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Posted: 3 days ago
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It is now time to announce the results!

Firstly, I would like to thank everyone who participated in the contest. It was very difficult for the Crazy Craztives to pick a winning entry, but since this was a contest there had to be a winner and a runner up.

The runner up is SoniRita for the following two entries...

1st Crime/mystery with characters Bittu and Bulbull and festive mood.

The autumn festival in town was a vibrant celebration, with golden leaves swirling through the air and stalls decorated with pumpkins and colorful lanterns. Bittu and Bulbull wandered through the festival grounds, the crisp air filled with the scent of cinnamon and roasted chestnuts. The townsfolk were bustling about, laughter mingling with the cheerful chatter of children playing games.

“Isn’t this the best time of year?” Bittu exclaimed, grabbing a caramel apple from a nearby stall. “Look at all the decorations!”

“It’s beautiful,” Bulbull agreed, but her gaze drifted toward a group of shady figures lingering near the edge of the fair. “But something feels off.”

Bittu shrugged, taking a bite of his apple. “You always think something’s off. It’s just the festival, Bulbull!”

“Look closer,” she urged, pointing discreetly. “Those guys are eyeing the donation box for the local charity. They’ve been hanging around for too long.”

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the festivities, Bulbull’s instincts kicked in. She led Bittu closer, keeping to the shadows as they observed the men huddled together, whispering furtively.

“Do you think they’re planning something?” Bittu asked, his tone suddenly serious.

“Absolutely,” Bulbull replied. “We have to stop them.”

Just then, one of the men slipped away from the group and approached the donation box, lifting the lid to peer inside. Bulbull acted quickly, grabbing a handful of colorful leaves from a nearby pile and throwing them in the air, creating a distraction.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” she shouted, her voice carrying through the festival.

The man startled and turned, and the others whipped around, eyes wide with surprise. “It’s just some kids!” one of them sneered.

Bittu stepped forward, brandishing a stick like a sword. “You picked the wrong festival to mess with!”

The crowd began to gather, curiosity piqued by the commotion. Sensing trouble, the men started to retreat, but Bulbull was already shouting for help.

“Thieves!” she cried. “They’re trying to steal from the charity!”

As festival-goers closed in, the men realized they were outnumbered. With the local security arriving, they had no choice but to flee, leaving the donation box untouched.

“Nice work, Bulbull!” Bittu said, grinning.

“Just another autumn adventure,” she replied, a proud smile on her face as they returned to the festivities, the scent of caramel apples and laughter surrounding them.

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2nd Horror with characters Maya Sarabhai and Jiya Malhotra and spooky

The air was thick with the scent of damp leaves as autumn descended upon the old Sarabhai estate. Maya Sarabhai stood on the creaking porch, her breath forming ghostly wisps in the chill. Once radiant, the garden now appeared lifeless, cloaked in a thick fog that cast an unsettling gloom over the landscape.

“Are you sure we should be here, Maya?” Jiya Malhotra’s voice trembled as she stepped onto the porch, her eyes darting to the darkened woods beyond. “They say the estate is haunted.”

“Ghosts are just stories,” Maya scoffed, but her voice wavered. She couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched, a cold prickle creeping down her spine.

As twilight deepened, shadows danced between the trees, and a mournful wind whispered through the branches. “Let’s explore,” Maya urged, her curiosity sparked. Jiya hesitated but followed her inside.

The old manor creaked with every step, the air stale and heavy. Cobwebs draped from the corners like veils of sorrow. As they entered the dimly lit parlor, a sudden chill enveloped them. A portrait of a woman in tattered clothes hung above the fireplace, her eyes seeming to follow them.

“Do you feel that?” Jiya gasped, glancing over her shoulder.

Before Maya could respond, a loud bang echoed from the hallway, and the lights flickered. “We should leave,” Jiya urged, her face pale. But Maya, intrigued, moved toward the sound.

In the hallway, a whisper floated through the air, “Help us…”

Jiya grabbed Maya’s arm. “We’re not alone!”

Suddenly, the temperature dropped, and Shadowy figures emerged around them, their mouths twisted in silent screams.

As terror seized at their hearts, the whispers grew louder, “Stay with us…”

Maya and Jiya turned to flee, but the shadows closed in, dragging them into the depths of autumn’s eternal night.

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And the winner is...

