| metaweb | wants | to start a routine of Plurknovelas. Digital Storytelling with a plurktwist. Let the fiction begin! |
Jul 04, 2008 -
09:50AM
| metaweb | wants | to start a routine of Plurknovelas. Digital Storytelling with a plurktwist. Let the fiction begin! |
| metaweb | says | Melissa was much older than her face told. She had been planning this for a while now. The time was right ... just as she had imagined. |
| metaweb | says | (next person please add the following story chunk) |
| nnorris | says | she was confident because her family was near. They had always been so supportive |
| Skip Z | Still she questioned, was it the right time, am I the one who can do it? |
| pdonaghy | says | Deep in her own thoughts, she didn't notice Brian enter the room. |
| fceblog | Brian was tall, slim and still kept that mysterious look, which was the secret of his charm. |
| metaweb | (editorial note: see blog post franksblog.edublogs.org/2008/07/04/plurknovelas-fictional-digital-storytelling-with-a-plurktwist/ for archiving details) |
| BethRitterGuth | is | But, she wasn't concerned with him; she was worried about the thing under her chair. |
| mindelei | She was aware of it immediately, there was a disconcerting heaviness all around her. |
| cobannon | Fear rooting her in place, she was too frightened to look, scream, anything at all. Seeing the frozen look on her face, Brian laughed. |
| ✿honeymic | "Relax," he cooed in a smoky voice. "I put in there just for you." |
| milobo | says | Brian's look of surprise gave her the confidence she needed to carry out her plan here and now, before the others had a chance to interfere. |
| Skip Z | Melissa knew as she pulled out the maglock and turned the door handle quickly, that, once the rest were locked on the other side of the door |
| ✿honeymic | she could deal with the unexpected "gift" under her chair without involving others. |
| bookjewel | The real problem was going to be her Aunt Maree's reaction to the whole situation. She tended to faint at the first sign of excitement. |
| lizbdavis | Brian watched her exit, leaving his gift behind. I guess today wasn't the day to propose, he thought, tucking the blue box in his pocket. |
| LynDragon | is | On the other side of the door, Melissa breathed a sigh of relief as she thought about how to now put her plan into action. |
| ✿honeymic | She knew she could never give herself fully to Brian until she dealt with the current situation, no matter the danger or the cost. |
| ✿honeymic | She thought he understood that, but could never stay angry at him for long. |
| ✿honeymic | "I only hope he understands the meaning of the ring I switched out of the blue box," she thought, while idly touching the sparkling diamond |
| ✿honeymic | she had tenderly hung on her necklace and which lay right next to her heart. |
| metaweb | Then as id from nowhere, Dante entered. His arrogance filled her. And then she remembered -- everything ... |
| mindelei | She couldn't believe how fast things were changing. Life used to make sense, but she felt as though she was questioning everything she knew. |
| nononi | If Dante was going to continue to disrupt her life with his houdini-esque reappearing acts, she would never be able forget what had happened |
| BethRitterGuth | because it was the scariest moment of her life. |
| ✿honeymic | Reminding herself that she had her family's unwavering support, and registering that Aunt Maree was nowhere in site, she knew the time had |
| ✿honeymic | come to act. She withdrew the knife from her tunic and blinked as the light from the chandelier ricocheted off it's tip. She turned her |
| ✿honeymic | feet towards Dante, and took the first step towards her destiny. |
| jasonwrites | is | Dante's gaze met her own and his widened eyes revealed a strangely swirled combination of bemusement and mild terror. |
| sharon_elin | "Oh, dear! Yes, of course. This is Aunt Maree's heirloom ham slicer, and here I am about to bloody it." She flung it in the sink, disgusted. |
| mindelei | If only she had realized that it wasn't really ham in the slicer, perhaps lives would have been saved! |
| lisibo | Instead, she grasped the standard lamp and angled it so that the light blinded Dante. |
| sharon_elin | "Sing!" She shook the light at him and he winced and backed away. "Sing, Dante, like your life depended on it!" |
| pdonaghy | "No Dante!" cried Aunt Maree, as she rushed in. "Whatever you do, don't sing!!!" |
| milasunshine | but Dante, as always, did what he was forbidden to do. The room filled with his strong and beautiful voice. And suddenly... |
| tarakbr | the beautiful voice stopped and the man burst into tears. Sobbing, his begging eyes turned to Melissa |
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