⬫ ୨୧ : yume's writing thread : ୨୧ ⬫

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hello fellow swc-ers and all others, welcome to my (third, i think?) writing thread ^^
just a gentle reminder that if you're going to post here, please keep it on topic, such as critiquing writing, etc. if you want to chat, head on over to my profile instead.

and if you've already gone through everything here, you're welcome to browse through my previous thread if you'd like, although i wouldn't suggest it xD

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୨୧┊scratch writing camp ::

swc mar ‘21 - mythology┊camper
swc mar ’23 - poetry coffeehouse⌇┊camper
swc jul ‘23 - dystopian spy society ✶┊camper┊app ✽
swc nov ‘23 - fairy tale(s) academy ʚїɞ┊leader┊app ⭒┊masterpost
swc mar ‘24 - epistolary letter terminal ⸙┊leader┊app ⬦┊masterpost
swc jul ‘24 - the script podcast ı|ı|ı┊co-leader┊app ꄗ ┊masterpost
swc nov ‘24 - sci-fi time machine ✦┊leader┊app ✧┊masterpost
swc mar '25 - perfaith city (dystopian) ✧┊co-leader┊app ⊹┊masterpost
swc jul '25 - the resistance (dystopian) ◩┊co-leader┊app ⟳┊masterpost

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୨୧┊other camps ::

cjp may ‘23 - supernatural haunted house ✾┊camper
tc may ‘23 - underground caverns ⟲┊camper
sfwc jul ‘23 - earth cabin ✿┊camper
pixiedust oct ‘23 - dismal isles┊camper
pixiedust apr ‘24 - astral readings ☽┊leader┊app ⭒
ssc may ‘24 - his majesty’s orchestra (classical) ♕┊camper┊directory
sdc feb ‘25 - illuminary village (line) ∾┊leader┊folder
spc aug ’25 - secret garden (nature photography) ✤┊leader┊app ▽┊folder
sdc aug '25 - concession stand ☁┊leader┊app ⧖┊folder
wuc apr ‘25 - poetry underwater castle ♕
wuc oct ’25 - epistolary scrabble

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swc nov '23 : fairy tale academy

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⭒ dailies :

1 : self-intro┊100 points┊129 words
2 : dear future yume,┊400 points┊543 words
3 : yu's first appearance? :00┊600 points┊938 words
4 : constellations daily <3┊n/a
5 : word wars┊125 points┊223 words
6-7 : conversation bidaily┊500 points┊714 words
8 : past, present, and future yume┊400 points┊740 words
9 : roleplay day chaos !!┊no points
10 : armistice day┊n/a
11 : cabin wars #1┊we didn't lose any <33 go fairy tales!!
12 : tongue twisters┊n/a
13 : last sentence of cabin storyline┊n/a
14 : daily team strike?!?!┊400 points┊539 words
15 : tsubasa rina girlboss moment┊500 points┊476 words
16 : genesis synopsis (i'll go hunt for the link later)┊100 points┊? words
17 :┊n/a
18 :┊n/a
19 :┊n/a
20 :┊n/a
21 :┊n/a
22 : the mangoriffic words 4000!┊150 points┊383 words
23 : sob i know i did this one but where is it??┊idr if i got any points┊? words
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25 : cabin wars #2 - cabin stats can be found here┊:eyes: fantasy >:[
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27 : https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/916462756/#comments-369302030
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29 :
30 :
31 :

words from dailies : 0

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⭒ weeklies :

1 : activitynamelink┊x points┊x words
2 :
3 :
4 :

words from weeklies : 0

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⭒ other :

words from others : 0

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⭒ session total:
20791 / 20000
~ goal accomplished <3

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swc mar '24 : epistolary letter terminal

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⌇ dailies :

1 : 1k intro!!┊0 points┊1019 words
2 : compliments with a “wondahoi~!”┊400 points┊360 words
3 : national anthem day ft. epistolary, mythsy, fairy tales┊300 points┊396 words
4 :┊n/a (weekly struggles i presume)
5 :┊n/a (the struggle continues)
6 : poetic epistopia as a genre┊250 points┊292 words
7 : three word stories┊57 words
8 : women's day thank you letter┊300 points┊224 words
9 : cabin wars 1┊? words
10 :┊n/a
11 : introspection, in di's words┊500 points┊210 words
12 :┊n/a
13 : naming the starrs after you┊450 points┊365 words
14 : pi day yum
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20 :
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22 :
23 : cabin wars 2
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29 :
30 :
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words from dailies : 1019

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⌇ weeklies :

1 : the (unfinished) four genre weekly┊0 points┊915 words
2 : swclassics┊1500 points┊1435 words
3 : ┊the mystery weekly which i did not do :,)
4 : memorieswc┊3500 points┊x words

words from weeklies : 0

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⌇ epistolary :

words from epistolary : 0

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⌇ other :
1 : daily #1 reflection┊204 words
2 : daily #2 reflection┊241 words
3 : word wars: why i /should/ weep┊100 points┊435 words
4 : the significance of frying pans, by a sleep-deprived yume┊396 words
5 : word wars: “saving people doesn't make you a hero.”┊? points┊252 words
6 : the reason i can't submit that writing piece to the magazine┊180 words
7 : give me my screen time back >:0┊493 words
8 : word wars: “sometimes doors don't go where they're supposed to.”┊? points┊130 words

words from others : 0

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⌇ session total:
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swc mar '24 : daily #1

“ welcome, leaders, campers, fairies, and trolls, to the march ‘24 session of swc! we hope you're as excited as we are for the exciting month ahead of us. to start us off, introduce yourself to your fellow writers and jot down your goals for this session. who's your favorite author? how long have you done swc? give encouraging messages and compliment each other's intros - some of this might just come into play in tomorrow's daily. have fun, and happy writing! <3 ”

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hello there! i'm yume, your fellow chaotic writer, camp enthusiast, amateur singer, project sekai player, and of course, an avid swc-er in all! this is my fifth session, although i started way back in march 2021- exactly three years ago. hard to believe it's already been so long, but the memories i've made through this amazing camp will be in my heart forever.

this session, i'm aiming for 25k words- the highest i've gone so far. last session, during november, i reached 20k, and that was a pretty big achievement, but i think i can go even further this session, especially because i have english class this semester. this is my second session as a leader, and so i hope to further improve my leadership skills, get to know more swc-ers, and most importantly, be active on here- without sacrificing other parts of my life, of course.

now, this is usually the part where i'll sign off for the day, but this session, it'll be a little different- yume is attempting the 1k intro challenge! for those of you who are new to this camp or just simply don't no yet, no worries! it's simple- all you have to do is write a thousand words on the first daily, which is usually self-introduction related, hence the ‘intro challenge’ part of the name. alright, now that that's settled, let's continue!