So-So

for the following entry:

Genre: Crime/Mystery
Character:
Sub-Inspector Asha
Vincent George/Vinnie SirMohit Kishenchandani
Theme: Nature

The rustling of leaves filled the air as the autumn wind swirled through the narrow streets of Mussoorie, carrying with it the scent of damp earth. Sub-Inspector Asha stood at the edge of the forest, her sharp eyes scanning the crimson-hued treetops. The case that had brought her here was as twisted as the knotted roots that crept through the underbrush. Two bodies had been found in the woods, both young, both mutilated. The serene hillscape had become the stage for a macabre mystery.

„Do you really think it's some kind of ritual?“ Mohit Kishenchandani, leaning against a car, he took a sip of a bottle. His hands trembled.

„Put that away, Mohit.“ Asha snapped, her eyes never leaving the forest. „We need your head clear. If you're not going to help, then go back.“

Mohit grumbled, but shoved the bottle into his jacket.

„Vincent George,“ Asha murmured to herself, pulling out her phone. She dialed, her fingers tapping the side of her leg impatiently.

On the other end, Vinnie Sir answered in his usual calm voice, „Asha, what can I do for you?”

„I need your help! I’m in Mussoorie. Brutal murder case. Whoever did this, knew what they were doing. It doesn’t seem random. Maybe ritual.“

„Mh, Mussoorie is known for ancient myths and legends. They often have a connection to nature. Maybe the answer lies in the forest itself.“ he replied. „Look for symbols, patterns.”

Asha paused, her eyes drifting to the towering trees that seemed to lean over them, as if eavesdropping. „You may be right. Please inform Ayush to do some research at the web. Meanwhile, we will comb the crime scene one more time. Thanks for your help. Bye!“

Mohit scowled, but when Asha started walking into the forest, he followed her with heavy steps.

The undergrowth was thick, branches snapping under their feet as they delved in the forest. The trees whispered secrets that neither of them could hear. The air grew cooler, more still.

After a while, Mohit stopped. „Look!“ His voice was tensed. „The leaves... they're arranged in a circle.“

Asha knelt down, her heart racing. Sure enough, the colorful autumn leaves had been meticulously arranged into a perfect circle, a symbol scratched in the dirt at the center. It looked ancient, unfamiliar, but it seemed to radiat malice.

Suddenly Mohit’s phone rang. Ayush! He put the phone on speaker.

„Mohit! I found something...” Ayush’s voice was agitated. „There’s a legend of a local tribe that worships autumn as the season of death and rebirth. They have a death ritual. The murders… maybe they’re sacrifices.”

Mohit paled and looked at Asha. Asha’s pulse quickened when she felt the presence of something. She turned sharply, her hand instinctively reaching for her gun.

From the shadows, a figure emerged. The face painted with the same symbol, like the scratched on the ground.

„It’s not over yet,” the figure hissed.

Autumn's silence was shattered by a gunshot.

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Congratulations to both of them!

All participants are now free to publish and advertise their entries.

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Edited by heavenlybliss - 2 days ago
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Posted: 2 days ago
#72

Results posted above

Check the postsmiley14

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Posted: 2 days ago
#73

Congratulations fellas,l I'd like to read the other entries too smiley42

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Posted: 2 days ago
#74

Congratulations Soni and So-So!smiley40 I absolutely loved all 3 entries - 2 runners up and the winner.smiley32

I would love to read all the entries for this contest.smiley9

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Posted: a day ago
#75

Wow thank you so much, cant believe itsmiley9 Thank you to the judges and thank you for this OS contest. lovely siggie wow and lovely tagssmiley42

Congrats So-So, what a thriller/killer OSsmiley32

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Posted: a day ago
#76

Thank you so much Neha and Mrinasmiley4

Yes would love to read all entries indeed :)

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Posted: a day ago
#77

Wow, I can't believe I won smiley9! Thank you so much for this amazing surprise. It was a lot of fun to write for this contest. Thanks a lot for the beautiful siggismiley42

Congrats SoniRita for your thrilling stories smiley32. I also would love to read all entries!

Edited by So-So - a day ago
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Posted: a day ago
#78

Thank you so much SoniRita, Mrina and Neha smiley9

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Posted: 13 hours ago
#79

Originally posted by: Satrangi_Curls

Congratulations fellas,l I'd like to read the other entries too smiley42

Tum apni entry post karo ya main karoon?smiley36

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Posted: 8 hours ago
#80

Originally posted by: heavenlybliss

Tum apni entry post karo ya main karoon?smiley36

I'll do it smiley36

Waiting for your comments on timeless bonds smiley9 *intehaa ho gayi intezaar ki* I've posted 12 chapters alreadysmiley36

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