I have a 1,500 word fictional story to write...

[Herr Tubthumper]

What's it for? How about a drammatic story of survival, league 1 survival that is.

Fiction, not total fantasy.

 

[Tooting Gull]

A dark technological thriller about a message board that develops a mind of its own and starts controlling the lives of those signed up with cataclysmic consequences.

 

[Easy 10]

How about a sweeping epic vegetative drama about one mans obsession with his train set. He stumbles across the maverick idea of using broccoli as miniature trees, but then takes it too far and things get out of control. Before he knows it, his Hornby is festooned by a rampant broccoli forest - and then he reaches for the cauliflower........

I think its got legs.

 

[mr sheen]

a cauliflower with legs?

 

[Easy 10]

a cauliflower with legs?

Even better.
A cauliflower with legs that hunts unsuspecting domestic household pets for its prey. It meets its come-uppence during a sustained and brutal confrontation with a pre-menstrual female chinchilla in a back garden in Dorking. After the battle, it BLEEDS cauliflower cheese.

 

[mr sheen]

In a recent survey, six out of seven dwarfs said they weren't happy.

Spin that out into a story.

 

[The Large One]

"Simon Jordan - My Contribution To His Glory"

 

[Uncle Buck]

Maybe one about a footballer that plays every game, whatever his form and in whatever position. Is it written into his contract that he has to play or not?

 

[Bevendean Hillbilly]

What about this?

Synopsis:

A maverick local radio phone in presenter witnesses a brutal murder in a portakabin at a lower league football club.

A winding tale of deceit and cover ups ensues which goes to the rotten heart of the club concerned.

There is one man who knows the truth..lets call him Sureya, and he, afraid for his life, attempts to lead the Radio host to the truth via a series of oblique references on the weekly phone in..which by definition must confuse the f*** out of anyone else listening.

The presenter finally discovers the awful truth, that the clubs former manager was the victim of the backstabbing and he lies buried in the sandpit behind the goal as a sacrificial offering to the club chairmans malevolent god WODIN...and now the race is on, as the presenter has to fit the pieces together in time for 5.05pm when he is on the air and has a final opportunity to release the tortured spirit of the former manager from his gritty grave.

 

[Taybha]

The diverseness of the weather since nsc opened up its arms to discarded meteorologists
whom never had their breasts enlarged as a lad?

 

[1066gull]

aids/1066 gull gets layed

your spelling is atrocious as always

 

[Da Man Clay]

your spelling is atrocious as always

I think it tells a story that the only thing you questioned about his comment was the spelling!

 

[1066gull]

I think it tells a story that the only thing you questioned about his comment was the spelling!

None of you know nothing about me.

 

[mr sheen]

None of you know nothing about me.

we know you use double negatives

 

[Bevendean Hillbilly]

None of you know nothing about me.

Double negative anyone?

*damn too slow again*

 

[Taybha]

lets keep the threads positive please

 

[Uncle Buck]

None of you know nothing about me.

You are related to a lesbian tree.

 

[Mackenzie]

Just copy the '5 minute fiction' story out of the back of Bella magazine and then go for a couple of pints. Job done

 

[Nottseagull]

As success may result in a contribution to the REMF, I will be happy to copy-edit your first draft, if you like.

 

[vulture]

You are related to a lesbian tree.

And look like rose west