back in march 2020, i was stalking profiles and came across a studio called ‘swc march 2020 main cabin’. intrigued, i clicked into it and found it very interesting indeed. unfortunately, past yume didn't understand how the camp worked at all. i made a story project and shared it in the main cabin- at least, that's what i think happened, since it's been so long i barely remember. that was also when i first met zion, who gave me advice on how to format my conversations- apparently i wasn't the biggest fan of quotation marks back then. my first ever session was march 2021, since i fortunately remembered to ask for a signup ping while leader apps for that session were out. little did i know then, that my life would literally and truly never be the same.

mythology march ‘21 was my first official session, but i really wasn’t the most active camper. i did join the memory book cover contest though, which i'm quite ashamed to say might just have been the biggest thing i've done during the month. in fact, at that time, i was still a canva beginner, and after two whole years, i remade that entry, because clearly, i thought that the original thing just did /not/ deserve those fifteen votes. at all. sorry past yume…

done with that? alright then, flash forward two years, and now we're at march 2023! yes, for /two whole years/ i forgot about swc's existence. well, that was a half lie, since i knew swc was still around, but since i got so busy with schoolwork, i barely had any time to go onto scratch, and for a little while i actually forgot my account existed. (also, this is really random, but i'm apparently only at five hundred words? wow, a thousand is actually a lot, hehe.) after i moved countries and time zones, i finally had more free time to attend to my interests. because of the fact that i found out one of my irl friends back at my old school is also an swc-er (shocking, i know), i remembered to sign up for march, and got hired (sorted) into the very slay poetry coffeehouse led by stingslay, ivy and aspen. i was very active that session, and it remains one of my favorite sessions ever- we don't mention how it was literally only my second time, haha. but still, my point is, that session was just super fun in all, i made amazing memories which might or might not have included mango hot chocolate. mmm, delicious.

because of that super awesome session, i was motivated to apply for leader for july that year. i mean, camping is really fun, but i've been wondering for a while how everything was behind the scenes. planning the cabins must be a lot of fun, although there is a pretty big workload, it's definitely a great experience, right? july was a megasession and- i didn't get picked. to be honest though, i'm not the biggest fan of that app today, but i think i just didn't have enough drive. still, camper-ing in the dystopian spy society was a great experience nonetheless, and really gave me something to do while in summer school, cause let's be honest, i didn't have much friends at school yet at that point, and i spent lunch and recess there alone, so why not use the time to improve my writing?

after that session, i applied again. this time, i barely had any time to, since i just started high school and had a lot of introduction tasks to do. like, a whole lot. with help from motivational mangoes and the amazing swc community, i was able to finish my app within /four days/, and actually got accepted. i've loved fairy tales since about forever, and getting to lead this legendary cabin my first-ever time leading… wow. this genre now means so much to me, alongside the whole experience. i wasn't wrong- leading an swc cabin, now two(?!), is seriously one of the best things i've done in my life. thank you, swc, for giving me all these experiences i would not have gotten anywhere else. i really mean it.

alright, this time for real, we're nearing the end. if you've read this far, you have my deepest gratitude. i can't explain in words how grateful i am to be able to share my love of writing and swc with all of you, and i'm sure you feel the same. if you're here now, do consider dropping a reply on my comment in the main cabin for tomorrow's daily- it'll be a huge help. signing out until next time- stay wonderhoy, and keep writing! yume out~

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reflection :

welcome to the first daily reflection of the session! i'm your host, yume, and today we'll be talking about the 1k intro challenge that i /finally/ committed to and finished. fifth session, and i've finally done it, hehe.

if you're new here and wondering, what is a daily reflection? and why wasn't i asked to write one? well, let's be real here, it's definitely not necessary lol. this is simply something i like to do after the actual writing of the daily to gain more words from the activity while reflecting on the actual writing process. alright, let's get into it!!

this daily was quite fun, actually. pretty generic first daily of the session, but i do think that works very well since the topic is pretty broad, which kind of means i can take it to whatever direction i want, just after finishing the actual details in the prompt. the writing process was just rush after rush of nostalgia, thinking back to my first time joining swc, all the sessions i’ve been in, and the memories i’ve made, was an amazing start to the new session. alright, it’s almost time to close up on today, see you next time on daily reflections! byee~

reflection date: march 2, 2024

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word count : 1019
reflection word count : 204
= total word count : 1223

current session total : 1223 / 25000

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swc mar '24 : daily #2

“ hello, swc-ers, and welcome to our second daily of camp! yesterday was world compliment day, and we all exchanged compliments on our introductions. today, we'll use them in our writing! take someone else's compliment and integrate it as a focal point of your story. how does the main character react to these compliments? how does it affect other people? complete this daily with a minimum of 250 words for a scrumptious 300 points for your cabin, plus a bonus 100 points for providing proof! ”

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quote from blauhourglass <3
“you're a really fun, respectable, and amazing person and i’d love to call you my friend - wandahoi~!”

kiara read the message over and over again. no one, absolutely no other person- other than her twin sister, akira, had ever said something so nice to her. for someone who she didn’t even know in person, this was really a lot. although it was one sentence, to her it meant so much more.

just as she had formed the reply in her head, she heard her aunt’s voice calling her down for dinner. without even bothering to respond, she hurried down the stairs. the reply can wait, she thought, we’re all busy behind the screens.

“you’re late,” her aunt said with a stern voice, eyes glancing over at the clock- twenty-six seconds past seven. “again.” kiara sat down at her usual spot at the table and began eating. dinner was usually a dull part of her day, and she almost never smiled during this hour, especially now that both of her parents and akira aren’t here with her, but her aunt noticed something different. “something’s wrong. tell me.”

kiara brought the pair of chopsticks to her mouth, taking another bite of the rice. “kiara. tell me,” her aunt demanded, “something’s wrong.” the girl only shook her head and continued chewing, until her sensitivity told her about the pair of eyes watching her every bite, and instantly, her faint smile vanished.

“oh, it’s nothing,” she finally replied, not daring to look up, “it’s not anything important,” she told her aunt, although deep inside, she knew that was the opposite of what she felt. the warmth one compliment could give… she had only just recgonised its significance.

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“thank you,” her reply read, “i know this might sound a little dramatic, but- you made my day. throughout the month we’ve known each other… i’ve never been happier. wondahoi~!” kiara smiled as she closed her laptop, looking out the window at the stars in the dark night sky. it’s going to be a great night, she thought to herself. someday, maybe, fate will bring them together. someday.

