Sci-Fi.' Instantly, a ticking sound began behind me. With no time to spare, I snatched a random blueprint from a cabinet. Annoyingly, the blueprint said to build a house, in under 10 minutes, that was impossible. Unless you had the skills like me, of course. Gave me a challenge, didn't you, Sci-Fi? I got to work, hammer here, screwdriver there, bricks here, wood there. Everything was going as planned! Magically, when the resources had finished, new ones appeared. Another fantastic invention, Sci-Fi? At last, I was finished, with just 3 seconds to spare. I triumphantly danced around, chirping along a funny song. Another letter popped out of nowhere. ‘Congrats, Folklore! Your happy dance is hilarious. It’s a great structure, you deserve to get out.' As if on cue, in a blink of an eye, I was back in the forest with all the creatures buzzing around me excitedly.

Dear Hi-Fi, 142 words
Hi, Hi-fi, how are you doing? I was walking down the streets, with giggling droplets falling on me. Everything was boring, until I noticed three hooded people, they marched down a slope altogether. Soon, more people joined. As you're one of those sneaky fellas, I wanted to ask if you have anything to do with this. Next, people on colossal, dark horses with brushed manes padded down the slope, following the snake of the suspicious group. Then camels, then people with dogs and cats, then bats, then people with fancy mats. Then slow, steady pet snails, and majestic quails. It was so funny, how all this abnormal behavior was happening right in front of everyone's eyes, while no one seemed to care. They took a glance, then ignored it. Hi-Fi, could you tell me what this means? Much appreciated, thanks!

Dear Adventure, 377 words
Hello Adventure. I'm so happy to write to you! Not. I didn't want to, but I had to. I woke up in a field with grassy thorns. Rapidly, I hopped up onto my feet, as lying on the land really hurt my back. Anyway, I then noticed a substantial, colourful castle right in front of me, standing cockily. Because I was bored, I walked over to it to study the giant stone walls more carefully. Suddenly, the gate opened up, revealing an open door, pleading me to come inside. With hesitation, I creeped in, and shouted, “Anyone home?” No answer. “Hello?” Again, no answer. I smirked and yelled eagerly, “Well then, I'm coming in. I'm stepping in. My left foot is in the room. Three, two, one - now my right foot is in.” My eyes gleamed with cunningness, but soon, they changed to glistening awe. I looked over at each side, both of them with impressive wallpaper, admirable photos outlined with golden frames and much more delicacy for my eyes. Now, my question is, is this your place? I have heard about some Adventure kingdom with a castle and two or four villages. Is this true? I also heard about gangs of blood-hungry soldiers, ready to hunt down anyone who takes a foot into their palace. Now I'm thinking about it, they could be catching me, right now! Minutes later, I heard ear-splitting shouts coming from a floor above. The shouts became louder, as footsteps joined them. Then, I saw some feet coming down the spiraling staircase. Next, I noticed some hurrying figures, glaring at me, their faces as red as ripe tomatoes. “Hey, I don't mean any harm, I wanted to just check this castle out! It's very nice…” I nervously chuckled. They didn't react at all, probably meaning they didn't understand a thing I was saying. They charged after me, as I quickly zoomed out of the place like a speed-train. They followed me to the forests, until I took some strange roots and they lost track of me. Phew! I knew the way back to camp, so I speedily came back, hoping the mad crowd weren't following me. Thankfully, they weren't. Well, Adventure, hopefully this didn't have anything to do with you!

Dear Real-fi, 238 words
Well hello, another person I dreaded to write to. Seriously though, Real-fi, I think I tracked down your Inn! Here's the story… I was walking along the road, sipping on some flavorsome tea and letting the autumn leaves fall on my face. I laughed as another one, vividly orange this time, plummeted to my nose. My cozy, fuzzy gloves wrapped around my hand carefully, and a scarf warmed my frozen neck. A hat perched onto my fluffy yet messy hair and a coat hanged onto my shoulders like they were a wooden peg. Everything was normal, everything was nice. Eventually, I stumbled onto some old-looking Inn. The glowing letters had fallen off and most were already lifeless. The word ‘open’ dimly shone in the window, not far from the door. I guess that meant I could come in! I opened the door, and shuddered as the creak of the door split my ears. I marched inside and smiled broadly at the comfy couch and took a seat. The sofa cuddled me, like I was its only friend. Then, everything turned dark - the lights were out. The couch seemed to push me back, because I didn't feel comfortable anymore. As I hated the dark, I walked away, shaking my head as I thought about all the deadly beasts that would come alive in the dusky Inn. Real-fi, reply with an answer, was this your inn? It's ancient!

