The Ironsong Tribe

Ironsong Ultra-Short Six Word Story Contest

I am holding a creative writing contest for ultra-short stories! Your job is to write an ultra-short story of no more than six words. The contest will run for two weeks, and you may enter as many stories as you wish. Have fun!

Goal
Write a six-word story consistent with the Warcraft world.

Duration
The competition will last two weeks. It will be over on May 6, 2010.

Prizes
Three prizes will be awarded, for the winner and two runners-up. Prizes will be distributed after the moot on May 6, at 7 p.m.

Rules
1) Your story may be no more than 6 words long
2) Contractions (e.g. don't, can't, she's) count as one word
3) You may enter as many stories as you like
4) The story does not need to mention Warcraft concepts explicitly, but it must be consistent with the Warcraft world.
5) Submit your stories as replies to this post in "Exciting Events"
6) Friends of Ironsong are welcome to participate

Examples

Here are some examples of six-word stories to give you an idea:

For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
-- Ernest Hemingway

Gown removed carelessly. Head, less so.
-- Joss Whedon

Easy. Just touch the match to
-- Ursula K. Le Guin

Two blades, multiple wounds, no trace.

spinning branches casting earnestly, raid saved.

Enraged swings, shields blocking, victorious again.

Ever progressing forward, The Ironsong Tribe.

Where's my money? Where'd Lucinther go?


(( I'll have some more tomorrow ))

The Gnomes' grand scheme was unleashed!


p.s. Exclamations make it more exciting!


p.p.s. May 6 is my birthday!

Spell complete, the Dark Portal opens.

Forests burn, mountains crumble - Deathwing comes.

Armies assemble, more souls for Frostmourne.

Kil'jaeden defeated, the Sunwell burns again.

The archdruid sleeps, the Nightmare seethes.

Just one more bear- "Ding!" "Grats!"

(More later, when the gnome has had her afternoon nap. Heh.)

Shiny wrapped paper box, Noodle's birthday?

Donalzon steps to the fore, resolute.

Firworks fly, more anniversaries yet to come.

Aracna and Firvan fighting yet again?
Wolfe, you keep out of it!

Plate wearers front, dresses dead behind.

Garrosh v Thrall: We all lose.

Warchief Garrosh? I'll kill him first.
- High Overlord Saurfang

Skrap's Rules: Pull pin, THEN throw.

Knives alone cannot end a war.

A new helmet is no cookpot!

93 days counting, still no dragon...

Spiders, wolves, boars, cats. All good.

Axe sharpened. Hair shimmering. To battle!

The smell pervades. Dwarves are near.

One Goblin engineer. One giant explosion.

"Where's my wife?" "She's dead, Mankrik."

Nadi shrieks. Divine Intervention! "Rez please."

Oh no, not again! Why Me!?
~Gamon

I kissed a Mojo and... "ribbit."

Bunny ears applied. "Charge forth, Kosath!"

Sewer Carp cookies! Where'd everyone go?

Can you fly Lil'XT? *punts*

Demon summonded, cookies baked - raid time!

Leilani rustles, content; all is well.

Ituhala twitches. Lailya's plant is weird.

"Insulting Lord Bloodvalor? Worth the arrest."

The call to arms: sing true!

Raid time? Dentik, I need flasks!

Brewfest keg. Sreng is drunk again.

Brostorm! Sorry guys, I need rez.

Is low mana a problem? Evocate!

Lich King dead. Kuskuh returns, hopefully?

It's June! Beer horns! VerMoot time!

Into Apothecarium Kosath and Kretol avenge.

Candy and sweets? Where's that Anca?

Fresh baked cookies! Coranda secretly sent?

Up in mountains of Mulgore; Ironsong.

Authenticators are awesome. Everybody needs one!

Strength and Honor! Victory or Death!

Blood Oath of the Horde. Lok'Tar!

Orcs - tempered in fire, cleaving mightily!

Cliff jump. Chute deployed...too soon.

Bleed, little Gnome. Nganga is thirsty.

Rocket cat halts. "Someone res Noodle."

"Can he see stealth?" "WEEEEEE!" "Yep."

Slow blink in the shadows. Pounce!

First Tree vs. Paladin duel continues.

Slack-jawed daffodils? Korth'azz is mulch.

"More dots!" "STOP DOTS!" "Minus fifty!"

<enter> [Raid] [Nganga]: 12753333333333Gah! <esc> /facepalm

Truly, his arrogance was his undoing.

What? I'm not standing in the

Nganga Wrote:Rocket cat halts. "Someone res Noodle."

Flaming kitty?! Divine Intervention! /whispers "Bubblecat!"

It all begins in six words.

Locks once locked now are open.

Dragons, dragons everywhere.... where to hide?

Multiple wounds, is it dead yet?
Nope, guess not, stab it again!

There are too many elves here....
Why are there so many hunters?
Gah! Elf hunters... the worst combination.

Where have all the cookies gone?

Tank needed! I'm getting beat on....

So many raids, so little time.

rogue sprint.... " LEEEEEEROY JEEENNNNKKIIINNNS!".... .... oh crap.

Famous last words: Its tamed, really!


Knives can too end a war!

PUll string, go boom! *maniacal laughter*

(( i'll have more eventually! ))