Realms Trial: Who Be Harboring Ghosties?

 

Hear ye, hear ye, goode citizens of Blogtown. Welcome to Realms Faire 2013 and the Stockade Brigade, Word Wizards on Trial event.

To learn more about the Realms Faire, please go to Realms Faire headquarters HERE.

Events: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Masquerade Parade ~ Collective Performance ~ Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

To check out the stupendous Realms Faire Giveaways, go HERE.

Thank you so much to our sponsors for participating in this fun event - check them out HERE. 

Ye Olde Realms Trial Rules:

1.  Prithee, keep order at all times.

2.  There will be no throwing of sticks or stones or anything resembling fecal matter.

3.  Spitting upon our worthy guests or other citizens is strictly forbidden.

4.  Commenters art awarded points based on ye best olde English.

5.  An bribe ebook or $5 Amazon gift card will be bequeathed by each prisoner.

6.  A $25 Amazon gift card will be awarded at the end of the week by Sheriff Gwen.

7. HENCE, ye must comment to win!

 

Let the trials begin!

 

*Sheriff Gwen rolls out scroll to read the charge* Upon a recent tip from a certain ghostie, erm, I mean steadfast citizen of this most worthy realmdom, I did receive reliable information about David Powers King, late of Mountain West, now of Blogtown in the land of Realms, and most recently a guest of ye olde Realms Stockade Brigade, courtesy of her highness, Mistress Mary Pax, and overseen by me, Gwen, the honorable Sheriff of Realms. *runs out of breath and sucks in a lungful of air before continuing*

Twas upon the first day (or thereabouts) in the month of November, in the year of our Lord, two thousand and thirteen, said prisoner, *sheriff motions toward David struggling in the stocks* Sir DPK, did in fact harbor, or cause the harbor of a spirit child. *Said child stands grinning next to a Christmas tree and winks at Sheriff Gwen before thumbing his nose at David*. Maverick, the spirit child, twas meant to be safe in Heaven at Christmastime, but instead, was forced betwixt the pages of The Spirit of Christmas, a very special anthology, indeed, and tucked neatly into the story called Brother Christmas, by none other than David. Powers. King.

*hisses from the crowd*

Here is my evidence: 

“I bolted from my spot on the floor, ran past the TV room, and headed down the stairs to my quiet, basement bedroom—my own little man cave. I switched the lights on and plopped face-first onto my bed, breathing shallowly. Finally, the display of sob stories was over. A few seconds later, the door shut on its own. A boy stood in my room. He looked about my age, and he was an exact match of the boy in that picture upstairs.

“How’d it go? The same and sappy as usual?” he asked.

I nodded at Maverick, the ghost of my brother.”

 

How plead ye, Sir David?

 

 

Thou hast me all wrong, Gwen Milady! Indeed, I kept the ghost of young Maverick from the other side for a time, but when struggling as I did for a story set around Christmas, a story I both volunteered to write for a worthy cause and had no idea what it would be about, this dead lad graced mine idea bank and I had to include him. By all means, if it will but help my defense, I sent him on his merry afterlife upon its conclusion. What discomforts he endured I pray shall be forgiven by my attempt to include a story young readers would enjoy in this yuletide anthology, an anthology solely dedicated to The Office of Letters of Light, along with all monies collected through sales and donations, by which they normally operate. Now, if thou would be so kind as to let me out of this stockade and have my charges dropped and good name restored, I could lend thee a copy—at no charge …?

 

No charge, says ye?

Mayhaps we can strike a deal…what say the commenters, eh?

Realms Trial: Tremp Tempts Fate, Opens Pandora's Box

Hear ye, hear ye, goode citizens of Blogtown. Welcome to Realms Faire 2013 and the Stockade Brigade, Word Wizards on Trial event.

To learn more about the Realms Faire, please go to Realms Faire headquarters HERE.

Events: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Masquerade Parade ~ Collective Performance ~ Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

To check out the stupendous Realms Faire Giveaways, go HERE.

Thank you so much to our sponsors for participating in this fun event - check them out HERE.  

Ye Olde Realms Trial Rules:

1.  Prithee, keep order at all times.

2.  There will be no throwing of sticks or stones or anything resembling fecal matter.

3.  Spitting upon our worthy guests or other citizens is strictly forbidden.

4.  Commenters art awarded points based on ye best olde English.

5.  An bribe ebook or $5 Amazon gift card will be bequeathed by each prisoner.

6.  A $25 Amazon gift card will be awarded at the end of the week by Sheriff Gwen.

7. HENCE, ye must comment to win!

 

Let the trials begin!

