RP612fic: The Stories (2009)

Ah, the power of the internets+cooperation: start out with a random idea, end up with approximately a hundred stories, transmitted through twitter over the course of the day; sure they’re six word stories but they are a hundred six word stories that didn’t exist before Independence Day 2009–and boy, some of those concepts are just itching to be made into longer works.

Thanks to everyone who joined in the fun–here’s the roster of authors and some of my favorite contributions:

(Note: Dom has some explanations for his six word stories here. I’ll follow suit in a later post.)

Edit:  Sean over at “To the tale, and other such concerns” sends in some good ones – segregated by genre too. My favorite:

Balut vendors terrorized by giant duck.

Edit 2: A late submission from Andrea D.C. follows:

One diwata. One Chinay. True love.

I’ve got the full screen-grab of stories (and some tagged banter) after the cut. Some are NSFW and not everything is, strictly speaking, six words–but each one helped make this an Independence Day to remember for me. You’ve seen my favorites above… Which ones tickled your patriotic fancies? Let us know in the comments!

Again, thanks to everyone who participated, who spread the word, and even those who just read the stories. Once more with feeling: Happy Independence Day Philippines! See you all next year ^_^

And now: the stories…

(Just be a bit patient as it’s a large file.)

Apocrypha

In commemoration of the launch later today of “A Time for Dragons” I thought I’d post a slightly cleaned up version of a story of mine that didn’t make the cut. It’s a bit of an odd story – is “quasi-Genesis-myth “a genre? – but I felt nostalgic after reading it again so I decided what the hell: it’ll stand as a testament to the fact that not everything I submit will make the grade ^_^;

So it’s a tale you wish is it? A tale of the Dragons and their end?

That… is a tale of some controversy. Yes, there is controversy even in heaven my little cherub; for wherever the truth lies hidden, there you will find the contending minds and hearts of men… even men who have achieved their eternal reward.

Is not all truth already revealed to us you ask, we of the elect who have eaten of both Fruits of the Garden? It is certainly the case that in heaven the Truth is an open book to us – but it is a very, very, thick book, and even eternity may be too short a time to pore over its depth and breadth.

Ah I see you grow impatient; you came for a tale after all, and not to hear the philosophies of an old man; I was old when I died though I come from the youngest of ages, from the generation of the Rapture… and this is why I know the tale of the Dragons. Only the First and the Last of our kind ever laid eyes on them, for good or ill. I shall endeavor to accede to your request little cherub, although I should warn you that much of the story is woven of fable and legend, for in the book of Truth, the Dragons and their fates were written in the finest of print.