[bluebird]

Prompt

Quick! Your friend gifted you some tickets to the carnival today, and you promised them a themed party! Item? You've got nothing in the house and certainly no circus-themed food! Luckily, you live in the 21st century, so you ordered some from Amazon for same day delivery because that's your first world privilege, baby (check it!), and all was well. "BUT WAIT!," screamed Billy Mays outside your window. "There's more! You need one hundred fifty words for this plot to come true, so you have to start talking real elaborate-like, using locution of which that you aren't sure how to use such as...locution. Also, instead of using contractions like aren't, you gotta *ahem* got to use their full forms like 'are not.' If you order my especially Super Special Ever Longer Lasting Words (TM) right now for free, you can get another for the low, low price of free as well!" You thank the legend, Billy Mays, and hear the doorbell ring. The Amazon delivery was just in time.

Another Prompt

The carnival themed party at my place was a success. Now my friends Bob, Cobb, Gob, and I were heading to the downtown park for the Midnight Carnival, a carnival that appears only around midnight on this auspicious day. Beyond the entrance gates was a sight to behold. The carnival really was magnificent and mystical as they say. The warm carnival lights reflected on the blades of grass, like there were fireflies on each one. However, this creepy guy has been following me for ten straight minutes, and nobody seems to notice him. Now, that I'm at the creepy fun-house attraction, he seems eager to join me on the ride. I stifled a scream and blacked out. "Is Billy ok?" said Bob, poking the fainted lump in the seat. "Maybe those brownies earlier weren't such a good idea," said Cobb "he's been freaking out about his shadow for the past 10 minutes." Gob sighed and threw Billy over his shoulder like a sack of flour, and they headed home.