 

 

*Sheriff Gwen rolls out scroll to read the charge* On trial today is Sir Stephen Tremp, late of Mission Viejo, now of Blogtown in the land of Realms, and most recently a guest of ye olde Realms Stockade Brigade, courtesy of her highness, Mistress Mary Pax, and overseen by me, Gwen, the honorable Sheriff of Realms. *runs out of breath and sucks in a lungful of air before continuing*

What ye are about to hear tis mayhaps the scariest crime of all. But tis true, every word, straight from the horse’s mouth. Sir Stephen Tremp is accused of opening Pandora’s Box through the pages of his novel, Escalation, the final book of his Breakthrough trilogy! *a mysterious evil stranger, dressed in black and sporting a backpack slinks through the crowd. His form flickers, as if he’s about to disappear*

Here is my burden of proof. Read, if ye’re able:

In Escalation, the final installment to Stephen Tremp’s Breakthrough Trilogy, a seemingly innocent discovery in Einstein-Rosen Bridges, or wormholes, becomes a Pandora’s Box—opening doors to other unexpected and unpredictable realities such as parallel universes, time/space travel, and an evil hitchhiker from another dimension unleashed upon our unsuspecting world…

And then this…

These beings can, at will if they have the authority, convert themselves into mass and manifest in our world. Then, when their work is done, convert back to energy, disappear, and move with ease back into their dimensions.

And straight from the pages of Escalation:

“According to E=MC2, energy and mass are the same thing. Mass and energy can be converted back and forth into each other. Energy into mass. Then mass back into energy. These beings could exist as hyperbeings of pure energy in an additional dimension, then transform into mass right in front of our eyes in our space-time. Then, they convert back into energy and return into their extra spatial dimension.” 

*Sheriff Gwen scans the crowd* Me…methinks I sawest a most strange being anon. Mayhaps it’s too late to save our Blogdom. Archers! Anon! Search the crowd! Round up all suspicious characters. *the crowd dissipates*

Ye have read it thyself. Mayhaps ye witnessethed this evil hitchhiker. Tis most troublesome that the door to our dimension is now open to any Craze, Captain Talos or Jix who cares to enter. Arm thyselves, I say!

 

How plead ye, Sir Stephen?

 

 

I appeal to the good citizens of Realm. Hear me out. One doesn’t need to be a spiritual person or a learned man of science to believe in the convergence of the spiritual world, the metaphysical world, and our world. Most civilizations from the dawn of mankind have believed there is a spiritual world that is the more reality-based realm than our physical one. They were merely trying to explain the universe around them, and their place in it the best they could. And they would live their lives in preparation to spend eternity as a spiritual being, for better or worse.

Very simply, as a man of science scientist and faith, I have to conclude certain things using the scientific method. But, under other circumstances, I have to believe there are some things that cannot be explained in a laboratory, such as love, truth, and justice.

We do not have any idea what is really out there, but there is no reason to believe we are the only intelligent beings in the universe. That would be arrogant and asinine. Nor would there be reason to believe whatever else is out there would have to obey the same laws of the universe. Even the Bible says a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are as a day to God. Although we may experience almost instantaneous travel through a wormhole, time may not behave at all like we think it should within the wormhole.

So I appeal to the good citizens of Realm, understand there is at least the realistic possibility, on a spiritual and a scientific basis, for wormholes and hyperbeings that exists and supersede our current understanding of the space-time continuum of height, length, width, and time.

 

 

What say ye, citizens of Realm?

Guilty or Not Guilty?

 

Realms Trial: Toad Forced To Consume Fly Paste

 

Hear ye, hear ye, goode citizens of Blogtown. Welcome to Realms Faire 2013 and the Stockade Brigade, Word Wizards on Trial event.

To learn more about the Realms Faire, please go to Realms Faire headquarters HERE.

Events: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Masquerade Parade ~ Collective Performance ~ Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

To check out the stupendous Realms Faire Giveaways, go HERE.

Thank you so much to our sponsors for participating in this fun event - check them out HERE. 

Ye Olde Realms Trial Rules:

1.  Prithee, keep order at all times.

2.  There will be no throwing of sticks or stones or anything resembling fecal matter.

3.  Spitting upon our worthy guests or other citizens is strictly forbidden.

4.  Commenters art awarded points based on ye best olde English.

5.  An bribe ebook or $5 Amazon gift card will be bequeathed by each prisoner.

6.  A $25 Amazon gift card will be awarded at the end of the week by Sheriff Gwen.

7. HENCE, ye must comment to win!

 

Let the trials begin!