“shika… thank you. from the bottom of my heart.”

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reflection :

a bit more of a backstory today, but i’ll still consider is a daily reflection, hehe. for a while, like, a few months ago, i had an obsession with making pjsk fan characters- but truthfully, many of them were taken from other series’ that i have made in the past, some already full of backstory and personality, others side characters that i haven’t actually put much thought into, and kiara was one of them.

i’m pretty sure i first came up with her sometime from late 2022 to early 2023, while coming up with family members for akira. i just happened to realise that if you mix up the letters in ‘akira’ a bit you get ‘kiara’ which sounds like the perfect name for a twin sister. coming up with a backstory for kiara was a little bit difficult, so i never quite got to it. the only piece of information i had about her before i started was that she and shika (aka one of akira’s bffs) met through a rhythm game, as in said project sekai fan creation. there is still one unanswered question though, which is if they are in the pjsk world, /how come they know about the game/? of course, it’s highly possible that this is an alternate universe, or the one i wrote about is one i’ve accidentally created because of the “wondahoi~!” in the comment… well, some mysteries are best left unsolved anyways, hehe ;)

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word count : 360
reflection word count : 241
= total word count : 601

current session total : 1824 / 25000

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swc mar '24 : daily #3

" hello, patriots! today is national anthem day, so you’ll be writing national anthems! write an anthem for your cabin and 1-3 other cabins for a maximun of four anthems - 100 points per anthem in at least 100 words each. be sure to think about the cabin’s values, history, and ethics. if you need some inspiration, head on over to this link https://nationalanthems.info/ to find a list of national anthems for you to draw from. happy writing, adventurers! "

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epistolary: 119 words

the central of all letters
delivered to every corner of the universe
from your pens to our terminal
we’ll send it off for you
wherever you need it to go
our birds will take it there
whether it’s the past or the future
or simply in the present
from your time to theirs alike
we’ll make sure your blessing is shared
when the rush comes through this month
and waves of letters come flooding in
we’re prepared for the worst
though delivering letters is simply the best
from our hearts to yours and to all the recipients’
epistolary, we’ll fly
we’ll make our wish transcend the sky
for epistolary will forever live on
your letters engraved inside our hearts

mythsy: 117 words

come on aboard the mythsy odyssey
where ancient prophecies await
hold fast, dear demigod
our journey’s only just begun
anyways a mythsy
and have always been a mythsy
so sharpen your curiosity
your each action impacts our destiny
we promise you won’t regret a thing
this is your odyssey, after all
anyways a mythsy
and always proud a mythsy
let your aura be your guide
follow the path that life’s aligned
as we sail on through the skies
gods and goddesses bringing the light
anyways a mythsy
and will always be a mythsy
as our adventure comes to a close
and life throws us back on different roads
the memories we’ve made
will be immortalised for eternity

fairy tales: 160 words

from that one fateful encounter
came our newfound adventure
guarded by our fair archetypes
the book of realms its name
for we are now the wanderers
that will journey through the realms
with every will and every soul
we’ll make our return back home
the three billy goats we cherish
and to them we’ll give our care
some eternal love to flourish
for the goal is one we share
for we are now the wanderers
that will journey through the realms
with every will and every soul
we’ll make our return back home
our adventure through the realms
won’t be an easy one indeed
to escape from and unmask
the villains behind their evil deeds
for we are now the wanderers
that will journey through the realms
with every will and every soul
we’ll make our return back home
and when we finally make it out
for sure it’ll definitely happen
farewell then, dear traveller
with fairytales close to heart

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word count : 396
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current session total : ? / 25000

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swc mar '24 : weekly #1

“ welcome, heroes, to the first weekly of the session! this week, we'll be taking a look into stories of yore, tales that have been passed down through generations and generations, turning from simple narratives into legends. ”

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part 1: myth - (x words)

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part 2: hi-fi - the butterfly effect (243 words)

if the covid-19 virus hadn’t spread to hong kong at the time, we wouldn’t have had online school. i wouldn’t have gotten a scratch account in the first place, as my first one was given to us as a computer studies assignment during the earlier stages of the synchronous learning. i probably wouldn’t have ever made myself an account, really, since at that point i’ve already known about scratch for over a year. all the amazing experiences i’ve had on this site wouldn’t have happened, including scratch writing camp, the reason i’m even writing this- yes, i wouldn’t be writing this if all that hadn’t happened.

putting that aside, on the larger scale, the world wouldn’t be the same if it never spread that fark across every continent, sending people in panic, buying so much toilet paper from every store and supermarket in the area that they had to set a maximum amount for every customer. we all had to stay at home during lockdown and everything, and it really prevented us from making friends in real life. still, meeting friends online has been a great thing with such amazing communities existent on many sites. yes, that’s right- many of us wouldn’t have even met or found out about swc in the first place. it’s hard to say, but the pandemic has brought us a lot more than we think, and without it, some of our very best memories wouldn’t have been made.

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part 3: fairy tales - sparks from the past retelling (x words)

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part 4: folklore - oral retelling (443 words)

“so, who’s going first?” twilight asked, finding a comfortable spot on the log, “campfire stories are next on the itinerary.”

“ooh, i wonder what kind of stories we’ll get to hear,” twinkle wondered aloud while bouncing in her seat, clearly excited for the night’s plans, “and the best part is the marshmallow roasting! mmm, i love smores.” as if to prove her point, she took a marshmallow from the bag and popped it into her mouth. “mmph.”

shiori giggled. “don’t talk while you’re chewing,” she reminded her, “i know, i love marshmallows too.”

marina looked around the circle. camping in winter did seem like a strange thing to do, but their group was disbanding soon, so they decided to camp out for a night to spend some quality time with each other. she looked at her not-so newfound anymore friends. “how about i go?”

“sure,” icicle replied, and marina noticed the others give approving nods. “go ahead!”

“alright,” marina took a deep breath. “my grandma used to tell me a story about the campfire spirit. it all began centuries ago, when humans gained the knowledge on how to start fires. at first, the spirit was excited to be able to see the world, but slowly, as the use of fires increased, it began to get annoying from having to go to one place to another.” marina paused, seeing that twinkle’s hand had shot up, “yes, tk?”

“wait, does that mean we’re making the spirit unhappy now?” she asked, worried.

“well,” marina continued, “here’s the thing- the spirit loved parties. in fact, according to the story, the campfire tradition of dancing around the flames is there for that reason. it is said that dancing and singing around the campfire will calm the spirit down, and that’s why the campfire spirit lives on until this day.”

“wow, i’ve never thought about it that way,” yuka remarked, “then, should we dance, so the spirit can be happy?”

