Fan Fiction Competition!
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08-04-2010, 09:00 AM
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RE: Fan Fiction Competition!
:cool:Me too Tyger, in the same boat re the writing, the best that I have come up with so far is,
Running through the bustling London market, he pushes past early morning shoppers. Merchants' shouts reverberate around the square, their offers ringing in his ears as he runs faster. The Russians are closing in; he sprints for all he is worth, knowing the commotion behind him is doubling as his Russian pursuers push the same path through the crowd. He runs down an alley and hides in an alcove, pulling his phone from his pocket. Young, healthy lungs are racked as he tries to draw breath and wipes the blood from the mobile's screen. He dials. "Tom? It's Lucas, get me out of here NOW!". To which Tom replies, ' HA, I told you not to sleep with my sister'. Lucas North: Your situation is more precarious than you realize, Connie, so stop pressing buttons and give us something. Connie James: Threats don't work with a person who has nothing to lose. Lucas North: Oh, you're too ingenious to think that I'm threatening you. I'm offering you a simple choice: help us or don't. I'll leave you to compute the implication. |
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