 

*Sheriff Gwen rolls out scroll to read the charge* Upon a recent tip from a certain toad advocate, erm, I mean steadfast citizen of this most worthy realmdom, I did receive reliable information about Jeff Beesler, late of Washington state, now of Blogtown in the land of Realms, and most recently a guest of ye olde Realms Stockade Brigade, courtesy of her highness, Mistress Mary Pax, and overseen by me, Gwen, the honorable Sheriff of Realms. *runs out of breath and sucks in a lungful of air before continuing*

*ahem* As stated, it has come to my attention one Jeffrey Beesler did indeed commit toad abuse upon the publishing of his novel, Spell of Entrapment. A lowly, wretched creature, given into his care, and so-named Halscrad, was forced to eat atrocious concoctions betwixt the pages of said book.

Should you dare to visiteth the crime scene in the far off land of Amazonian cyberspace, go HERE, but beware the troll at the gate, a bribe toll may be extracted!

Aye, but the burden of proof lies with me, so anon to the evidence, painfully gathered from the crime scene:

“Going home seemed the only viable option. At least there she could confide in her one true friend, her toad. By now Halscrad had probably gone through the last of the wingless fly paste she had made for him before her departure. At the very least it had been a nice enough day to leave the window open. This would’ve let some wayward bugs flutter into her hovel, straight to their doom.”

 But Halscrad did fight back, as evidenced below:

 “Exhausted by the day’s excitement, along with finding no hint of Halscrad, Embekah dragged her feet toward her bedchamber. She almost bowed under the power of sleepiness but reached her cot safely.

Only when Embekah had unraveled the covers of her neatly-made bed, only when her eyelids drooped almost entirely shut, did her cheek brush against a slimy lump. Filling the air with a squeal, she threw her covers off. Heart racing, she zoomed to the door before catching her senses again.

Blasted toad!”                  

How plead ye, Sir Jeffrey?

 

How do I plead toward this fraudulent charge of toad abuse? Innocent, of course! Thou hast not noted in the very section of thy evidence that the window was left open for bugs to enter and feed Halscrad. Had thou continued further in thy investigation, thou wouldst have come upon the Indoor Forest, a piece of woodland magically contained in a single room of Lady Embekah Mare’s most humble abode. Also, had thou continued on to Chapter 9 of the tome, on day 54 of the Year of the Toad, thou wouldst have seen Halscrad able to pass through the Spell of Entrapment without the slightest trouble. And did thou see how the calendar is marked Year of the Toad? I highly doubt that such an honor would have been bestowed upon the toad were I truly guilty of your charge.

Also, Halscrad is quite fond of the taste of wingless fly paste. Thy charge is groundless and will likely be dismissed in the court of public opinion.

An indoor forest, ye say? That toadally makes sense. Well, *clears throat and blusters ineffectually* mayhap I proceeded prematurely. Couldst Sir Jeffrey be telling the truth? Or art his pretty words a brilliant cover-up?

 

What say thee goode citizenry of Realmdom?

Realms Trial: Trolls Be People Too

 

Hear ye, hear ye, goode citizens of Blogtown. Welcome to Realms Faire 2013 and the Stockade Brigade, Word Wizards on Trial event.

To learn more about the Realms Faire, please go to Realms Faire headquarters HERE.

Events: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Masquerade Parade ~ Collective Performance ~ Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

To check out the stupendous Realms Faire Giveaways, go HERE.

Thank you so much to our sponsors for participating in this fun event - check them out HERE. 

Ye Olde Realms Trial Rules:

1.  Prithee, keep order at all times.

2.  There will be no throwing of sticks or stones or anything resembling fecal matter.

3.  Spitting upon our worthy guests or other citizens is strictly forbidden.

4.  Commenters art awarded points based on ye best olde English.

5.  An bribe ebook or $5 Amazon gift card will be bequeathed by each prisoner.

6.  A $25 Amazon gift card will be awarded at the end of the week by Sheriff Gwen.

7. HENCE, ye must comment to win!

 

Let the trials begin!