Dear Bi-Fi, 222 words again
Hi there! I felt a little bored, so I decided to go to the movies. As I skipped out of the cabin, the wind threw an eye-catching flyer at my face. I pulled the plastered sheet off my face and inspected it. ‘CINEMA OF BIZARRO FICTION’ it said, in big, bold letters at the top. The bi-fi flyer introduced first class seating - with extra comfy cushioning -, scrumptious, caramel-flavoured popcorn, mouth-watering slushies and a giant screen with 4D effects! I knew this was the place I had dreamed of. I travelled out of the forest and onto the busy, crowded streets. Secondly, I caught a taxi and told the driver the exact location I needed. In approximately 10 minutes, I arrived at the cinema. The people there excitedly chattered, gawping at the impressive place. I took a deep breath and tiptoed in. The cinema inside was even better than outside! I went over to the ticket office and bought tickets for an excellent movie; ‘In a forest’. I took a seat on the velvet-red chairs - they totally didn't lie about first-class seating! Then, the movie started. Everyone eagerly whispered to each other, soon they were perplexed by the quality of the moving images and the jokes of the characters. Bi-fi, I know this is your cinema and I'm not surprised!

scratch_warrior_cat

An Unfortunate Situation (Word War Proof)

Prompt: "Bro, you're not supposed to fall into the well."

“Bro, you’re not supposed to fall into the well,” he moaned, bending over to see me in my stone abyss. I crossed my arms and stared up, wincing slightly at the pain in my leg.

“WELL WHAT DID YOU EXPECT, JUMPSCARING ME LIKE THAT,” I shouted, clouded by pain and anger, as well as some remaining vestiges of fear and panic. I glared. He winced.

“It was just a joke, bro,” he said, trying to appease me. “Wait there a sec, I’ll get you a rope.” I didn’t have much choice but to wait. A few moments later, he returned with a long rope. He tossed it down into the well, and I watched as it slid down, slowly. Then he gave a sudden shout, and I saw the tip of the rope slip over the edge. I reached my hands out and grabbed the rope, only realizing a few moments later how stupid that was. I couldn’t stop it from falling from down here. “WHAT WAS THAT FOR.”

Cynthialz

08 Flash Fiction (Bi-Daily)

Table of Contents

Story One: (158 Words)
I slide down the wall of the eighth-grade B-team bathroom. Tears stream down my face and my body shakes uncontrollably. I lay my head in my arms, closing my eyes, sitting on the disgusting bathroom floor. Eventually, I decide I need to suck it up and head to class. It doesn't feel like it's been very long, but time flies when you're having a mental breakdown. I wipe my nose on my sweatshirt and leave the bathroom stall. I look at myself in the mirror. I look like a mess. My hair's sticking up in random places and my supposed-to-be waterproof mascara is running down my face. I clean up the best I can with paper towels and smooth down my hair, splashing some water on it in an attempt to get rid of the static. Everything's going to be fine. I look at myself in the mirror once more, take a deep breath, and head to class.

Story Two: (166 Words)
“Eda?”
“Eda!”
“Edalyn?”
I slowly open my eyes. I can make multiple blurry faces leaning over me. I don't remember where I am or how I got here. I try to sort through the memories in my head trying to remember. Raine. I start to sit up, but someone pushes me back down. I kick and punch the air. I need to find Raine.
“Eda,” a voice says. “It's me.” Raine As my vision starts to come back I'm able to make out the faces above me, Darius, Lilith and Raine. They're okay. They're all okay. Raine's okay.
“Where's everyone else?” I ask frantically. “Are the kids okay?” Darius and Raine give eachother worried glances while while Lilith inspects me for injury.
“About that…” Darius starts.
“We're not sure where anyone else is. We managed to escape to the caves, but we don't know where anyone else is.” I feel tears start to form. No. “Don't worry,” Lilith says quickly. “We'll find them.” We'll find them.

