Sorry if there is a similar thread, though i did some searching and didn't find one.

I love exercises that force you to be creative through your limitations. One of my favorite is the "Six Word Story."

Rules are pretty self explanatory. Create a story using only 6 words.

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No memory. New day. Here goes.

Lights gone now. Too quiet—Run.

Big mistake: Eternal life. Bad wish.

Went exploring. Got lost; found everything.

The last word ever written—"Soon."

Alone. Out of ink: history lost.

Finally; a sense of impending levitation.

Only a chance meeting. Changed everything.

Diamond ring for sale; never used.

Honey, was that door there before?

There, entirely sealed from the inside.

There they'd lay; a modern Pompeii.

Nothing could separate us. Except that.

"The thing is... we're not 'here'"

>__>

Wished for world peace. Time froze.

It appears I've missed the point.

Bang! That is what liars deserve!

Go ahead. Shoot me, you coward!

You knew everything, and missed living.

I've had a lifetime, as always.

~Gave it away, and gained nothing.

My life's done--yours just begun.

Test me. Go ahead, little punk.

You're afraid. And you know it.

Don't worry. See, it's not loaded -

But it was. And it killed.

Platypus. Chromosomes. Intervention. Extraterrestrials. Question evolution.

These are limits to human potential...

"I do," I said. Huge mistake.

Live, die, and still live on.

Face your own truths, not mine.

Proton meets antiproton. Eagerly they embrace.

Monster growls. Boy screams. Dinner's eaten.

Once upon a death, life happened.

Blue smoke curled around my fingers.

Big Bang. Entropy grows. Heat death.

Please fill in the blanks yourself.
:D

Enemies with secret identities wait patiently.

I'm stuck in a temporal loop.

This holding pattern, it will end.

Kill self, kill hostages...
Oh. Damn!

Are you able to quantify that?

I always post too late. Dammit!

Act selfish, blast TV...sudden darkness!!

Dissolution still seems like an evolution.

Descending the dark stairs of inevitability.

God. Experiment. Writing. Global lab log.

Death. Darkness. Desperate combat. Rebirth. Forgetting...

Breast. Penis. Vagina. Lust. Overpopulation. Murder.

He redressed as she continued laughing.

Setting my course, I sailed alone.

Ironically, the gun didn't cost much.

World domination took over his mind.

Be still, my beating heart.

Granted.

He let go and said farewell

Nonrandomness. Numbers. Alphabet. Lottery. Decryption. Winner.

In one sparkling moment, she knew.

And then there was one... Meh.

My mind turns..ever empty, void.

Architecture. Skyscrapers. Steel. Indestructible. 9/11. Coincidence?

I believe Bush is a terrorist.

Who are you? Where's your Horse?

Anyone else alive? Please respond.


Anyone?