 

*Sheriff Gwen rolls out scroll to read the charge* Upon a recent tip from a certain monster, erm, I mean steadfast citizen of this most worthy realmdom, I did receive reliable information about EJ Wesley, late of Oklahoma and California, now of Blogtown in the land of Realms, and most recently a guest of ye olde Realms Stockade Brigade, courtesy of her highness, Mistress Mary Pax, and overseen by me, Gwen, the honorable Sheriff of Realms. *runs out of breath and sucks in a lungful of air before continuing*

Twas upon the eighth day in the month of April, in the year of our Lord, two thousand and thirteen, said prisoner, *sheriff motions toward EJ struggling in the stocks* Sir EJ, did in fact abuse, or cause the abuse of an eighteen foot troll. Mr. Troll *standing one-armed and with a patch over one eye at the edge of the crowd looking smug*  was merely in search of a means to break his fast, when accosted by Jenny the monster hunter, betwixt the pages of Dark Prelude, Book III of  the Moonsongs series.

Tis a most monstrous act to be sure, but the evidence is clear. Knights and ladies of Realms, I present my evidence:

“When I’d closed within a few feet, I doubled my grip on the hatchet. Letting out a shrill scream, I leapt into the air and buried the ax into the shaggy arm nearest me.”

“The limb thudded to the ground next to Marshal, who’d been unceremoniously dropped. I spun around, trying to locate my opponent. The troll swung at me with his intact arm. I dodged just enough to deflect some of the blow, but it was still powerful enough to send me flying into the creek bank with a thump.”

AND THEN,

“The flare hissed to life. I lunged forward and thrust it into the troll’s face, instantly melting the tufts of white hair hanging from his cheeks and brow. He flailed backwards, waiving his massive arm in broad, defensive swipes, which I ducked. After stumbling several times, he turned toward the bridge, and began walking toward the shelter in an awkward, zigzagging march.”

“I’ve blinded him.”

How plead ye, Sir EJ?

 

E.J.: I declare myself innocent on all accounts, Sheriff Gwen! Clearly Mr. Troll has used his injuries to play on the sympathies of this court, and if so allowed to continue, will make a mockery of all that is good and just in this fair land.

I shall call MY witness now, one Jenny Moonsong. Her account of these events will surely clear my name!

*A tall, lean young woman appears from the crowd of onlookers. She’s sporting a purple faux-hawk and wearing a t-shirt that reads “Part-Time Girl Gamer, Full-Time PWN "star”.*

Jenny: Can we hurry this up? I can’t even get a decent 4G signal out here.

E.J.: *chuckles nervously* Jenny, be respectful. In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m in a bit of a bind here. They seem to think we were unduly cruel to the troll fella over there.

Jenny: *scowls at troll* That hairball on steroids tried to eat my best friend Marshal and me! Do I really need to justify taking my tomahawk to him?

E.J.: *sighs* If I’m going to get out of this stockade—and write YOU into another story—then yes.

Jenny: Fine. But don’t expect me to shed any tears on his ugly behalf … if I had it my way, I’d turn ol’ Cyclops’ hide into some sweet new seat covers for my 4x4 pickup.

Troll: *roars angrily*

Jenny: *smirks* Still touchy about the flare to the eye, I see? *snorts* Get it, E.J.? “I see.”

E.J.: Jenny, just get on with the defense. My legs are cramping and I think I’m getting splinters in my knees.

Jenny: For all the crap they put characters through, authors can be real pansies. You know that?

E.J.: There’s a delete button on my keyboard. It works great. Did you know that?

Jenny: That’s low. Okay, here’s how it REALLY went down with shaggy. My buddy Marshal’s father went missing on pretty much the coldest day West Texas has ever seen—I’m talking sleet, snow, and a wind chill that could freeze the snowballs off of Frosty.

E.J.: *groans* I’m never getting out of this…

Jenny: Anyway, we went to look for Marshal’s dad and we found 300 lbs of fur, stink, and bad attitude instead. That troll killed, and at least partially digested, several innocent people before E.J. let me put a stop to it. Y’all should be thanking him, and be grateful that I forced Mr. Troll to eat left-handed from now on.

E.J.: See! I’m a public servant. I only ever wanted to protect the fine folks of Center Pointe, Texas—and you. That troll is the real menace!       

 

 *the crowd throws rotten tomatoes at the troll*

Well, this puteth a different face on things.

What say ye, crowd?

Realms Trial: Father Dragon Incites Riot

 

Hear ye, hear ye, goode citizens of Blogtown. Welcome to Realms Faire 2013 and the Stockade Brigade, Word Wizards on Trial event.

To learn more about the Realms Faire, please go to Realms Faire headquarters HERE.

