[kittu]

WOOOH
i forced my friend to make a pk yay
-waves arms around- YEA SO
the contest shall be easy
now I want you all to write a whole story
and in every sentence the word 'red' must be
said at least once 8'I <3

It doesn't have to be serious |'D

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Username;
Name;
Story (400 word limit, red must be in every sentence!);

[.Eclipse.]

Username;
Eclipse<3
Name;
Raspberry (Aka Razzy)
Story (400 word limit, red must be in every sentence!);
Red is love. Red is life. 6 kinda sounds like red, so she likes that too. If your not red, then go away ugly. She wishes everything was red. Red is cool. She likes things that rhyme with red, so she make this poem;
Red is fred.
Red is lead.
Red is said.
Red is red.

[cakepopcat]

cutie pie ouo
good luck all

[Galactica Tsunami]

Username;
Name;
Story (400 word limit, red must be in every sentence!);
(WIP)

[Brûlée]

Dropping out

[undead]

Username; ~Kitteh Kats~
Name; Aura
Story (400 word limit, red must be in every sentence!);
Red rose, Red rose, How you are beautiful.
Red rose, Red rose, There's no one else like you.
Your sweet red coat
Your nice red paws
And the red, red, wind that wisps around you.
How you are so pretty, Like a red rose.
Red rose, Red rose, There's no one else like you.
Red rose, Red rose, How you are so beautiful.
The blood of your cat, red on the pavement.
The tears of your eyes, red on the pavement.
The heart of the man, red as the blood.
Your broken heart, Red on the pavement.
His lightning struck your poor red cat
His red heart had now turned black
The red red fire in his eyes, as he laughed and ran away
Shooting an arrow through your red heart.
You were not red, you were blue.
Red is blue
Red is blue
Red is blue

Dropping out

[witch3ry]

Username ;

miss who

Name ;

Calamari (nickname; Mari)

Story ;

wip

[mars]

My story will be serious though cx
Didn't pretty up, I'm quite too busy today. So sorry ;o;

Username; WajaGirl
Name; She would be known as Cayenne, named after the spicy pepper.
Story;

The glowing red sun set gently against the shady landscape, casting long shadows across the dismal earth. Scarlet beads of light spattered away as the sun set, the sky no longer a vivid red but instead changing into fainter pink and purple hues as twilight approached. A cool wind gently blew across the quiet landscape, drawing red petals from the cherry blossom trees into great swaths that tumbled in the turbulent air. A cry split the silence as a young robin trilled the last song of the night, his red breast seeming to flutter as each note erupted from his beak. Stars started to become visible in the dark sky, but one seemed different than the rest - instead of being a bright white it was a dull red and seemed much farther off. It was Mars, the great planet covered in red sand. The planet was actually much closer to Earth than it appeared to be, but yet not close enough for it's red sands to touch our browning planet. But maybe, some day thousands of years in the hazy red future, the planets will become closer together because of the pull of gravity. Maybe then the planets will collide, and the bright red sand will pour onto the Earth. But who knows, that red day is too far off for us to know!

[broker]

Username; Bonus

Name; Razzle (short for Razzle Dazzle)

Story;



"Razzle me red", as me granddad always said, in fact he had many a more sayings, reason to why he's called a puddin' head.

He liked to watch the cardinals fly to their nests, but what he liked best, were their bright red necks.

He'd call me out and say, "Watch with me," for you only live once, and this kind of red you must see.

So I sit there with him, and not comprehend his love for the color, but he'd only smile, and say "red isn't like any other"

And I'd watch the cardinal, I'd sit there and say, "red is just a shade, just as plain as gray"

For I cannot love what I cannot understand, and red is a color, just like purple, or tan

And what I cannot see, I cannot understand, so red is a shade, nothing more, nothing grand

But he'd sit there and smile, and speak once more, "Red is never bland, it is something much more then anyone can comprehend"

For I would stare quietly, as the red sun would begin to set, and I look to him, and think of his silly games, for I see no end, no end to his talk of shades.

. . .

Razzle dazzle, razzle me red, is all that's left, all that's to be said.



Other; I did it in the prescriptive of the Prism Keeper, but if she's not allowed to be color blind it can just be from a random, color blind person's presciptive. xvx <3

When is the end date? qvq

[finoodle]

Username; B L A Z E
Name; Ross
Story (400 word limit, red must be in every sentence!); OOO WIP