Story Three: (75 Words)
I hold my thumbs over the triggers. I follow the tie with my eyes trying to find the perfect shot.
“That's your shot Sabine!” Hera says over the voice comm. The pilot is good, maneuvering left in right so that I can't get a good shot. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I can do this. I aim the g!n and fire. The lasers collide with the ship causing and explosion. Beautiful.

399 Words

Last edited by Cynthialz (Nov. 11, 2022 14:36:14)

Piper_Camps

word war with @opheliio, prompt: The scar on her palm was the perfect, sharp edged shape of a star, won

Sixteen year old Abby went and looked at the scar on her hand as she sat in her literature class. Should she really be paying attention to whatever it was her teacher was talking about? Yes she probably should. Was she going to? No not really, she was pretty sure she would be able to ace the test anyway, what with this extremely odd photographic memory of hers. She just had to look at the recap her teacher would send and she would be fine. She went back to looking at the star shaped scar on her hand. It had been there ever since she could remember and she honestly wasn’t sure how it had gotten there. There was nobody she could ask either, as she had been adopted at an extremely young age and her adopted parents knew nothing about it either. She had no contact with her birth parents so it wasn;t like she could ask them either, but it had always made her extremely curious. The shape was perfect, so it didn’t look like anybody had, like, cut into her hand or anything. It almost looked like someone had pressed a cookie cutter in the shape of a star into her hand, resulting in the scar, though she was unsure why that would have happened (if that was in fact what had even happened). She has always wondered but nobody knew and she knew that she was likely never going to get any answer, but it was always fun to imagine tons of different scenarios that might have happened. She of course knew it was likely nothing exciting, just something like a birthmark to be honest, but it was more fun to imagine her parents had been spies and the star was some sort of mark so they would be able to find her and recruit her when she was old enough for them to take her on their mission, which must have been hw they had given her up in the first place, it had to be. She refused to believe that they just didn’t want her… It couldn’t be that.. Could it?

Last edited by Piper_Camps (Nov. 8, 2022 01:29:49)

Piper_Camps

Weekly #1

So, basically for this weekly I’m writing as a feminine personified version of The Script Cabin. Her name is Skylar and she’s a theater kid (obviously), and her favorite musical is Legally Blonde; she’s a boss woman (boss not bossy- there is a difference) and while she’s kind to everyone, nobody wants to cross her either.

Fantasy (208 Words) -
Dear Fantaine (Fantasy),

Hey there! How are things at Steampunk Sanctuary going? I’ve been seeing a lot of you around the Main Cabin, it seems you’re at the top of the leaderboard and since we’re allies I have to say “congratulations on that!” However, since there is a bit of competition, I also have to tell you that I’ll be advancing on you very soon! I hope you don’t mind! ;> I’d love to come and visit you sometime soon, I love seeing all the mythical creatures running around the island! They’re so much fun to play with and I think I’ve made friends with a few of them! Which leads to my next point…. What would be the possibility of me being able to take a Phoenix back home with me next time I visit? Heh… But seriously, I’d love to have one of my own and give it a new home in New York! I promise I’d take care of it and feed it and give it a good home if I get one!!! Anyway, maybe you can come to New York and visit me too, I’d love to see you and get some friendly competition going! I look forward to hearing your response!

