A contest with a pot of 4 STEEM + 4 @steembasicincome shares? You're in the right place!
131 @steembasicincome shares awarded till now (plus 22.57 SBD and 6 STEEM) through the contest in 28 weeks!
Here are today's extra-extended prize cathegories:
1st place : n. 3 STEEM
2nd place : n. 1 STEEM + 1 steembasicincome share
popular vote: n. 1 steembasicincome share (remember to vote your favourite!).
Best comment to stories from participants: n. 2 steembasicincome shares
@f3nix here, your bananaficient Wizard of Oz , taking to your ears great news!
Unsheathe your banana-lightsabers, proud storytellers! My application for the @curie Community Building Support Project has been accepted and we've been funded with 104 STEEM!!! A toast to @randomwanderings and all the @curie's team for continuing to support our community and its values. Thanks to this donation we'll be able to fully fund the Finish the Story and Mizu no Oto contests, moreover we're planning rewards for those participants that keep writing their stories, showing their loyalty to his potassiumness!
Don't forget that from this edition the best comment/curation from a participant to another will be rewarded with 2 SBI!
This contest is unique, from the brand to the amazing community behind it Join here our chat. One of the things I like the most is that we here prefer spontaneity over rules and we keep improve by establishing new heights for our creativity. Once again let me introduce you the ..
Map of the Bananafish Realms for squirrely adventurers!
tell to a friend about the contest!
vote, vote, vote your favourite story (and win 2 SBI)!
use the #finishthestory tag.
Try to post your story the earliest possible and not at the last moment (or after the results! argh!)
Sustain, comment and upvote each other as a true group of friends and fiction lovers.
Respect the 500 words limit.
Post in your blog instead than in the comment section.
help our contest & workshop to grow by giving it some visibility.
Metallic Kisses
Metallic Kisses
With the passage of time, the omnipresent buzz of the generators - and God knows what else in the bowels of that cathedral of circuits - had become like a second skin. Funny how the white noise coming from the racks was indifferent to him and could, at the same time, launch its messages in the most modulated and subtle of languages, in a perfect symbiosis. After months, Ethan was instantly aware when something in the monotonous chanting cracked, foretelling one of the increasingly frequent system errors. He was developing a third ear in place of a third eye.
He just smiled at the thought, his gaze fixed on the secondary pylons n. 6 and 11, the last still working in the experimental orbital station DDG-31/DD-936 Decatur, renamed "The Decaf".
Silence was a mute vowel screaming inside him. Always. React to the atrophic thinking. Dodge the anguish, sharp like the debris of that day. The slashed modules were like scenic elements for a cheap movie. All the modules except his one. Follow procedures, rituals, checklists. All this to not raise his gaze and stare, right in front of him, the hangover of so much pain.
Castaway. At some point, he had renamed the pylons Romeo & Juliet. For each orbital period, about 90 minutes, the two arms were almost touching each other. A fleeting kiss and again far away. From the beginning of the mission, he had liked to play the game of renaming equipment and modules with funny nicknames. He allowed himself a slow sigh.
The inclination of the station displayed the earth down there. He had promised never to look in that direction again but the mauve colour, so iridescent, so alive, so omnipresent, took him by surprise once again. He thought for a moment that it was.. beautiful.. and the remorse for that thought flooded him soon after. Ethan hid his face between his hands as the tears surfaced and many names knocked on his heart's door once again. Inside him, a spark of curiosity wondered if it was possible to locate one of the 19 towers between the mauve nanoparticles' clouds.
“Ethan, I suggest that you sleep in 30 minutes. I detect slightly high levels of cortisol, are…”
“Thank you. I was going right now, old scrap”. He replied to the metallic yet familiar voice through the speakers.
He suddenly suffocated all those idle musings, it was time to rest. According to Querquobad, tomorrow was going to be the day.
Join the fun! Here is how this contest works:
An unfinished fiction story or a script is posted.
You finish it with your own post or a comment in the comment section. A limit of 500 words is recommended.
YOU WIN! 4 STEEM + 4 @steembasicincome shares to the writers with the best ending.
The result will be out on Tuesday 25th September, 14:00 PM GMT+7 (U.S. West Coast time zone) avg. Submission and voting deadline: Monday 24th September, 12:00 PM - noon GMT+7 (U.S. West Coast time zone)
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