Writing Challenge: Anyone up for it? [dialogue]?

[dasco]

Someone on here had this assignment for class and was looking for ideas, and I thought it was interesting and decided to try it myself. See the challenge, objective, topic, and criteria below.

Soo...here goes.

YOUR CHALLENGE: Write a Dialogue ONLY conversation between two characters.

TOPIC: The dialogue must center around two people who have committed a crime. You CANNOT reveal the crime they committed. They CANNOT say anything about about having committed a crime (the reader has to assume it from the conversation without you telling them). Think of them as talking in code about it. I use the word "crime" loosely. It can be them doing something they shouldn't have done.

YOUR GOAL: Make the conversation so interesting that people will 1) wish they could keep reading and 2) wonder what in the heII the characters did (in a good way, not in a confused way).

THE CRITERIA: It must be between two people. It must be dialogue ONLY. No action beats. The only dialogue tags you can use are 'she said', 'he said', and the character's name so we can keep track of who's talking. Because its worth repeating: They CANNOT say anything about about having committed a crime; it should be implied from the conversation. [Other criteria are mentioned in the TOPIC.]

LASTLY: Don't be afraid to think outside the box and be creative! Good luck with it. :)

[The conversation can be as long as you want it to be.]

[ammi]

Oh god...I haven't written in a long time. Might as well try it out and see how I do.

"Kevin, your idea of entertainment is pretty messed up."

"You just haven't lived in years, man. Don't you remember doing this in high school?"

"Well, sure. Hell, we used to let loose the science teacher, what was his name, Mr Finn's pet tarantula in random girls' backpacks. But since then I have, what is called, 'grown up ten years'. This, though...when Vic walks out for the morning newspaper..."

"He's going to be in for a surprise. Sh-t, Will, you don't think the guy deserves this?"

"Kevin. Kevin. Think for a second. You're acting like you're ten. Vic made out with your girlfriend in high school over ten years ago. We got him back for you then. Tell me, why we are doing this again?"

"I don't know. I'm back in town. Why the hell not?"

"I have no idea how I can even stand you still. If Vic finds out it was us, I'm going to be pissed. I have no idea why I even agreed to come with you tonight."

"You know you love me, Kevin."

[montgomery69]

Oh god...I haven't written in a long time. Might as well try it out and see how I do.

"Kevin, your idea of entertainment is pretty messed up."

"You just haven't lived in years, man. Don't you remember doing this in high school?"

"Well, sure. Hell, we used to let loose the science teacher, what was his name, Mr Finn's pet tarantula in random girls' backpacks. But since then I have, what is called, 'grown up ten years'. This, though...when Vic walks out for the morning newspaper..."

"He's going to be in for a surprise. Sh-t, Will, you don't think the guy deserves this?"

"Kevin. Kevin. Think for a second. You're acting like you're ten. Vic made out with your girlfriend in high school over ten years ago. We got him back for you then. Tell me, why we are doing this again?"

"I don't know. I'm back in town. Why the hell not?"

"I have no idea how I can even stand you still. If Vic finds out it was us, I'm going to be pissed. I have no idea why I even agreed to come with you tonight."

"You know you love me, Kevin."

“I told you we should have used an ax. It would have given us a cleaner cut.”

“Yeah, but the job’s done," Gabriel said. "No use complaining about it now, Alex.”

“Give me a moment alone with dear Cecily.”

“You’re sick, man. Real sick.”

“You wouldn’t love me if I was anything but, would you?”

“Whatever floats your boat.”

"She shouldn't have denied my advances. No one denies my advances," said Alex. "I need to hurry before she turns cold..."

[khalid]

"Did you think he saw?"

"How the hell should I know, Michael? I was running just as fast as you were."

"I think we're alright, man, don't you? I think we did OK, I think we got away, I think we did fine...."

"Yeah, well, listen to me, genius. Even if he didn't see anything, he's gonna smell it, sure as grass is green."

"Well, technically speaking, his grass isn't that green anymore...."

"Shut up, Michael. Shut the hell up."

"Hey! Hey, wait a minute, what was that for!? Oh come on, Dean, don't get all righteous, you don't have to hit me or anything! For Christ’s sake, Jesus..."

"I'll hit whatever I want, and right now I want to hit you. Well, Josh too, but since he isn't around-"

"Where's this coming from, man?"

"-and I honestly wouldn't mind taking a swing at whoever Josh's boss is. What kind of basket-case comes up with these ideas? And, better yet, what kind of desperate, stupid people are we to take him up on them? I mean, sure, we're broke, but-"

"Cool down, Dean, cool down. We've always done this, what's so special about this job? You're not gonna develop morals on me, are you?"

"-we really must be idiots to be broke for this long, and to not get a more normal job. And it's not being righteous or developing morals, Michael, it's having a heart."

"What the-? Hey, Dean! Dean! Dean, come back!"

[bothan]

"I loved picking the dirt out from under my nails in the back of the police van you, know? Don't look so blank, I hate that look. It's better when they kick and scream, or crying -- yeah, crying is the best. Did you look so empty when you found them all piled up, dripping into the carpet?" he said.

"Did you look so self-satisfied when you'd finished?" she said.

"Doesn't everyone?"

"I don't know. I don't remember,"

"I watched her, from behind a wall you know? I watched her scramble up and stagger down the lane, barely able to stand. She looked so small then, so pale in the moon," he said.

"Does the Doctor tell you you're sick?" she said.

"Not outright, but she doesn't need to. What does the Doctor tell you?" he said.

"That I should try to remember better. I wish I could get the images you craft out of my head," she said.

"You're welcome. I'm rather proud of my descriptive skills," he said.

"Is that what you did then, plan it all before -- every little detail so your fantasy would be perfect?" she said.

"Exactly, poetry in motion," he said.

[weiford]

"What have I done, what have I done?"

"Don't go drowning yourself in guilt now, Mari. We're not finished yet."

"I don't think . . . "

"Don't even finish that sentence, Mari. I know what you're going to say: 'I don't think I can do this Tom! One is enough. I can't do this anymore.' Or something like that."

"Don't mock me."

"You're mocking yourself. Look at you, acting so pathetic. You're all talk, but then what did I expect?"

"Hmph."

"And now the silent treatment? You're such a child, Mari. We came into this together, but when it comes down to the crunch you decide to give up. Don't make me laugh. You're weak, Mari. Acting tough on the outside when really you just want to run back home, cover your head with a pillow and act like this is a nightmare. But understand this: you're hands are already dirty, and not wanting to suffer the consequences isn't going make them go away. Join me if you want, but if you don't, I'm not coming back for you."

[anson34]

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