Love your ally,
Skylar

Dystopian (185 Words) -
Dear Dahlia (Dystopian),

Hello there, how are things going in that dystopian realm of yours? I’ve been meaning to come and visit you in your realm, but I’ve been a little bit busy. And of course all the mist around you makes it kind of hard to see where I’m going even when I go so I often give up before I make it to you; it’s honestly not worth all of the trouble trudging through all the fog and mist and getting slightly blinded by it all. What on earth is causing all that fog anyway? That’s something I would recommend you check out… Unless it’s intentional to keep us out! What are you hiding in there? I’m going to figure it out I swear! All that said, I do hope that your prisoners friends are able to make it out of there soon since there seem to be quite a few of them running around whenever I try to go over there. Anyways, I think we’ll be seeing some more of each other in the near future!

Kind regards from your (hostile) neutral,
Skylar

Adventure (206 words) -
Addie!! (Adventure),

How are you doing sister? How are things going in the past, I’ve seen some of the monsters roaming around your courtyard and I hope you all are doing all right. Let us know if you need some help and maybe we can send Layfette or Hercules Mulligan to help you guys out- they’re pretty good fighters if I do say so myself. Also, what is up with you lately? Why haven’t you visited me lately? I’ve been dying to listen to some more show tunes with you (yes I know you don’t really like them, but come on! Maybe if I get you to listen to enough of them you’ll eventually like them as much as I do!) Yes I know getting to New York City is a bit of a hassle, but at least make some kind of an effort so I know you care about me! *hand on forehead* *dramatic sigh* What? Me? Dramatic? Neeever? Okay.. Maybe I’m a little dramatic, but that comes with being a theatre kid! I’m sorry that I’m expressing my emotions! Heh… Anyway, all this to say that I hope you come and visit soon, it gets lonely over here sometimes!

Love your sibling,
Skylar

Hi-Fi (187 Words) -
Dear Helen (Hi-Fi),

Hello, how is your plan to rob the Historical Fiction train going? Have you been caught yet? I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if you did seeing as there are so many in that gang of thieves that you’ve collected. To answer the question from your last letter, no you cannot have any of our costumes to disguise yourself in order to get onto the train easier. Why would I help you even if we had costumes that fit your needs (which we don’t by the way, which is another reason I have to say no to you), we’re enemies, we’ve never liked each other ever since you made fun of me for doing theatre when we were kids. Not that you would remember, but it stuck with me for a long time, so no I will not help you. However our costume department definitely appreciates the compliment that you thought their costumes looked authentic enough to use! Thanks for that! Well, good luck with your train robberies! (also p.s I’m totally going to beat you in swc! <3)

Kind regards from your enemy,
Skylar

Mystery (210 Words) -
Dear Millie (Mystery),

Hello there, neutrals! How are you doing? Are you any closer to solving the mystery aboard the train? I’m really curious to see who it was! I’ve been trying to do a little detective work on my own, but I’m not very good… Maybe I should just stick to theatre since that’s what I’m good at anyway! However if you don’t mind I would love some tips on how to do better detective work. Maybe one day it’ll pay off if I ever have to audition or perform as a detective. If I knew how it really works I would be so much more prepared to get into character and land the part easier! Let me know if you would be able to help me with that. Anyways, I was also thinking that maybe I could come over and see if I can help you spot which suspects are lying, since I would probably be able to tell if they were acting since I’m around actors every day (good ones and bad ones, so I know the difference pretty well). I’ll let you know when I’m coming over so you can make sure all the suspects are together! That’s all for now!

Kind regards from your neutral,
Skylar

Non-Fi (178 Words) -
Dear Nellie (Naan-Fi),

Hello, how are you doing? How are things going in the bakery of yours? I have to say that everytime I pass by there on my way back to the theatre I’m astounded by the smell of fresh baked bread that always seems to be lingering around. It’s delicious and I’ve considered coming in a couple of times to buy something, however I can’t be too careful when dealing with food I haven’t made myself. Perhaps I’ll try it sometime soon. What kind of bread would you recommend? I’ll eat pretty much anything as long as it doesn’t have any raisins in it, but maybe you can suggest something better than just “anything” since you do seem to be quite the expert on bread! I’ll ask some of my theatre friends if they’d want some bread or other pastries for rehearsal one day, that could definitely be a delicious treat to add!
(p.s i’m totally going to beat you in swc! <3 have fun trying to beat me!)

