right - you now know where you are on the - or will do by tomorrow - what are you going to do next? move, make a base, look for food and water?
think it through. justify your decisions. think of the consequences of your choices and imagine writing daily diary entries with deliciously rich sentences full of emotions, vivid descriptions and capturing the drama of the events. but write sparingly - let each sentence drip with chilling realism...
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Mr Woody, do we write it on this blog?
CYA 2morrow at school!
Ernesto
What does ^_^ mean?
I think I will do gr8 writing!
P.S. Mr Woody knows who I am. But will I say? NO! And will he say? NO! B coz if he does, he shall be SEVERELY punished.
who is mr brainy, i wonder...
as for your good question, ernesto - you should have been listening in class today - i have already told you where to write - and it's not on here - would be too cumbersome to read through everything in this format - good idea though.
hopefully we will get something like 'moodle' to do our shared writing in.
will keep you posted on that one too.
Hey Mr Woody!
Sounds like fun! By the looks of things in class, Sigrid has already started. Am I correct? I hope I am! I was also wondering, would me and one of my team mates punnish the other one? She hasn't been very co-operative. Hey, I have an idea! How about you get the rest of the class to try and guess who I am! He he! That would be quite amusing, don't you think?
As for a clue to my identity, I love writing. Shall I give you an example of my writing?
Don't look back! Whatever you do, don't look back! Her mothers solem words come back to her as she fights the urge to turn and look at the hazy shape that had been darting in and out of her vision, folowing her, for the last ten minutes.
Finally she glances back, and imediatly regrets it.
The shape, sensing she's looked, solidifys and takes the form of what could mockingly be called a man.It is about seven feet tall and of lanky build, with razor sharp claws extending from it's long fingers. It lets out a low growl, revealing dog-like teeth, starts to lope quickly towards her, its paw-like feet and hands carrying it easily down the steep slope.
She breaks into a run, slipping and slidding down the leaf covered slope. She leaps a log, only to have the rotting foliage slip out from beneath her feet as she lands.
"Omph!" she wheezes as the air is knocked out of her.
As she trys to get back up, the creature lands on her chest, pinning her to the ground.
"This will teach you not to join the Lady Crua!" He snarls, his terrorifying face inches from hers.
He rises up before shooting down again, sinking his sharp teeth into the soft, and oh so delisous, flesh of her shoulder.
"Good boy!" cooes Crua as she watches the goings on, through a screne, as she works her way happily through a bowl of ice cream.
Signed,
Urxan
hi there i no ur not aloud 2 identities but i didn't like my other one so i got this one
Sorry Mr Woody, Im doing my diary ding right now!
Bye!
mystery man is someone who already has another identity in here...
mystery man - start doing some research or you'll get booted...
and that goes for anyone else just chatting and not researching anything.
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