Events: Joust ~ Drench-a-Wench/Soak-a-Bloke ~ Stockade Brigade ~ Dueling Bards ~ Phasers ~ Masquerade Parade ~ Collective Performance ~ Castle Jumble ~ Dragon Hunt

To check out the stupendous Realms Faire Giveaways, go HERE.

Thank you so much to our sponsors for participating in this fun event - check them out HERE.
 

Ye Olde Realms Trial Rules:

1.  Prithee, keep order at all times.

2.  There will be no throwing of sticks or stones or anything resembling fecal matter.

3.  Spitting upon our worthy guests or other citizens is strictly forbidden.

4.  Commenters art awarded points based on ye best olde English.

5.  An bribe ebook or $5 Amazon gift card will be bequeathed by each prisoner.

6.  A $25 Amazon gift card will be awarded at the end of the week by Sheriff Gwen.

7. HENCE, ye must comment to win!

 

Let the trials begin!

 

*Sheriff Gwen rolls out scroll to read the charge* Upon a recent tip from a certain dragon hunter, erm, I mean steadfast citizen of this most worthy realmdom, I did receive reliable information about Father Dragon, late of Mexico, now of Blogtown in the land of Realms, and most recently a guest of ye olde Realms Stockade Brigade, courtesy of her highness, Mistress Mary Pax, and overseen by me, Gwen, the honorable Sheriff of Realms. *runs out of breath and sucks in a lungful of air before continuing*

Twas upon the 2nd day of October, Father Dragon was witnessed thinking most deeply when he inscribed upon his cave wall, The Never Ending Battle For Greatness. Tis blasphemous, I say! Father Dragon admitted that two beings existed within his head (a charge for another day) when he spoke of the fight betwixt the two of them; Spirit and Mind.

I charge Father Dragon with attempting to incite a riot in Realmdom betwixt Spirit and Mind, which if successful, wouldst spread throughout the blogoverse like wildfire!

Here is my evidence, taken word for word from the crime scene, Father Dragon’s own talons and lair:

“The more I meditate about life, the more I realize there is a permanent battle between my brain and my spirit. My spirit speaks of greatness and miracles and endless possibilities. My brain speaks of past wounds, fears, flaws and limitations. My spirit compels me to aim for the sky, my brain plots to chain me to the ground.  They fight over the control of my actions and I pay close attention to this war. Today, I share my findings with you.”

“"It's all over. We're so very screwed. Just drop and die!" My brain would scream.
My spirit, however, says different. "There is a reason for this and it is NOT for you to dig your own grave. Don't hide. Face it! Fight it! Win!"”

*Sheriff Gwen looks left, then right, then leans toward the spectators confidentially*  S’truth, Spirit and Mind both argued equally good points.

*Ahem* I invite ye to visiteth the crime scene where you mighteth see for thyself, that Father Dragon did indeed encourage citizens of this fair land to engage in raucous commentary on his cave wall.

How plead ye, Father Dragon?

While my brain says I’m innocent, my spirit says I’m guilty as charged. I mean, it is true that my words encourage the confrontation between brain and spirit but before you cut my head with an Oreo cookie, hear me out. First, let’s make clear that brain and mind are not synonymous. Brain is the muscle inside our skull, mind is a creator. For example, you can hear the 9^th Symphony on the radio, but the radio didn’t create the 9^th Symphony. It was Beethoven. The radio is just a tool, and so is the brain. We are more than our brain.

I want people to realize that we are meant to be the masters of our brain, not its servants.  I am encouraging the readers to take responsibility for their thoughts and challenge their fears. Excuses and procrastination are the way we often disguise fear and all fears come from the brain. Past experiences programmed it to think we’re not good enough, talented enough, brave enough, or strong enough. Just not enough.

Hrithik Roshan, an Indian actor and remarkable human being, said. "All fear is 99% assumption-based. In fact, almost ALL worries in life would disappear if we just stop assuming things.” The dreadful but familiar *what if…?*

Think about it and you’ll see this is a great truth. I’ve just read that when we assume that reality is a given, what we’re really accepting isn’t the world “out there” but our own limitations “in here”. In other words, limitations exist because our brain is programmed to accept them. We must stop worrying about all the possible things that can go wrong, or who’s to blame. It’s more effective and rewarding to focus on our power to make things right. So I stand by my word. Take responsibility and challenge your brain.

Aye, methinks Father Dragon speaks with forked tongue still. Even I am beginning to feel raucous emotions. Let the commenters decide if he be innocent or guilty.

What say ye, commenters? Shall we free Father Dragon?