Kind regards from your enemy,
Skylar

Thriller (149 Words) -
Dear Taylor (Thriller),

Not quite sure why I’m writing to you since we aren’t the best of friends, especially since you stole my mangoes in sixth grade (yes I remember and yes I am still salty about it… I mean.. MANGOES! Can you blame me?), but I’ve already started this letter so I guess I may as well finish it. So.. what should I even say to you? Honestly I really don’t know, maybe I should try and get to know you and.. Maybe I should finally let go of your mango theft from sixth grade.. Maybe that would make things so much better.. Let me think it over… OK I thought about it and NO! NEVER! NOPE! NU-UH! NADA! NOT A SINGLE CHANGE IN THE ENTIRE WHOLE WIDE UNIVERSE THAT IS OUT THERE! I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR STEALING MY MANGOES!

That is all, you enemy,
Skylar

Bi-Fi (202 Words) -
Hi there Bella (Bi-Fi)!

Before I start, I want to make sure that it is Bella reading this letter and not one of those characters coming out of the movie screens in that weird cinema she’s at (i told you/her not to go there.. But did hse listen to me (her older and wiser sibling) no she did not! And look where that got her! (that’s a lesson there kids, listen to your older siblings, it could save you from being trapped in the cinema with vengeful creatures)) How have you been lately? It feels like I haven’t talked to you in life.. Forever! This is an absolute tragedy! I really need to reach out to you more often, maybe when you get out of the cinema I’ll be able to talk to you more often since it’ll be faster for your mail to reach you. Anyways, all of this rambling (which you know that I really love to do) to basically say that I think once you get out of the cinema we should try and meet up again sometime so that we can catch up! Hope to hear from you soon!

Love your (wiser and extremely talented) sibling,
Skylar

Fan-Fi (167 Words) -
Dear Felipe (Fan-Fi),

Hello there, how have you been? How are things at the time traveling agency you work at? At least, last I heard you worked there, but maybe you did some time traveling and changed the space time continuum of whatever, so really what do I even know about this place that you work? Speaking of your job, if it’s not classified information or anything, I would love to know how exactly your time travel thing works? I would love to try and recreate it so that me and my friends can get back to the present day since we got flashed into 1776. And though it is pretty cool here with the Scheykur sisters, I really miss some of the modern things that I used to have in my old life. So if you could let me know how things work I would love to be able to see if I can recreate it back here in 1776. Thanks in advance!

Kind regards,
Skylar

Folklore (130 Words) -
Dear Francisco (Folklore),
Hello there Fransisco! How are you doing, so.. I was wondering, I heard that one of your friends Lio makes really amazing soup.. You know I’ve heard that their soup is like the best that you can find and.. Well I was just wondering if maybe.. WOuld it be possible for me to try some? Or get the recipe if they don’t have time to make me some? I really really really really really really really want to try this soup because I’ve heard from a bunch of people that Lios soup is absolutely amazing!! Of course, I understand if they can’t share their recipe for this or that reason. But I figured that it would do any harm for me to ask… Thanks!

Kind regards,
Skylar

Poetry (139 Words) -
Dear Penelope,

Hi there! How are you doing? How is the competition going? I’ve been meaning to ask you something by the way, I keep meaning to ask you but I always get a little bit distracted whenever I get down to it. Anway, I was wondering, exactly what competitions do you have for the Isle of Fame competition there? I want to know so that I can.. YOu know, maybe start preparing in case I want to enter next year or something? And will it be the same kinds of challenges next time as it is this time? I really just want to know so that I can get prepared since I really love competitions and figured that maybe I should try a new sport other than theatre! Thanks in advance for answering my questions! <3

Love,
Skylar

Real-Fi (128 Words) -
Dear Rebecca,

Hello, so I hear that you run an inn and I was wondering, how hard would it be for me to make a reservation so that I can stay in your inn for about a week when I go on vacation? Also, could you get me some more information on what kind of amenities that are offered at your inn so that I can know what kinds of things I should pack with me when I try to come? Also, how much is the nightly rate? How much should I budget for food when I stay there? Basically I just want some basic information that I should know if I were to come and stay at your inn for a little while? Thanks! <3

