solosater

Sheets
Suspicion
Fan
Boulevard
Carnival
Salty
Integrity
Malevolence
Alliance


I’ve a new rule; you can change the tenses or pluralize (or singlize;-) but there is a 3-word penalty; for every change you make you remove 3 from the total, which is still 200 words.

solosater

I promise not to count;-)

solosater

Indeed, apparently I do not count, there are only 9 words.

I'll add another but if your working on something already and can't get it in, no worries.

Sorry:-X

solosater

Sheets
Suspicion
Fan
Boulevard
Carnival
Salty
Integrity
Malevolence
Alliance
Nasty (since there seems to by some really nasty thoughts flying around TD lately)

solosater

194 words not including the title.

Trust No One

I’d been working with The Alliance for months now and had some nasty suspicions. They supposedly stood for all that was good: Justice, Integrity, and Honor. It was only honor among thieves, integrity to the alliance, and “justice” for the corrupt.

My mission was to gather data on the upper echelon of The Alliance, I was in and now and what I was tasked to find didn’t even begin to tell the tale. I was getting anxious, I wanted out. The only person I trusted was the salty old doorman who seemed to live at the headquarters. I can’t say why but I did; perhaps he was another agent.

The fan wasn’t enough to cool the sweat soaked sheets, the light refracting through the window from the boulevard below was making me crazy, and the music from next door sounded like it was coming from a malevolent carnival.

Just for kicks, someone was knocking on my door. 4:30am. May as well get up; I was not a happy girl.

I wrapped my sheet around me and stumbled to the door, I opened it surprised to see him here.

More surprised to see the gun…

midnightpoet

Glad to see a new list up!

Unfortunately, I have a super busy day today, so no time to sit and write now...but I'll be back later to have a try at the list. Thanks, Solo, for putting this up!

midnightpoet

Forgot to add ,that I love "Trust No One" Great ending, although I did see it coming.

solosater

Yeah, but I'm just having fun this time around;I'm not out to impress.

Robindcr8l

My submission: Do I have to title it? I guess I'll call it "Alas"

200 words, excluding the title. Not my best work, but maybe appropriate anyway

Alas

Driving down the boulevard today, I got to thinking. That can be a dangerous thing for me, the thinking, especially when I’m this sleep-deprived. Oddly enough, though, I was spending my precious time thinking about this website I have grown fond of. It’s called ThinkDraw, and I just stumbled on it one day while playing online jigsawdoku. Within months, there were more and more talented people and sometimes, besides the great art, I was also treated to some witty and intelligent banter between some of the other patrons to the site. It felt like there was a real alliance between these strangers, and I became a great fan of the carnival atmosphere.

But alas, as Robert Frost once said, “Nothing gold can stay.” Witty banter soon took a back seat to suspicion and malevolence. When people are essentially anonymous, it allows them the freedom to let their true character traits to show through, especially when they are typing out sentences while three sheets to the wind. Things turn nasty. Sweet becomes salty. Read the poem. Robert Frost had it right. It’s a real shame though, and I grieve the loss of what we had, and what we could have.

solosater

Robindcr8l, Sad but true.

Who ever would have guessed in just a few short months that people who seemed so likeable and REASONABLE would turn into a bunch of squabling children and even worse the ones who are as you say suspicious and malevolent.

Truely sad.

And wouldn't you think a person would have more sence than to post while drinking? On the internet "Super Highway", that seems dangerous.

BTW, so is driving while sleep deprived, I'd like to know how they expect us to get anywhere? I don't know about you but I live in a constant state of exhaustion.

Get some sleep!

midnightpoet

Wow, Robin...summed it all up and used all the words! Quite impressive.

This word list is totally stumping me though...I've been letting the words toss themselves around in my brain all day, trying to come up with a direction, but sadly, I'm coming up totally blank.

Robindcr8l

Solosater, good point about driving sleep-deprived! I am a trauma nurse, so try to avoid that, and actually, used a little poetic license with that sentence, as I arrived home this morning from work and went to bed! Don't need myself as one of my customers!