“that’s a great idea,” livia agreed, “no better way to use up that energy from the smores, right?” she looked over at shiori and twinkle, who had graham cracker crumbs around their mouths.

marina smiled. it was one thing to be able to share a family story with people she held close to her heart, but the best part was that they got to spend some time together before heading out on different paths again. that night, they danced and danced, until their legs couldn’t hold them up any longer.

oh, and this was the part where the campfire spirit smiled at the eight sleeping girls and thanking them for what they’ve done- although no one saw it happen.

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part 5: fairy tales - mixing in a little magic (229 words)

“mango time!” shouts chuey, while she and sparrow where busy launching mangoes at unsuspecting enemies.

“ooh, MANGO THROWING? count me in!!” excitedly, luna picks up a mango and joins in the chaos.

“guys, please, calm down with the mangoes!” bookie calls out, dodging the incoming attacks, but the mangoes just didn’t stop. “okay, never mind, I’M IN!!”

seeing all the chaos, i felt like joining in. come on, what swc-er doesn’t like their session-ly dose of mango chaos? i went to a nearby crate and picked up a mango, but the mango slipped from my hands and rolled down the hill. quickly, i tried running after it, but it was a bit too fast. i tripped over a small rock and began sliding and sliding down the hill, until i landed in front of a rabbit hole.

i watched as the mango came to a stop. however, as soon as i reached my hand out to grab it, it fell into the rabbit hole. “really?!” i asked no one, “why?!??!” next thing i knew, i tumbled into the rabbit hole and found myself in a strange new place. “w-where am i?”

“oh no, i’m going to be so-” i heard a voice. walking closer, it was a girl, carrying… a rabbit? “help! someone help, i’m going to be late, oh no, so very- AAAAH! where did /you/ come from?”

(thank you chuey, sparrow, luna, bookie, and eevee for volunteering as characters hehe)

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swc mar '24 : daily #6

“ get ready to stretch your imagination with this daily! today, you'll be inventing a new genre. it can be anywhere from something like a cashier memoir to sci-fi. get creative! what genre would you love to write in? then, write a story in this genre that is 250 words long. post it in the comments, and try to guess other people's made-up genres. you will receive 200 points for doing this daily and an extra 50 points for sharing proof! ”

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dear diary, or my future self, if this letter somehow gets delivered to you as well,

i'm convinced the world is perfect,
no one can change the way i see,
it's the truth we all know can't be denied,
that the stars will shine eternally…

yes, i know. you're about to judge me, are you? okay, i'll correct myself. at least, that's what i thought. what i found out today could possibly, no, most certainly change my life. forever.

…how do i explain this?
today was not how i thought it'd be.
i went out just like usual,
just living and being free…

i might as well just get to it, but i still feel like something's missing. i'll finish these next few stanzas and be well on my way to explaining it to you, diary, or perhaps the future me.

…up until this morning,
or should i say the night,
since there is barely any difference
from just looking in plain sight?…

let me assure you, none of what happened had been of my imagination or dreams until it happened. writing this makes me feel uneasy. what if someone reads this? am i going to get banished or something? diary, please keep my secret safe. yet, i hope i'm not the only one who knows it happened.

…in the otherwise dark sky
stars were scattered throughout
but from the corner of my eye
i saw a single star go out.

no, this isn't a lie. today, i saw it with my very own eyes. never in my greatest nightmares has it happened, yet i saw it. the world is not perfect, it never was, and never will be.

and to think i'm living in a world filled with so many lies…

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swc mar '24 : word wars

“ the swcers gathered around gurtle, trying in vain to perform the heimlich maneuver on him, finally give up, and the little turtle stumbles five steps away before collapsing. moments later, he coughs up the link. ”

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mar 6 - no prompt

why i do not weep? what an interestingly deep question, as deep as the scarsely deep in the song, i suppose? in fact, i might as weel be weeping now, since i have nothing better to do. the songs for our choir festival are all so epressing and absolutely difficult, i don't even know what to do anymore. plus, the teacher made it extra confusing but changing up the parts so many times and not clarifiying it at all. seriously, it's like she forgot about our section or something. i have no idea what i can do to survive now. seriously though. i'm not even kidding. choir is fun, sometimes, when the songs aren't literally giving you the worst feelings ever. it's clashing in a very stange and hard to understand way, and i do not think i can stand it any longer. still, i'm not quitting, as it's always best to look on the broght side, right? i can reassure you that these pieces we're doing aren't easy, and that the person that stood next to me yesterday had horrrible pitch, i'm sorry, no offense, but just listening to her makes me want to cringe slightly. i don't want to make myself look badm, of course, but still, you get my point. i hope this finds you well, and that you understand, because i can assure you that when i look back at this a while later, i might not even understand half or more than half of what i wrote, since this is a word war and all that, but i stand by my point that i should actually be weeping. the song's name shouldn't be why i do not weep, it's probably bettter off being called why i made choir students weep because their teacher chose the piece for a vocal festival happening this march. crazy, i know. random fact, this is also the longest word war i've had so far. seven minutes is probably a bit much for one, but it's fine with me, as i have some time before my online class starts anyways. back to the choir topic, i can't believe the festival is coming up so soon. it's happening march 26th, which is surprisingly a day in swc. how amazing. by the way, did i mention there's this one song that has ‘festival’ in the title? some of you in choir might know about it, since our teachers told us it is a very widely used choral piece and that people look for the small details. way to scare us and make us nervous, haha. i have no

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mar 7 - “saving people does not make you a hero.”

saving people does not make you a hero. no, it doesn’t. i have literal evidence and experience in my life to prove that to be wrong. saving people had hurt me in the worst ways possible, and it’s not even worth mentioning that my life is now on the line, but not because people think i’m a hero. all i’ve been doing is making them panic. i’m not sure if it’s because i’m not doing this right, or if it’s just because of them, but no, my point stands clear, saving people doesn’t make you a hero. just because you think you saved someone doesn’t mean they feel safe, or saved, for instance. i tried to warn them. multiple times, in fact, and it just wasn’t worthwhile. they didn’t believe me. after a couple of times, they ignored me completely and didn’t think to act when disaster was about to strike, so i had to sweep in and save them at the last second. or so i thought i did, when in reality it’s a two-way story in which either side thinks they have the right idea on the scenario, when in truth we’re most probably all wrong. i have no time to explain the details, they’re coming. they are looking for me. i have made a grave mistake to even trust them in the first place, so i suppose i might just deserve this. it’s a possibility that i have made the wrong decision knowing it’s the right one, if that

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mar 27 - “sometimes doors don't go where they're supposed to.”