Realms Faire Extravaganza!

We had so much fun last year at M. Pax's Joust, that we're doing it again this year. Only bigger and better! I'll be hosting the Stockade Brigade - I already have my "prisoners" and will announce them soon. They are sooooo going to need your help. Because the Sheriff of Realm (that'd be me) is collecting heads!

 

And now, prithee, checketh this out:

2013 Realms Faire & Joust

November 11-15th

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Twitter Hashtag - #grogz

2013 Events and Hosts

 

Jousting Tournament

           

M. Pax

           

Jousting Tournament SignUp

Knights Wanted! Can anyone beat the 2012 champion, Ghost Knight? Angela Brown turned out to be a formidable opponent.

This year, the joust is all about YOU, the knights.

Each knight will be featured during the joust, the tournament held to help promote your book or site. Plus, you'll be publicized in the sidebar on my site until the 2014 champion is declared.

Prizes will be awarded to each day's commenters as well as to the winning knight at the end of the joust. Points are scored by commenters using particular words assigned to the knight. Such as, Zounds! Ghost Knight! Lance that lout! The winning words are zounds, Ghost Knight, and lance. That'd be 3 points for Ghost Knight.

Knights can provide either a story about their feats or an excerpt from any of their books. Stories/excerpts are limited to 200 words or less. However the tournament goes, you can't lose. I'll be posting everyday the week of November 11th, cheering on knights and promoting their wares.

Knights can also provide prizes.

The Joust is limited to 10 participants. Only 3 slots remaining!

Sign up!

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Masquerade Parade

           

Angela Brown

           

Attend the Ball

Attend the ball! You'll have a ball! Writers disguise themselves and submit a 200 word snippet of the party providing clues/hints as to their identity. Spotlights an author's writing to help promote them and their wares.

Prizes provided to commenters and the best snippet, decided on by a panel of judges.

The Masquerade is limited to 10-15 costumed authors.

Sign up!

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The Artist's Way

           

Misha Gericke

           

Writers Wanted

           

Artists Wanted

Featured authors will provide an excerpt from either published or unpublished work. The artist will create a masterpiece based on the excerpt. Prizes will be awarded.

Author Sign Up! * Artist Sign Up!

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Collective Stage Performance

           

Samantha Geary

           

Writers

A collaborative "Canterbury Tales" story-telling contest by a group of writing "pilgrims" on a journey where each writer assumes a character and gives their pov. The prize for this contest will most likely be free music in lieu of a free meal. Each writer will post their part of the tale on their site *their moment on stage*

Interested writers can contact Sam.

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Dragon Hunt

           

River Fairchild

Hunt for the hidden dragons. Those who find the most will get a chance to win an Amazon GC by drawing.

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The Stockade Brigade

           

Gwen Gardner

Selected authors will be put in the stockades and brought on trial for book witchery. Witnesses will score points by testifying for or against the author's crimes. Points will be score for using secret words. An ebook will be given away every day to the witness who scores the most points. A bigger prize will be awarded at the end of the week. Warrants for their arrests have already been issued. The Sheriff of Realmsdom will catch up with them all soon.

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Castle Jumble

           

Laura Eno

Laura will post a word (like Bartizan) on her blog and the first person to give her the correct definition in the comments is the winner. They will need to Google the word most likely. More than one word a day can be posted. A person can only win once a day though.

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Drench-a-Wench / Soak-a-Bloke

           

Christine Rains

Blogs will be selected by committee to be bombarded by comments. A person will be nominated each day. People will go to that person's blog and soak them with blog love. One commenter a day will randomly be selected to win a prize. For the commenters that participate in all five days of the event, their names will be entered into a draw for a grand prize.

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Phasers

           

Untethered Realms

Untethered Realms will post a word each day, such as 'Phaser'. The first commenter would then provide a word they think of associated with 'phaser', such as 'stun'. The next commenter would then provide a word they associate with 'stun', such as 'shock'. The next would provide a word associated with 'shock', such as 'electric'. And so on. The last comment of the day will receive a prize.

 

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Sponsor Any Event

Sponsors will provide prizes. They'll be promoted on their own page on mpaxauthor.com and on the Untethered Realms website. In an Amazon widget, their books will be shown, their name and web address will be promoted. This page will also appear as a thank you on mpaxauthor.com and other sites before and after the Realms Faire.

Want to host an event? Contact mpaxauthor at gmail dot com to be put on the planning committee for 2014.

Be a Sponsor

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