I feel in a rather creative mood today so came up with something to use it. I will search randomly on wikipedia using the random articles tool to get ideas for a short story. So let's begin by getting the ideas.
Who (search random article and find two names First and Last) Karyala
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karyala
Who (search random article and find two names First and Last) Karyala
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karyala
What (what the story is about) Skull Island
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skull_Island
Where (where it is set) Osiglia
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Osiglia
Why (why are the events in the story happening) War loot
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_loot
I did have to edit the picks a bit as they weren't really anything to do with the one i was picking for, so let's begin.
In a small town in Italy called Osiglia, where nothing much happens at all and everyone only ever dreams of leaving the town and heading to a bigger city like Rome or Venice. People rarely leave the town and if they do it is often for a holiday or the occasional business trip. But not much business happens here with a population of about 500 people nothing much happens.
That is until one young girl was born. Karyala was born with crystal blue eyes, olive skin and the hint of long flowing blonde hair to grow into. From the moment her parents saw her they knew she wasn't going to be the average kid. They could see her sense of adventure in her straight away. Whilst Karyala was being held in her mothers arms for the first time she reached up and grabbed the pearls around her mothers neck and smiled. Growing up she always held this sense of discovery and intrigue. Always looking at things and analysing them. She broke the mould of the dumb blonde by going to univeristy and getting a major in archelogy.
Her whole life changed one evening though when she was in her Roman apartment and received a package under her door, she opened her door but no one was there. "That concierege is sneaky" she muttered to herself as she picked up the package. It was unmarked, no name, no return address. It felt bulky in her arms, how did it fit under the door? She wondered. As she opened it and looked inside she saw an old document a printed letter and photographs. She laid them all on her bed and took the printed letter and began to read it.
Dear Karyala
My name is Joseph Vinciatti. I am writing to you from the Vatican. I am a member of the historical team here. We specialise in finding historic items around the world for collections in museums, we do this without any benefit and give all credit to the discoverer. That's where you come in. It has come to our intention that a place by the name of Skull Island holds many treasures from some of the great wars of our time, from the Ancient Greeks to the riegn of Hitler. We are not sure how this war loot arrived there, but that is for you to find out and bring it back to be distrubted to the right countries. The reason I have selected you is because the island is believed to be off the coast of Osiglia (If my sources are correct you grew up here). So who knows this place better than you. Please find enclosed my business card. Look over the facts and contact me with your thoughts and response.
To be continued
Why (why are the events in the story happening) War loot
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_loot
I did have to edit the picks a bit as they weren't really anything to do with the one i was picking for, so let's begin.
In a small town in Italy called Osiglia, where nothing much happens at all and everyone only ever dreams of leaving the town and heading to a bigger city like Rome or Venice. People rarely leave the town and if they do it is often for a holiday or the occasional business trip. But not much business happens here with a population of about 500 people nothing much happens.
That is until one young girl was born. Karyala was born with crystal blue eyes, olive skin and the hint of long flowing blonde hair to grow into. From the moment her parents saw her they knew she wasn't going to be the average kid. They could see her sense of adventure in her straight away. Whilst Karyala was being held in her mothers arms for the first time she reached up and grabbed the pearls around her mothers neck and smiled. Growing up she always held this sense of discovery and intrigue. Always looking at things and analysing them. She broke the mould of the dumb blonde by going to univeristy and getting a major in archelogy.
Her whole life changed one evening though when she was in her Roman apartment and received a package under her door, she opened her door but no one was there. "That concierege is sneaky" she muttered to herself as she picked up the package. It was unmarked, no name, no return address. It felt bulky in her arms, how did it fit under the door? She wondered. As she opened it and looked inside she saw an old document a printed letter and photographs. She laid them all on her bed and took the printed letter and began to read it.
Dear Karyala
My name is Joseph Vinciatti. I am writing to you from the Vatican. I am a member of the historical team here. We specialise in finding historic items around the world for collections in museums, we do this without any benefit and give all credit to the discoverer. That's where you come in. It has come to our intention that a place by the name of Skull Island holds many treasures from some of the great wars of our time, from the Ancient Greeks to the riegn of Hitler. We are not sure how this war loot arrived there, but that is for you to find out and bring it back to be distrubted to the right countries. The reason I have selected you is because the island is believed to be off the coast of Osiglia (If my sources are correct you grew up here). So who knows this place better than you. Please find enclosed my business card. Look over the facts and contact me with your thoughts and response.
To be continued
I like this idea for a prompt. It's really clever and now you have to write more dammit!
ReplyDeletehey really good story Adam I like how you put the war loot in... coincidence I think not
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