for willow, it definitely did not go as she had planned. initially, she had entered the gates to the world which would supposedly grant her the power that would make her the greatest dancer in the whole of gardenia, the door that led hime on her way to be just that. however, it wasn't easy, and she had underestimated the wrath of the forbidden forest. strangled in between the vines for her selfishness, she was thrown out of the forest, never to be seen again. until that one day, when she opened her own studio, scouting misfits from all over the kingdom to build up her empire, longing to live her dream. there was no stopping her this time, because in her mind, everything would go just as planned, like

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swc mar '24 : daily #8

“ channel your inner gratitude for international women's day! pen a 200 words thank-you note to a feminine figure – historical trailblazer or personal hero. dive into what makes her amazing, add a splash of humour and spread the love! this daily is worth 200 points, and you can gain an additional 100 points for sharing proof. ”

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dear mom,

happy international women's day! i wasn't sure how else to start this off without making it awkward, so here you go- a letter from me, to you. no, don't ask why this came all of a sudden, i've been owing you for a while now, so take this as both a letter of gratitude and apology.

thank you. sincerely. without you, i wouldn't exist. i wouldn't have experienced all that i had if it weren't for you and dad making the decisions that led to me. you were my biggest role model as a child, and even now, after all these years, you still are. no one else has the amount of patience you have for me, even if sometimes i just don't feel it. you set a ton of boundaries just to help me, sometimes in ways that i don't specifically like, but i know that it is because of me that you did all this. because you care, and want me to be a better person, even when i don't think i can be.

i am sorry for everything i have done to make you upset. you don't deserve it, definitely not after all that you've done for me. thank you for all you've given me- your knowledge, wisdom, kindness, patience, and love, just to name a few.

sincerely,
yume

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an essay-ish (slighly rambly) piece on the significance of frying pans, by a sleep-deprived yume

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cabin wars! cabin wars! now, what should we ramble about today?

“yume,” you ask, “i think you’ve rambled quite enough about the teacher who wouldn’t let you into choir for five years straight, how bout something else for a change?” well then, we shall write, for the one and only, legendary frying pans.

what exactly about frying pans, you ask? especially, coming from sleep-deprived swc-ers who want nothing more than wordsprinting until they are forced to fall asleep by the mango-devouring night? get ready, cause you’re about to hear it.

frying pans, oh, frying pans, we shall write a national anthem of frying pans. imagine the glory of the glorified frying pans, all combined into a hundred word long anthem for us to all gather around the campfire and sing, passing down the story generation after generation, like how they always do in folktales. maybe we’ll write in a few frying pan fictions- i presume pan-fiction or fry-fiction could now be a thing at this point, considering the amount of us all working towards one thing- an essay on frying pans, by chaotic sleep deprived swc-ers at nearly midnight- how delightful, isn’t it?

frying pans can be incorporated into almost anything you wish (mind you, this is absolutely not a wordsprint at this point, i can tell you that i;m actually slowing down and talking the time to think. proves that frying pans are indeed legendary, since why in the galaxswc would i ever stop and think when trying to write at top speed for cabin wars?), such as our dailies and weeklies, which, aha- you saw what i did there earlier? only serves to further prove my point.

this is the official note: the frying pans are taking over our writing as a whole. you will most likely be seeing random frying pans frying- i mean, flying around (tounge twister, huh,) in the main cabin, sometimes appearing in daily or weekly submissions, or maybe even the writing competition, probably the biggest highlight of the session. wait- even better, what if frying pans make their way into the memory book?

frying pans are the reason we’re still awake and writing, and pushing us to continue working towards that looming war posted on our cabin a while ago. i think it’s pretty clear to us all, the significance of frying pans in swc can’t be doubted.

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swc mar '24 : daily #11

“ today is the first day of ramadan, a month of fasting, introspection, and charity that is considered the most important part of the year for millions of muslims worldwide. do some introspection yourself - what are things you are happy with? what are things, both in the world and about yourself, that you'd like to see changed? make a list, pick one or two things, and create a 200 word story out of it for 400 points. an additional 100 points will be given for sharing!. ”

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i wish the world would be more accepting. i’d be happy with even just a little more, and let me be clear- it’s not entirely for me.

my best friend is a fairy. a fairy who escaped from a dystopia disguised as a utopia, to our world, in hopes of a better life.

i know, we’ve all got thoughts. all these little voices that talk to us, telling us what to think and say.

we all have feelings, too. every single one of us. by us, i mean us humans, and including all living things. creatures of imagination, whose existence most are not aware of.

that doesn’t mean they don’t exist. maybe you just don’t believe in anything else except the fact that you’re right.

that mindset is what drives us apart.
it’s why the world isn’t accepting anough.
why sometimes, some of us just don’t feel like we belong.

every one of us is unique and special in our own way, and no one should be allowed to use that against ourselves.

that’s why we have to stand up for ourselves, for our loved one, and everyone else. we can all make a change, so please, i know it’s not easy, but we can work towards it. united together.

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finally decided to write a daily reflection again! before i actually get into the real thing, just to clarify: i feel like the section should be renamed to reflection/notes since usually it’s one of the two or a combination of both. if you were wondering, my best friend is not actually a fairy. well, to be fair, back in grade 3 i wrote a story about my imaginary mermaid friend named shelly. let’s be real, that wasn’t really good. this piece here is in the point of view of a previously made character of mine named di. i haven’t actually wrote anything regarding her and nea for a while now, so i figured this would be the perfect opportunity to bring out this topic with them in it, plus the supernatural/believing part as well as the main idea i wanted to convey.

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swc mar '24 : weekly #2

“ rewinding… rewinding… hey, remember those swclassic dailies that keep turning up every session? welcome, everyone, to the second weekly of the session! this week, we’ll be taking a journey down memory lane and exploring some swclassics, classic dailies in weekly format. feel free to take these prompts and put your own spin on them - this is your chance to mix the old and new to create something completely unique! ”

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part 1: flowers - (401 words)
this was it, I thought to myself. even with the voices behind me telling me over and over again that this isn't the way to finish things off, i believed my decision would be the right one in the end, except at this moment, all i knew was that this was going to be the end. my end.

all of a sudden, everything went dark. i thought this was it, that it would finally come and embrace me- that they could come and embrace me. what i did not expect was that the next moment, my eyes opened to a landscape i have never before seen. marigold flowers spanned the entire field, and the sun was shining brighter than ever. what was happening? where in the universe am i?