Love,
Skylar

Sci-Fi (204 Words) -
Hiiiii Sci-Fi!!!!
How have you been lately? I haven’t heard much from you since you disappeared into that metaverse! Is that what you call it? I sometimes forget xD Have you received the invitation to our next musical yet! I sent it in an email a while ago, but I’m not sure if you got it so I thought I would try following up in a handwritten letter! (I know it's so ancient, it’s weird for me too! But I figured I would give it a shot!) We’re going to be putting on an amazing production of…. Hamilton! Yes! I know right!!! It’s so amazing that we were even able to get the rights (unlike that Scamilton one, have you seen that? If not I HAVE to send you the link! You HAVE to see it!) and we have an absolutely amazing cast! Our Angelica is such an amazing belter! Oh, me? I’m going to be playing- get this- ELIZA HAMILTON! I KNOW RIGHT! It’s absolutely incredible! <3 I really hope you, Adventure and Bi-Fi can come and see me *cough* I mean US, in our production!! <33 I really really really hope that I’ll see you there!

Love your wonderfully talented sibling,
Skylar

Oceaniq-

Weekly 1 sadly unfinished

Dystopian
To my (hostile) neutral Dystopian,

Despite our seeming tensions, I hope you are doing well. It is understandable that you want to win, and I do appreciate the competitive side of you, but the fact simply is—you cannot be trusted. While you are my favorite genre, it would appear that you have some leanings towards betrayal (even with your allies) and a tendency to mercilessly war even if unprovoked… I must admit that I frown upon that—after all, is there no shame in betraying those who trust you (have the trials of Hamilton and Burr meant nothing)? Yet in spite of this, I cannot help but admire the way you acquit yourself with elegance, and I would love to experience the realm you live in, for it sounds unearthly and beautiful.

Your neutral servant,
Script
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Fantasy
To my fantastical ally,

I am truly in awe of the wonder and beauty that presents itself when you are around. Your cheerfulness always brightens up my day, especially when the Phantom occasionally casts a gloomy shadow wherever I go. I must also say that I respect your inventiveness and your skill with gears… perhaps you could teach me your handiwork some day! Perhaps some stage props could be made if I had your talent haha. I am sure you have some mysteries up your sleeves, however… in such a fantastical world I am sure that you hold many secrets—but I trust you, and I have confidence that we will both hold up both sides of our agreement as allies.

Your allied servant,
Script
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Mystery
To my neutral Mystery,

I suppose there is only one adjective I can use for you (and though it is indeed cliche I think it is after all the most appropriate), and that is, well, mysterious. Judging from the atmosphere around you, I assume that you come from a cold, harsh climate. Or maybe it is just the tension that always surrounds you. Well one thing is for sure—where I'm from, being on a stage most of the time doesn't come with many climate variations! It is nice that you always have a smile on your face, but lately I've been wondering if it's just fake and plastered on —the air that you have dark secrets concealed never goes away. I hope that this can be resolved in the future. I'm sure it isn't pleasant to carry something like this on your shoulders.

Your neutral servant,
Script
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Horror
To my neutral Horror,

I must say, you being from an entirely different world (and a spookier one, at that!) intrigues me. Not in a bad way, of course. But you being a ghost and all… it constantly reminds me of the Phantom… and even your motives, in a way, mirror the Phantom's wrath and his recruitment of other individuals to help his cause. I entirely understand your desire to right the wrongs done to you, but I can only simply beg you to be prudent in your endeavors. Too much wrath can result in dangerous consequences. If you have ever heard of Aaron Burr, you would know that his fury against Hamilton eventually led to the latter's unfortunate death, and stained the former's reputation.

