Zkl Mini Epics, Post Yours Here!

[cosmichedgehog]

original post started by Raindragon on 9 November 03

Ok, this might be a bit hard to explain but one day in my English class we made up these very short, one paragraph stories called mini-epics. When writing a mini-epic you have to describe something, which makes people believe it is one thing and at the last minute, write a sentence that reveals it is something else. So hard to explain.
For example: You might write about someone with beautiful eyes and soft hair - this will make you think the writer is talking about a beautiful woman. But then at the last minute they would say something like 'meow' and you would discover that they were actually talking about a cat!
Hope you get it. Anyway I thought we could all share our own mini-epics in this thread. This is the one I did in class. I don't think it's very good but here it is anyway as another example...

The Dragon
The beast's fierce luminaries gazed straight ahead. The wide maw was agape in the action of roaring. Leathery wings billowed out as the wind caught them. The dragon's vast abdomen guarded a horde of gold. With the speed of a sailfish, the ship sailed onwards across the blue beyond.

That was meant to be a sort of viking ship. Now post yours and see if people can guess correctly what you are talking about


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J.Mand:
I remember reading a story in our independant school magazine that went like this:

I was doing my homework when I realized I wasn't alone. I turned around and saw her. She was there, in all her beauty. I tried to ignore her, focus on my homework, but she kept making eyes at me and I knew: It's always an enjoyment with her. I could't resist and turned to her. Again, my feelings had won from my common sence.
I embraced her. My lips touched hers. Then, I slowly started lifting her. I lifted her up in the air until the sweet, cold fluid flowed from her mouth into mine. And again, I realized that Heineken is the best beer in the world.
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Wally:
Ohhhhhh...... so you like beer?
IT IS BAD FOR YOU!
Red wine is not bad! VIN ROOOUUUGE!

Here they are, in their herd, doing herd activities. The younger ones of the group are testing their strength at each other.... they are hunted for many years... and who can blame the hunters? Everybody hates Hiphoppers...
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<span style='color:gray'>kielo91:
The massive head entwined itself in a spiral pattern & spat maliciously. Its piercing red eyes flashed vigorously. The luminosity of the colossal creature was at its most flamboyant stage. The leathery wings beat stalwartly against the howling winds. As it gradually rose into the midnight sky, it gave off one more shocking shimmer of piercing blue. The massive bulk of the deep blue radiance creature beat its muscular wings one last time, before a thunderous, earsplitting screech sounded. As the gargantuan, glittering, blue beast looked up, it immediately came crashing down upon an unfathomable pit of razor sharp boulders; screeching its own pathetic roar as it went. The majestic beast was dead.

This was supposed to be one about a massive dragon. Hope it didn't sound too bad.</span>
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KittyCatt:
No it was good! Sad but good.

Heres mine:

As he lay down on his bed, I could tell that the old man of the forest was sick. Trapped in a cage at a roadside freakshow. As the health-giving leaves that he so desperately needed dropped through the bars of the ceiling he barely gave them the merest glance. The poor guy just lay, dying on the cold cement floor. His hand reached out to touch mine through the bars, and is deep brown eyes met mine. As he struggled to breathe, I knew I was too late.

The old male Orangutan was dead.



WAHHHHHHHHHHH!! I'm sad just writing it!!!
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<span style='color:gray'>kielo91:
As I held on to the tremendously pale hand, I flinched faintly as the extreme coldness stung to the touch. As I look into his eyes, I see nothing but blankness; a vague expression upon his weary face. His appearance has faded to nothing but a complete, mind-numbing feebleness. A sob rises from the bottom of my throat & I strain to keep it down. He struggles, but squeezes my hand ever so slightly. But that squeeze was enough for me. He closes his eyes, lets go of my hand, & flips both hands over, palms up towards the heavens. I see his chest rise one last time before nothing but silence erupts, & I see one single tear stream down the cheek of my lifeless father.

Don't make me choke up now. I already am about to, though... </span>
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Invader Necro:
Okay, here's my horrible addition.

I ran my hands over her soft pelt, wincing a bit as I felt her blood. She looked at me with sad, pathetic eyes. As if she were begging for me to let her go. I couldn't refuse, I pulled out the plug and her heart stopped. Even as a nurse, this was too much for me. Even though this human fox hybrid was a criminal, I couldn't help but wonder. What made this lone gunner have a sudden change of heart?

The fox/human (Who's really a fox/angel who can't die) is my character, Keravanos the Thunderbolt. In Role Plays, she is an outlaw. Okay, it sucked. Oh well, it was worth a shot.