█ Can you write a story that includes 6 of these Kevin Costner titles?

Question

1. The Guardian
2. Rumor Has It
3. Dragonfly (The BEST movie !!)
4. Message in a Bottle
5. No Way Out
6. Chasing Dreams
7. On Native Soil
8. Dances with Wolves
9. Thirteen Days
10. The Upside of Anger

► This is all in fun.....Just have a good time writing a funny story. ◄

Answer 1

The Dragonfly had been minding his own business, chasing dreams as usual, when he saw the bottle. Flitting up to it, he darted inside. There it was - a message in a bottle! It said, "Curiosity killed the cat."

"Good thing I'm not a cat," thought the Dragonfly, just as the bottle was stoppered and tipped over, denting his left wing. "Then again..."

The Guardian said, "There are two ways out of the bottle - death, and answering my question. Which do you choose, dippy Dragonfly?" The Dragonfly, treasuring his life, chose the question.

"Rumor has it you'll die today," said the Guardian. "What is the time of your death?" The Dragonfly thought and thought. He was afraid to answer, for only one answer would be correct. He chose not to speak, fearing to hasten his own death. After all, he was no dumb Dragonfly!

"There's no way out and you must answer sometime," said the Guardian. "I'd advise you to answer quickly and get it over with." The Dragonfly, not easily nettled, remained silent for thirteen hours. It seemed more like thirteen days.

The Guardian, on the other hand, had grown visibly more upset the more time that passed. "The upside of anger," thought the Dragonfly, "is that if it isn't me getting angry, I might gain an advantage. If I can keep a cool head, I might still get out of this." He was still thinking about his dilemma when startled by the Guardian snapping his fingers three times. Another figure appeared, further surprising the Dragonfly, who hypnotized himself to remain calm.

"This is the one who, it is rumored, will mean your death," said the Guardian. "He dances with wolves, knives, and frogs. Prepare to die!" He snapped his fingers three more times. Wolves and frogs appeared all around inside the magical bottle, which had grown to the size of a small town. Dances with wolves had knives covering his body, two in each hand, and one was already in the air toward the Dragonfly before he could blink.

Flying straight upwards as only helicopters and dragonflies do at such speeds, he tried to come to a stop before hitting the stopper. To his amazement, he popped out of the top of the bottle without damage, then flopped onto the ground, cradling his damaged left wing. He was on native soil again! But how?

The Guardian appeared by his side. "When that knife flashed toward you," he said, "You envisioned your death the second the knife hit you. That was a correct answer to the moment of your death. Yet you kept your wits about you, reacted calmly and quickly even in the face of death, and out-flew the knife. Therefore you answered the question and escaped with your life, something no one before you has ever accomplished."

The Dragonfly, bemused but grateful, started to fly away to chase more dreams. He discovered, to his dismay, that he was now unable to fly. Wait! The Guardian had snapped his fingers three more times! And was chortling with glee. As he realized this, he died.

As the Dragonfly drifted toward the light, he thought, "Well, at least I don't have any regrets. I died chasing my dreams." He was therefore doubly amazed to find himself alive again, before the Guardian, who was now speechless with laughter. As he watched, waiting silently, the Guardian went toward the light. Attempting to flit over to give CPR, the Dragonfly realized he still couldn't fly. Looking down at himself, the Dragonfly realized he was furry, had four paws, a tail, and whiskers. Thinking, "Well, at least I have eight more lives to chase my dreams," he sauntered off in search of new dreams, pausing every once in a while to groom his shiny new coat. The Cat was rather pleased with himself, all things considered.

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Answer 2

Rumor Has It The Guardian was Chasing Dreams On Native Soil. Dragonfly spread the word with a Message in a Bottle sent Thirteen Days Ago. If this is true, he has No Way Out. He Dances with Wolves now, but he'll find The Upside of Anger is being devoured.

Answer 3

I am trapped on an island with (5) no way out. I sent a (4) message in a bottle, but (9) thirteen day later it came back to me. (1) Obviously, the guardian angel assigned to me must not be too good.

For a while, II was really mad. (10) The upside of anger is that it sometimes drives you to get things done, so I spent the next couple of days building a shelter.