Your neutral servant,
Script
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Folklore
To my charming ally Folklore,

I have always entertained the idea of visiting you in your village within the mysterious forest. The unpredictableness of it is both what draws me in yet also pushes me out… it's hard to describe the feeling. But, like so many other genres, I sense that there are mysteries within your realm, and they must be solved soon. But on the other hand, I am sure that the people of your village are lovely, and if I ever had the chance I would love to try Lio's famous soup. As long as it isn't spiked with whatever the Phantom put to extinguish Carlotta's voice (just kidding, I'm sure they would never do that… right?). I have also heard tell of many tales that jump from person to person in your village—it would be nice to hear those sometime!

Your allied servant,
Script
147 words

Thriller
To my ominous enemy, Thriller

I politely extend a greeting to you from up above, where the land is dry and warm. The waves you lurk in speak of horrors from within…I couldn't possibly and will never understand how you survive in such cold, dark depths. The stoicness you display in these waters has taught me not to underestimate you (Burr initially made the grievous mistake when first meeting Hamilton!), and I shall watch you carefully from now on. If I see a single ripple caused by you attempting to ascend beyond the surface, I will do everything in my power to keep you in the depths below. The pressure of such deep abysses should keep you in check, but I fear you grow stronger every day, perhaps even harnessing the power of mysterious creatures below… such a thought I dread to see come to reality.

Your enemy servant,
Script
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Real-Fi
To my realistic enemy, Real-Fi

I have to admit that I am rather uncomfortable to make your acquaintance. Your inn seems like a lovely, innocent place, yet I can tell that something is wrong within it. How long has it been around? Who is the true owner of the inn? Alas, such a thing is not for me to find out, is it? Terrible things have happened, I am sure of it. Where I come from, we incorporate suspense into our musicals and plays, but what troubles me is that this is Real-Fi. Realistic Fiction. If such occurrences could happen in real life, who knows what events may unfold? Such a scene would be messy and leave a permanent mark on whoever enters your dreaded inn. I am simply thankful that I am remaining on the stage for now.

Your enemy servant,
Script
143 words

Bi-Fi
To my bizarre yet lovely sibling,

I hope you have been doing well these past few years. Being on the stage constantly is rough, especially now that the Phantom has graced me with his ever-looming presence. You always were an interesting individual—how has your time spent in the cinema been treating you? I've heard tell of rather strange things happening in there (odd things like characters appearing out of the movie screens—if so, I do hope they are the more friendly ones!), but I am confident that you will be able to adapt to whatever happens to be thrown your way. If you ever face any difficulties, please know that I will always be here if you need to “take a break”

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Your sibling and servant,
Script
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Sci-Fi
To my stellar sibling,
I would honestly be amazed if this letter somehow reaches you, as word has reached me that you have been having many technological difficulties of late—I do send my condolences for your inconveniences and hope that your issues will be resolved soon. But in the meantime, I hope you are taking in the most you can of life in the virtual world! I'm sure the views must be astounding, as technology can create just about anything, any world, any environment—make sure to take some pictures to take back! But… can you take back anything? If you are in a simulation, then would you retain anything from that experience? I hope you can, but I suspect not. Please make it out of the simulation alright and in once piece, for your sibling's sake.

Your sibling and servant,
Script
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Adventure
To my treasured sibling,

First of all, I hope you noticed how I incorporated the little pun into that greeting (Get it? Treasured? I often associate treasure with adventure, but perhaps that's just me… alright that's enough). How is your kingdom faring? In ideal circumstances I would assume that every individual within the kingdom is living with each other in harmony and prosperity, but I am sorry to hear that troubles are brewing. The knights that I have heard of sound like they would be amazing to meet, and it would be so lovely to hear their stories sometime! Of course, after the fighting is over.

Your sibling and servant,
Script
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Fanfiction
To my (friendly) neutral,

If only I could ask to have your secrets of time-traveling! I time-traveled myself to my current era, but am rather unsure as to how it happened. Alas, as we are neutrals, it is completely understandable that you cannot, or will not, give up your precious knowledge. But perhaps we will form closer ties in the future, and the Phantom will no longer have to haunt me each day. Although I do love Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy, I would definitely like to go back on stage in my own time period. Would it so happen that you have any knowledge of this situation? If so, please do write back, for I would love to hear it.

Your neutral servant,
Script
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