Fiction Story Writing

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eventCompletion Date

Before Sat, 31 Oct 2026 (anytime)

scheduleDuration

1 hour

descriptionDescription

I'm a short story writer looking for females aged 20 to 28 to participate in a fictional story writing. 1. Q&A format online 2. Involves roleplaying a giant within the story to help generate ideas 3. Can start/stop anytime, but must be able to commit at least 30mins continuous per round 4. Read the below excerpt to get a feel and must be interested in the concept 5. Will pay hourly, more if ideas are really good! Her foot swung above him, and his scream of utmost mortal terror joined the chorus. Dave’s knees gave way and he sank down to the ground, his arms gripping the lamppost in desperation. He looked up at a truly massive sole sweeping overhead, obscuring his view utterly of the giant who was about to just step on him like the speck he was to her, and could make out dirt and debris clinging to the warm, wrinkled skin there. Though it was in shadow, he could make out certain dark red stains there, amidst the general grime that had accumulated from her walk down, or on, the streets he lived. He thought, grimly, he was about to join them. Then, daylight. The god-like appendage passed by over him, and then struck the ground right beside him. The impact shook the ground with a tremendous, heavy ‘thud’ that reverberated through Dave’s entire body, silencing dozens of screams. Where before was a street packed with men and women fleeing was now the impossible, ludicrous sight of a massive foot, incredibly close to him so that it appeared to his relatively tiny viewpoint like a wall of pale white flesh. Rising to his unsteady feet, with his head ringing and feeling like it was packed with cotton wool, he reached out with his left arm, with his right still wrapped around the lamppost for support. Straining a little, he found that he could touch the real-life giant. Only his fingertips could just about graze the skin of her heel, with her ankle bone looming over him as though to mock his tiny size compared to her. Her skin felt warm to the touch, and smooth even with the thin lines criss-crossing its surface. This wall of flesh shifted, and Dave flinched back with a yelp. The giant’s foot rose ponderously from its crater, swung forwards, and landed a couple of hundred meters further down the street. Still clinging to his lamppost, he found that he could peer over the ridge of broken tarmac that had formed around the vast footprint as though this huge girl was walking on wet sand instead of a road, and could see what had become of those people who had fallen beneath her sole. Great smears of gore, flattened clothes, pancaked vehicles, and other bits and pieces that were rendered thoroughly unidentifiable by her step. Absolutely nothing could have survived. Others lucky enough to have avoided her step were either rendered catatonic with their near-brush with death, huddling on the sidewalk with thousand-yard stares, or had been driven into screaming fits of hysteria, yet Dave was barely aware of them.

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Super imaginative and able to roleplay a evil/sadistic giant!

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