“rosemary,” i heard someone call my name. the voice sounded vaguely familiar, but for some reason, i couldn't quite place it. all i could think about was everything that happened in the past year. i was ready to take on life's next stage, yet this is…? “rosemary, dear, it's us.”

i turned around. wait, wasn't this… “mom? dad?” could it really be? am i just dreaming, or is this real? i had so many questions, yet strangely i had the feeling they wouldn't be answered. “is it really you?” was i in heaven yet? is this why they're here…? tears emerged from the corners of my eyes, and without even a second thought, i ran towards them at full speed, reaching my hands out for a hug.

just as i was about to wrap my arms around my lost parents, they crumbled to dust, and gravity pulled me towards the ground. what was happening? but- but i thought-

“you really thought you'd get them back so easily, didn't you,” a voice echoed in the distance, but this one i didn't recognise at all. it sounded almost heavenly. “it's not right to put yourself in danger because of what happened to your loved ones. the truth is hard to accept, but you can make your own decisions,” it spoke to me, “your parents would have wanted you to continue on, don't you think?” and then, the world was wiped dark again.

i opened my eyes and found myself sitting on my bed. on my bedside table was a small bunch of lucerne flowers- alfafa, as i've read.

they're giving me a second chance.

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part 2: constellations (392 words)
this is the story of a starweaver. these goddesses were responsible for the creation and regulation of stars in the sky, weaving them into different intricate patterns we now call the constellations.

perisa had always felt misplaced. she was never interested in the makings of these star patterns, and would often wander around, from the skies to the grounds and everything in between. this made her mother and other gods and goddesses to worry, as the last thing they wanted was for her to get lost.

one very typical day, she got bored of the work and decided to wander off while the other starweavers weren't watching. she was just taking a casual stroll through a beautiful garden, when she noticed someone watching her every move. a godboy, who looked very out of place with his dark cloak and hair. “uh, can you please stop looking at me?” perisa asked, “i'm trying to take a peaceful walk, and i don't want people watching.”

“well, if you don't want me to watch, what about let me join you?” he asked. perisa shook her head and walked away, not saying another word. “oh great,” he said to himself out loud, “we'll try again next time.”

the next day, perisa sneaked out into another place. this time, she was at an empty temple on earth. or at least, she thought and hoped it was empty. to her dismay, the same godboy was there again. “what are you doing here?” she asked, “and how did you even find me? were you following me or something? you know, if you do have something to say, you don't have to creep up on people.”

with the fear of seeing him again, perisa decided to commit to her work as a starweaver and not wander off. her plan was working flawlessly, until one day, a hooded figure sneaked up into the parlour and grabbed her arm. “hey! let go of me!” it did not let go. instead, they dragged her out of the courtyard and into a hidden tunnel nearby. a tunnel to the underworld.

what happened next is still a mystery yet to be uncovered, but all that we know is that eventually, perisa had given up her immortality and her soul was sent into the galaxy, becoming a star of the constellation we now know as virgo.

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part 3: aesthetics (x words)

gasping it's the part i wrote aa <33
it's slightly embarrassing when your end piece for it is absolutely horrible :sob:
https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/978446317/

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part 4: swc fanfic (642 words)
“WHO. ATE. THE MANGOES?!?!” eevee asked, in a very loud voice, “guys, this isn’t funny! our mango treasury has been robbed and someone in this camp has definitely done something to it.”

“all the alfalfa is gone too,” nova pointed out, “we were going to cook that long with all the other food we’ve gathered, but i guess that’s not going to happen, cause seriously, what is a scratch writing camp feast without mangoes? and don’t we all want- well, need to know what happened?”

“alright, come on, we have to get down to the bottom of this,” lily announced, “everyone, listen up- we’re going to investigate our case of stolen mangoes.”

“clearly, someone who wanted to sabotage us wanted to eat the mangoes, right, there’s no way one of us would have wanted to do that!” silk tried to argue.

“but there’s no way to find out for sure, right? there are over two hundred of us, plus an infinite amount of people outside of this camp who could set out to do such a thing,” poppy protested, “and i think the best way to solve a chaotic mystery is with none other than- CHAOS!!”

the stress seemed to vanish from phoenix’s face when they heard all the commotion going on. “well, whatever we do, we just have to protect our camp, whatever it takes. i say we start searching for clues now.”

it was chaos. absolute chaos, i would say, with campers and leaders and even hosts scrambling to find even the slightest clue on where all the mangoes could have disappeared to. there was no way any human alone could have attempted this feat, since the supply on mangoes could last a single person over a year, yet somehow there were no traces of mango peels to be found anywhere. no trace of peeles either, apparently, as he’s probably floating around somewhere in the galaxwc as we speak.

“well, if it’s not peeles, then it has to be jim flabsdz!” herm declared, leaving half the room confused. “uh, why is everyone looking at me like that? he’s an antagonist, right?”

“the space monster dragon thing who was the main antagonist of swc november 2022's fourth weekly, duh,” phoenix informed them, “the ‘flabsdz’ part comes from the names of that session's weekly team put together.”

“ugh, this is getting us absolutely nowhere! how can a hundred huge truckloads of mangoes just disappear into thin air without a trace like that?” yume slumped down onto a nearby couch, twirling a strand of her long dark hair, “there must be something we missed, right?”

“yeah, there are plenty of others that could have committed a crime like this,” blau pointed out, “for instance, i think a certain link-eating turtle could have gotten a bit too hungry.”

“GURTLE!!” everyone shouted at once. how did they miss that? without a second thought, the crowd of swc-ers rushed through the crowded hallways and corridors, towards the section of the main cabin where gurtle was being housed.

“oh no, gurtle isn’t here,” chloe observed, “b-but, where could he be?”

“maybe he’s his walk? not sure what writing camp mascots do on a daily basis, but i’m sure we’ll find our link devourer back before the end of the session,” nova tried to cheer everyone up, being the optimist she is. the rampage had led to barely anything, as there was no solid proof who had eaten the mangoes, as well as absolutely everything else from the pantry.

meanwhile, in a distant corner of the galaxwc, back in the november 2017 main cabin, a certain ibex and link-eating turtle, accompanied by a seemingly random space guy and a weekly antagonist dragon, were snacking on the largest supply of mangoes the world has ever seen. there was no way any of the campers would find them there, right?

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the reason why i can't submit that writing piece to the magazine

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right, so you think there is a problem with me not wanting to share a piece of writing with my given name? look, i would totally submit something if it weren't for the words ‘first name’ and ‘last name’ on the form, forcing me to go with my actual name, whether it be preferred or legal. the thing is, i don't want recognition. it's not about getting credit for a piece and using it for a university application. for me, it's about letting the message conveyed in the story reaching people, and that i don't have to share my name and everything. look, mom, i understand where you're coming from, but you can't force me into doing something i'm not comfortable with, and especially not something like this. the reason i like swc so much is because although we don't know who each other are, we know more than anyone else we know in real life, including our parents. because we're free to express ourselves without the limitations of names and the identity that people around you label you by.

