In school we have a writers club...and I for some odd reason got voted vice president. I thought up of a venting activity we could do though. I like to call it ragdoll.
Basically the rules go like this
1. You see a person. Male, female, whatever you want.
2. Setting's up to you
3. You do whatever your feelings portray. If you're angry and want to kill, have at it. If you feel like adventure and you're antsy go team up and kill a dragon together.
You get what I'm saying?
Then you flip the perspective. So if you're in love maybe describe what they're thinking about you. :< If you're maiming them by tearing their flesh from their bones you'll describe the pain. It doesn't have to be morbid. I encourage variety so if you write happy things that's completely fine.
I even have my own example...It's kinda...depressing if you ask me and I think it still needs work after I've edited it for what seems to be the 6th time...but I'm still posting.
Here we go:
Walking down a dirt road in the forest was an average girl going at a medium pace. As she walked, her silver necklace scrapped against her cold shivering skin after every step she took. To be honest, she hated walking...and yet she trudged on; she had a mission. What this mission was, however, she did not know for sure. This feeling she had was strange and unfamiliar to her and she had no idea what to do about it. All she knew was that she wanted to talk to him. She felt like she needed to be with him.
Why did she want to talk to him? He was the one who broke her heart into glass-like shards...and yet she trudged on. And there he stood in the path underneath the trees looming over them, making the sky's stars unseen. He reached out his hand and called her forward. Her mind raced telling her to run away, that what she was doing was foolish. She didn't listen, she couldn't listen as she slowly walked forward to him.
This isn't what you want, is it? For him to play you like a puppet? You are the toy, he is the child. You want this? To trick you and just use you for what he wants and then throw you away when he finally gets tired of you? This isn't right and you know it. Please. Listen to me. Please...listen.
Her thoughts pounded in her skull as he started to sing in his velvet voice as they walked the path together to their unknown destination. It was almost like he was trying to lull her away from his lies and distract her from all common sense left in her head. The girl was becoming even more confused than she already was before. She felt happy being with him here and wanted this moment to last forever. And then in a whir his arms were completely locked around her.
The girl was scared, but wanted to stay because she felt happy that he wanted to hold her. Happy that he wanted to be with her as much as she wanted to be with him...but no. She knew better. She knew he did not truly love her back. All an evil trick and a lie that she did not need.
She remembered the necklace she wore around her neck; a tiny but sharp sword on a weak chain. With one free hand she pulled it with all the strength she had in her. The charm broke off the chain as he bent his head down to kiss her cheek and continue down to her neck. And then, with all the strength she still had, she stabbed into his soft side causing him to quickly let go of her. Instead of worrying about the wound he recently received, he looked like he was trying to figure out why this seemingly innocent girl had just stabbed him in his stomach. Without another thought she pulled away with tears in her eyes.
She ran and ran with all her might from the bleeding boy.
(I'd really like opinions on this so...please respond.)
[edit: also it would be appreciated if you posted comments on other people's work as well. I'm sure they'd like that.]
Basically the rules go like this
1. You see a person. Male, female, whatever you want.
2. Setting's up to you
3. You do whatever your feelings portray. If you're angry and want to kill, have at it. If you feel like adventure and you're antsy go team up and kill a dragon together.
You get what I'm saying?
Then you flip the perspective. So if you're in love maybe describe what they're thinking about you. :< If you're maiming them by tearing their flesh from their bones you'll describe the pain. It doesn't have to be morbid. I encourage variety so if you write happy things that's completely fine.
I even have my own example...It's kinda...depressing if you ask me and I think it still needs work after I've edited it for what seems to be the 6th time...but I'm still posting.
Here we go:
Walking down a dirt road in the forest was an average girl going at a medium pace. As she walked, her silver necklace scrapped against her cold shivering skin after every step she took. To be honest, she hated walking...and yet she trudged on; she had a mission. What this mission was, however, she did not know for sure. This feeling she had was strange and unfamiliar to her and she had no idea what to do about it. All she knew was that she wanted to talk to him. She felt like she needed to be with him.
Why did she want to talk to him? He was the one who broke her heart into glass-like shards...and yet she trudged on. And there he stood in the path underneath the trees looming over them, making the sky's stars unseen. He reached out his hand and called her forward. Her mind raced telling her to run away, that what she was doing was foolish. She didn't listen, she couldn't listen as she slowly walked forward to him.
This isn't what you want, is it? For him to play you like a puppet? You are the toy, he is the child. You want this? To trick you and just use you for what he wants and then throw you away when he finally gets tired of you? This isn't right and you know it. Please. Listen to me. Please...listen.
Her thoughts pounded in her skull as he started to sing in his velvet voice as they walked the path together to their unknown destination. It was almost like he was trying to lull her away from his lies and distract her from all common sense left in her head. The girl was becoming even more confused than she already was before. She felt happy being with him here and wanted this moment to last forever. And then in a whir his arms were completely locked around her.
The girl was scared, but wanted to stay because she felt happy that he wanted to hold her. Happy that he wanted to be with her as much as she wanted to be with him...but no. She knew better. She knew he did not truly love her back. All an evil trick and a lie that she did not need.
She remembered the necklace she wore around her neck; a tiny but sharp sword on a weak chain. With one free hand she pulled it with all the strength she had in her. The charm broke off the chain as he bent his head down to kiss her cheek and continue down to her neck. And then, with all the strength she still had, she stabbed into his soft side causing him to quickly let go of her. Instead of worrying about the wound he recently received, he looked like he was trying to figure out why this seemingly innocent girl had just stabbed him in his stomach. Without another thought she pulled away with tears in her eyes.
She ran and ran with all her might from the bleeding boy.
(I'd really like opinions on this so...please respond.)
[edit: also it would be appreciated if you posted comments on other people's work as well. I'm sure they'd like that.]
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