Frankly, I'm terrified of all y'all. Judging from last week's stories, you butts could get totally ILLEGAL up in this joint if you had to. Remind me never to kidnap your crush and hold him for ransom. (Wait—TOO LATE! Just kidding. Maybe.) I'm in a foul disposition this week (89,000 Dagger points if you can name the movie from whence that phrase is derived) so let's dispense with the pleasantries and get right down to the nitty-gritty.
Sparklers' Choice (a TIE, with 11 votes each):
XTheInvincible—Her darkly fascinating story reminds me of the Jason Bourne series!
agentobe—Her hilarious approach to the prompt was a refreshing change of pace!
CONGRATS to all you future criminals! I was uber-impressed with the number of entries this week; it might be an all-time high! And now for this week's prompt:
Write a short story or prose poem (max 500 words) from the point of view of a character living a post-apocalyptic world. This person is in possession of THE ONLY "cure" for whatever is plaguing society (whether it be zombies, disease, robot overlords, etc). What is their course of action? Do they decide to be a hero, or do they use the cure for evil purposes? How did they come to posses the cure? (You don't have to answer these questions, they're just suggestions to get you started!)
EXTRA SPECIAL BONUS: Check out this hilariously awesome pic from Melian24! I'll let her explain: So I was messing around with this website tingamajig when I had this BRILLIANT idea, I put the latest Writer Wars post in, it did its magical magic and came up with this star, which I thought sort of was an amazing representation of us sparklers and manklers as a whole (especially since one of the larger words is butt. just sayin.)
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