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swc mar '24 : daily #13

“ ominous or lucky, thirteen has a variety of attributes – there are 13 loaves in a baker's dozen, 13 lunar cycles in a year, including a blue moon, and 13 cards every suit. today, 13 happens to be a host's favorite number - for 350 points (and a bonus 100 for sharing your creations), you'll be writing at least 300 words using any line or comment from a host or daily team coordinator's profile as inspiration! best of luck, and have fun <3 ”

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“i’ve never seen the stars so close up before,” cassi breathed a deep sigh, taking in the beautiful night sky in front of her, “it was really nice of you to bring me here.”

“well, i figured,” altair responded, gazing up at the stars. there was something about that soft gaze that cassi loved, although she could never quite put together, not even now.

this was it, cassi thought. the ending to what they began two years ago, and the beginning to a new world, awaiting them both on separate paths. no, this can’t be. she feared the unknown, the future that would slowly drift them apart, even though that was the last thing she would ever want. she looked over at altair, whose eyes were still glued to the sky, admiring the stars.

looking down, cassi realised just how high up they really were. the tower, no, skyscraper, was so high up that the people down below looked as small as grains of sand. grains of sand inside an hourglass, slowly making its way to the center of the cup and gradually falling into the bottom half. time was running out.

“altair?” cassi looked over at her friend. the times they’ve spent together had been unforgettable, and as sad as she was, she knew he had to go. “are you there?”

“i'm naming the stars in the sky after you,” came the response. altair turned his head to face cassi, who looked shocked and slightly confused, “you know, so i can remember you whenever i look at the stars.” their eyes met, and cassi felt that strange tingling feeling get stronger, “we’ll always be connected,” altair finished.

a single iridescent tear formed around cassi’s eyes and gently slid down her cheek, falling onto the floor beneath them. “so, this is goodbye?” she asked slowly.

altair nodded. “we’ll meet again, maybe someplace or sometime far from now, but one thing will never change. thank you, cassiopeia.” just like that, he took off, flying towards the stars, before disappearing into the dark sky.

he was a guardian of the stars, destined to protect the galaxies and everything contained inside of it.

but most of all, cassi.

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word count : 365
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current session total (since last save) : 7982 / 25000

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give me my screen time back >:00 /lh
a.k.a. piece that i am looking to submit to my local library newspaper

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I think that parents should not overly restrict their childrens’ use of technology. Sure, it comes with benefits, like better eyesight, and reduces the risk of addiction, but that’s only one side of the story. What if I told you our side of the story, the one all you parents should really consider?

I understand where you’re coming from, and I’m sure all of us teenagers do, but by placing these sorts of restrictions on our devices, limiting the amount of time and what we can use on them bring many problems as well. For instance, at our current age, we rely heavily on social connections to keep us happy, and it’s much easier to do that through social media and other platforms where we can connect even if we can’t meet up at that moment. Is it really fair to restrict the time we spend with our friends?

Besides social connections, our devices are also a big source of entertainment for teenagers and kids nowadays. From video streaming sites to games and music platforms, there are many ways we keep ourselves entertained online. Yes, education is important, but getting to chill off is also vital to our mental health. In fact, not getting our dose of screen time could potentially make us depressed, due to not being able to stay in contact with our friends and many other sites that make us happy. Blocking off certain websites doesn’t really protect us from anything when you come to the fact that this will only make kids more desperate to try anything, which might lead them down an unhealthy rabbit hole of trying to find a way out of these restrictions.

Once, our teacher asked the class to raise our hands if we have unlimited time on our mobile phones. About half the class raised their hands, but to be honest, it didn’t come as a surprise as most of them use their phones during class all the time, and not specifically for schoolwork. Even though I still stand by my point that we should be allowed more screen time, having unlimited access isn’t great either. Becoming too addicted to social media can be a negative influence on education, family and other relationships, and our lives as a whole. Next time, before you take your phone out during class, maybe consider the fact that while you’re taking your devices for granted, some of us are limited to only half an hour a day?

Lastly, I’d like to conclude with something I’ve always thought was unfair from a young age- why don’t our parents need device restrictions? The truth is, although some don’t want to admit, adults can get addicted to their mobile phones too, it’s not just us kids and teenagers. Of course, our parents want the best for us, and all they’re doing is to protect our health and safety, but sometimes we’re so occupied with negative thoughts that we just don’t realise.

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word count : 493
(it has to be under 500 :,))

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swc mar '24 : daily #14
my daily aah- screaming shouting happy pi dayy <33

“ happy pi day! Although pi doesn’t have an ending, our stories (well, most of them) do. try writing a story that begins and ends in the exact same way, but throughout all the events occurring in between, gives it a much different meaning by the end. write 500 words for 400 points and an extra 100 (plus a free pi pie!) for sharing proof. happy writing <3 ”

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i looked into the mirror, tears streaming down my cheeks. i made a grave mistake today, and they’re not going to let me get away with it. my reflection, also intensely crying, looked back at me, seemingly trying to tell me something, but i just couldn’t quite get it.

i thought it wouldn’t be that complicated. in fact, i did not expect any of this to happen at all.

i made a promise, but broke another because of it.

the forbidden device, as they called it. something none of us were allowed to get our hands near. i was there today. it wasn’t for me, but for a close friend of mine. still, i was the one that actually tried to operate it. i was the one who got chased down the hallways by automated robots and siren lights.

and now i’m the one here crying and asking myself why i even agreed to do it in the first place. in fact, we were so desperate that i even sort of volunteered to do so. no, this can’t be, i have to go make things right.

i rushed to his home at top speed, with some remaining tears flying off the corners of my eyes. i kept reminding myself, ‘time to fix everything’, along the way, but my mistake was all i could think of, and although i tried my best to hold back tears and my anger at myself, the thoughts slowed me down a bit.

i did not expect to see what i saw when i arrived. so much that it halted me to a stop. why were the paparazzi here? the press, news reporters, and some of the ‘eyes in the sky’- the mad scientists that rule this dreaded place, and why we even started this quest in the first place. walking closer, i saw that they were surrounding someone. “cam?”

