open || a collaborative writing game in honor of nanowrimo!

[complementing]

WHO: YOU!
WHERE: Recollé Community Center, gymnasium
WHEN: Forward dated to November 15th
WHAT: A creative writing event hosted by your local ReVA coordinator, Minako.
WARNINGS: None foreseen, see the OOC post for more information!

[Hello! Welcome to the Recollé Community Center, where Minako is hosting a NaNoWriMo event today as a fall ReVA event. NaNoWriMo, or the National Novel Writing Month, encourages writers to push themselves to the limit and write a 50,000 word novel by the end of the month. Obviously, this is a big undertaking, and ReVA by no means expects anyone to do that today. Instead, Minako has planned a fun, light-hearted, and quick creative writing activity.

Signs posted on the walls leading into the gym area explain what will happen:]

1) Sit down at any table you'd like!
2) On the provided sheet of paper, write down 1-2 sentences to start off a story.
3) Please be mindful of younger group members and refrain from writing inappropriate stories.
4) Don't let anyone see your writing!
5) Once you're done, pass it to the person on your right.
6) Write a 1-2 sentence continuation of the story you receive.
7) Fold down the previous writer's sentences!
8) Repeat steps 3-5 for however many people are at the table.
9) Read the story outloud and enjoy the results of your writing!
10) Feel free to switch to other tables.

[For people who are stuck on writing their starter sentences, there are some lists at the table for your perusal, but otherwise, let your imagination run wild.]

Comments

[invocate]

The sun would rise soon, bringing with it a new day and new opportunities. As he turned into the highway, he reached over and flipped on the radio.

[compendiem]

It crackles to life, static wavering in and out as he adjusts the knob, but while the signal is weak, he's able to make out a few words: "...wiped out... popula... only two hundred remain, but the undead are now headed towards--" before the radio goes dead. A new day and new opportunities, he tells himself, and he will get through this one too.

[lesinset]

The sun rising would do nothing to some of the undead, though he had wished the legends were far more accurate. Daylight would give them a few more hours to restock and replenish, to rest and regroup, but he knew the others would already be moving on. He will catch up to them soon.

[invocate]

He glanced at the shotgun laying on the seat beside him and mentally tallied how much ammo he had left. Pressing down on the gas pedal a little harder, he tried to not think about how much he had used the night before.