About my submission, I'm kind of regretting putting it in here. I really don't like to engage or add to the drama. I love looking at all of the artwork created on here, even more than I like drawing. I don't know who's cheating what, nor do I care. Just give me something to look at that makes me either laugh or go "WOW!" I'm disappointed in myself for even being drawn to read these forums at all anymore. But I DO like this particular one, and am consistently amazed at how artistic people's talents carry over from one genre to another. Who knew all these great artists could be such gifted writers, too!

solosater

Robindcr8l, I'm glad someone is sleeping well.

I agree, you sometimes think, "Why can't they see?" or, "I'll tell ‘em just what's wrong with ’em. Grrr!" but then you realize you'd just be adding to the trouble or at least not helping.

Self-control is a very good thing; I've wished I'd gotten control of myself a little earlier at times too.

Midnightpoet, I’m sorry you’re having trouble. I’m a real lover of words but terrible at free association; I tried not to over think the word list but that’s what I came up with.

I hope your writer’s block crumbles and you are able to give us some new stories like the last ones.

midnightpoet

It's a very good word list, I think, just with the word "alliance" in there, it makes me think of World of Warcraft...there are 2 opposing factions you can choose to play: alliance or horde. I am very strongly horde, so this list makes me want to write about "nasty alliance" and WoW...but I can't fit the rest of the words in with the concept.

solosater

Debased


I’d a suspicion something wasn’t right but kept trying to ignore it, surely the malevolence I felt was because of the costumes: Devils, Vampires, Grim Reapers. There seemed to be some Alliance of Evil, we should have been more specific in our invitations.

He wore a Bauta with a silver and black harlequin design. I didn’t recognize him; the only thing that stood out to me was the mask, it was similar to my own.

I wore a silver satin ball gown and a Columbine with a silver, ivory, and black harlequin design tied into my upswept curls. I’d brought my grandmother’s black lace fan in hopes of keeping cool in the crush.

The boulevard was shut down for the celebration but it was only a short walk to my flat on the other side of the building. I said good night and left; I didn’t know I he followed, how could I in that mess.

The salty smell of his sweat lingers on my sheets; I can’t get it out. It’s a nasty smell, one that brings it all back; they’ll have to go. I may have to go too, the integrity of my life no longer seems intact.

solosater

midnightpoet, I missed your last post, sorry to not respond earlier.

Try something completely different!

I think thats what I was doing with my first story on this list and it's like getting it out of your system or something.

I think it worked for me. I feel way better about my second story.

anotherronism

“Working the Boulevard” by Ron

Oh yeah. I know the boulevard.

I’ve been working that strip for years now.

My first pimp was Tyrone. He got his ass kicked by Jerome.

Then I was all about Jerome.

But Jerome got capped scoring a dime-bag.

So I made an alliance with two other girls.

Suzy and Frida; I think maybe Frida was Italian, or French, or something.

We’d saved up some money and we went to carnival in Brazil.

That was a mistake.

We worked for three days. Our integrity squelched.

We were nasty. We were salty.

And we were oh, so American and, well – white!

And there was a market for that. There was.

But we made too much money. And the malevolence showed.

Our suspicions about each other swished in the air like the bright and colorful streamers on the fan in our room. It oscillated.

The sheets were clean.

But Suzy soiled them when she killed Frida.

Suzy was a hard-ass.

And she never liked Frida.

We managed our way back to the states - back to the Boulevard.

Jerome was out. I gave him a call.

The stiletto was actually cute. Frida couldn’t know about it. And she didn’t.

Suzy was avenged.

anotherronism

Oh I messed that one up didn't I???

Oops...

solosater

Also, remember my new rule: you can change the tenses or pluralize (or singlize;-) but there is a 3-word penalty; for every change you make you remove 3 from the total, which is still 200 words.

I’d go so far as to say Fanny, Suspiciously, or Misalliance so if the words don’t work for you as they are change them a little so they do.

My Crown (even if by default), my rules!

solosater

I didn't catch it how'd you mess up?