“you see, it was all her fault! trying to overthrow the government is a lost cause. we should exile her to the ends of the universe!” a voice called out. wait a second, wasn’t that- “it’s her! seize her!” -too late.

i ran as fast as my legs could carry me, not even bothering to look back for a millisecond, but i knew they were onto me. the hurried footsteps of an entire crowd echoing in my brain did nothing else but throw off my concentration. how could he? that camron, he betrayed me! he betrayed /us/! i thought i knew him well enough to trust, but i missed something crucial. of course- he was one of /them/. the team, no, army of scientists and engineers, spreading false words to hide the truth.

i shouldn’t have trusted him in the first place. the offer of helping to take down this civilization bound by lies, to free the colony of nothing but genetic experiments, all attempts at creating the ‘perfect human being’. words cannot express how mad and betrayed i felt at that moment. ends of the universe? you’ve never even been outside of genesis, but /i have/! that probably explains the “what makes you think you’re so special?” he shouted from behind me.

there was no time to lose. when i saw that i lost them, i quickly hid behind seemingly the most random wall and jumped into it. i would have never guessed that a portal i set down a while ago would be so helpful now.

i looked into the mirror, tears streaming down my cheeks. a mistake a made months ago has led to all of this. all i wanted now was to somehow forewarn myself from the past.

only there’s no way it’s possible.

or is there?

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word count : 615
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= total word count : 615

current session total (since last save) : ? / 25000

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letters to ocs - #1
a yume 2024 goal <3

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dear blossom,

oh my gosh- it’s actually been so long. i can’t believe that i first came across you back in like what, second grade? maybe third? anyways, it was during those times when my younger sister was taking piano classes, i remember that. it was in one of those sticker shops her teacher told our mom about, since my sister- well, you probably know her as millie, was a huge fan of the stickers she gave after the class.

i hate to go all out on backstories, since i know it happens every time, but long story short, we bought our second set of those sticker dolls- first one being rania and witchadoozie. and yes, if you were wondering, i’ve always named my stuffed animals and dolls, since, i don’t know, kindergarten? as usual, millie and i split the set so we each get one of you, and we made your names blossom and charlotte.

i an seriously in love with your backstory, on a level different than some of my other characters, because it’s not really about the backstory itself, but more about why it even came to be. my sister, still in kindergarten and slept in the bottom bunk of our bed, dropped charlotte into the small gap between the wall and the bed. it was really unfortunate for her, as she had already lost witchadoozie the same way at the time, but we made it work out- charlotte is away at magic school, since she has the mark given to a selected amount of newborns with some trace of royal blood in them. after all, you and your twin sister are the princesses of solaria- not the winx one, of course.

you must be really confused by all of this. after all, you’ve been living your life for about as long as i did- we even share the same birthday, but all of a sudden you get bought as some kind of cheap version of a doll? no, i don’t mean to insult you, and never would. my point is, you’ve become so much more than just a childhood dress-up toy. in many ways, we’re quite alike, you know? as children, we weren’t that good at making friends, often feeling quite lonely, which might or might not have been what led to our slight obsession with diary writing. i do have to agree though, it’s truly an amazing way to share our feelings with someone without actually telling them, and at the same time connect with ourselves, as well as our past and future selves, even.

i do have to take the time to admire your character growth though- even if i do have a group of friends that would always support me, like you do now- so happy for you!, but there’s no way i could go from a full-on introvert to an extravert- or more of an ambivert, since that’s where you stand at the moment- a more extraverted ambivert. that’s quite the drastic change, don’t you think?

wow, that was a lot- i hope this letter finds you well, and that you continue to build on your path the way you want it to go. thank you for being there with me until this day, accompanying my small journeys and visits, and just being the amazing person you are. i don’t care what my parents say, you’re definitely not ‘imaginary’, and so are your friends, family, and the universe you live in.

best wishes,
yume
march 20, 2024

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“fufu~” yume chuckled to herself, “it seems like gurtle has eaten the description.” oh well, she thought, might as well fill it in now that some parts are gone: Welcome to the Epistolary Letter Terminal of March 2024 SWC! SWC, or Scratch Writing Camp, is a triannual virtual writing camp where campers will torture themselves a word goal and aims to write that amount through the duration of camp. But that's not all — SWC also curates letters to improve writing, fun challenges with creative chaos, and other tasks you can complete to earn your cabin quills and more birds for the enclosure. The letter delivering runs from the 1st of January to the 31st of March and it's entirely online, so you aren't forced to check in, though we encourage you to be online 24/7 and finish activities as often as you like. “there,” yume declared, dusting her hands off, “now it's an advertisement for our cabin. let's just hope this counts for words…”

“YES, LET ME HEAR IT,” yume screams, rather impatiently as well

“sure, i'd love to!” yume volunteered excitedly, “she/her, and i'm from epistolary. good luck with your story!”

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swc mar '24 : daily #25

“ get ready to shake things up, because this daily will be a wild ride! today, you’ll be exploring a trope in fanfic where characters swap their roles. For example, the protagonist becomes the antagonist, or the student becomes the mentor. remember to keep their personality the same! using this trope, write a fanfic piece that is 300 words long. by doing so, you will earn 200 points and 150 extra for sharing proof! ”

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“are you sure giving her this role is going to be okay?” tsukasa asked, slightly confused. “the director's role is a big responsibility, and i'm not sure if i can handle it myself. after all, i'm the world future star that will do anything it takes to make the director proud!”

“of course you can't, tsukasa,” nene said in a low voice, to the point where the others could barely hear her, “but it's good to know you're being honest with yourself.”

rui grinned. “i’m sure emu will do just fine. fufu, who knows what kind of performances we’ll be able to do with her as the director?”

“it's only for today anyway,” nene added, “i for one think we shouldn't worry too much about her.”

“WONDAHOI~!!” emu popped up out of seemingly nowhere, causing tsukasa to stutter back and shriek. emu giggled. it was always nice to see her friends, whether they're in shock or not. “tsukasa-kun’s as funny as always, hehe~”

“so, emu-kun, what sort of show are we doing today?” rui asked, “i’m assuming you’ve prepared something special for us~?”

“hehe, yes i have!” emu replied excitedly, “i wrote my own play just for this occasion. it's perfect for the four of us- oh, and the mascots too, of course!” and with that, she started explaining the story to the rest of the wonder stage members.

“you want us to dress up a-as a-animals?!?” tsukasa stammered, “and do cartwheels across the stage?!?!”

“and we’ll sing and dance and go all sparkly and bright♪”

“uh, rui,” nene nudged her childhood friend, “is this what you had in mind when you decided to give her your usual job for a day?”

“ah, it seems as it is even more interesting than i expected, fufu~” nene saw the expression on rui’s face, the one he always had when he had a mischevious idea of sorts. “the show is going to be great, don't you worry…”

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current session total (since last save) : ? / 25000

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