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Write... or DIE!

I'm writing this post on Write or Die, which is something I heard about a looooong time ago and then promptly forgot about--until Rebecca mentioned it a few days ago. She used it to catch up on a word deficit for NaNoWriMo. This is my very first time using it, and I have no idea what the consequences are. Which is making me very nervous. The idea is you have to keep writing at a certain rate, and if you slow down you're punished. I'm rocking mute right now, so if the punishment involves sound this is gonna be a bit of a letdown.

Okay, curious now. What happens if I stop? ... Oh boy, the screen turns a bid red-ish after ten seconds or so. Oh jeez, it gets redder and angrier if you keep waiting. REALLY making me nervous. Not sure why. Maybe it'll start showing scenes from Audition if I wait long enough. Damn it, the curiosity is killing me. Okay, gonna let it go for fifteen seconds. ... Eeeeee. Didn't die.

I seriously feel like someone's going to start strangling me if I blow it. ...

Just had a phonecall that put me away for about two minutes. Came back to an angry red screen but no other visible punishment. Okay, I'll have to give the sound a try this time. NERVOUS! …
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HA! So good! I won't spoil the surprise for you. Go check it out for yourself. (And for the record, I was literally cringing while waiting for the Die Sound to strike up.)
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Anonymous said…
Sometimes I purposely stop just so I can hear what today's sound it. The other day I rocked out to Rick Astley, and yesterday it was Bananaphone.
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