I have now started to hallucinate. One day I thought I saw a hugh (3) dragonfly and another time I dreamed about (8) dances with wolves as my dance partners.

I hope some day to get back (7) on native soil in the good old US of A, but for now, I must make the best of this bad situation. (2) Rumor has it that I may get off of this island in (9) thirteen days, but I was really hoping to be home for Halloween.

I used one twice...is there a bonus for that. LOL.. Happy Halloween everyong.

Answer 4

One fine morning,
when the guardian was walking
through his garden on native soil, he noticed a
dragonfly hovering by a flower, he approached
the dragonfly, and it spoke to him!
The dragonfly told him that it thirteen days he would find
a message in a bottle, and then the dragonfly flew away!
So as puzzled as he was, he carried on walking
through the garden.
12 days later, rumour has it, The Guardian thought about
what the dragonfly had said to him, and what it meant
What message in a bottle?
where would he find it?
WHY would he find it?
Left with these verypuzzled thoughts, he fell asleep.
The next day, he was making his bed, when a bottle rolled out from underneath it!
He was truely astounded.
He quickly opened the bottle and read the message
"Theres no way out, You are chasing dreams that will never happen."

I couldnt think of anything to put dances with wolves in or the upside to anger...Damn!

Answer 5

I'm slipping...I missed one, but I've substituted a couple others in its place.

THE ONGOING SAGA OF MATT

Matt had been on his way to the North Pole to see Santa about having his name removed from the Naughty list. RUMOR HAS IT that the trip was to take THIRTEEN DAYS, but Matt only had one week left of vacation time. He departed the plane, once it landed, indeed glad to be back ON NATIVE SOIL CHASING DREAMS of women and gambling. Still, he needed to get is name off the list, and placing a MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE, Matt tossed it into the North Atlantic, hoping that global warming would have opened a Northwest passage to the pole for the bottle. . (Somehow, it never occurred to him a child might entrust Santa messages to “THE GUARDIAN of snail mail”, referred to in lay terms as THE POSTMAN and he could have as well).

Having done what he could, Matt went to his favorite watering place, The Dew Drop Inn where the ladies were friendly and the booze flowed freely. FRANCES was doing the FANDANGO with BULL DURHAM and MR BROOKS, two notable lowlife. “No more DANCES WITH WOLVES like them.” Matt exclaimed. “I’m back and I have some AMAZING STORIES to tell. The rest of the people at the bar saw NO WAY OUT of being Matt’s audience for the next hour.
“While I was in Transylvania” Matt began, “I saw a DRAGON FLY over the castle of Dracula.”
Eyes rolled and everyone knew that it would be a long night

Answer 6

X 1. The Guardian
X 2. Rumor Has It
3. Dragonfly (The BEST movie !!)
X 4. Message in a Bottle
X 5. No Way Out
X 6. Chasing Dreams
X 7. On Native Soil
X 8. Dances with Wolves
9. Thirteen Days
X 10. The Upside of Anger

I twiddled the controls to switch my fighter from the guardian configuration to "flight mode." Captain Hayes and I, in my fighter, were headed out from Service Lock Two, toward my usual grappler, which would bring us in and stow my plane. I didn't know quite why she'd come along for the ride, but then she spoke.

"You probably have a thousand questions about the alien pilot, Dorothy," she said.

"Huh? Just one. Why Dorothy?" I asked.

"It's from an old movie about a girl who gets caught by a tornado and ends up in a land of little people," said Captain Hayes.

"You're confusing Gulliver's Travels with The Wizard of Oz," I retorted. I try to appear angry as much as possible. The upside of anger is that it makes everyone else apologetic without knowing why. "Pretty obvious Dorothy's ancestors come from Earth. I still haven't decided if she's Australopithecus or Homo."

"Some say chimps should be in our genus. Dorothy looks like she's more closely related to us, than to chimps. That'd make her Homo, Homo megarobustus distalneptunus, or something like that, don't you think?" asked Captain Hayes.

I laughed. "I can help with the moleclular genetic clade analysis, if you don't have real biologists on board. There's no way out of our ship for her, so I suppose she'll be with us when we set foot on native soil again. I wonder if the aliens are just chasing dreams back to their ancestral homeworld."

"I don't know about that. We might trade her back to her people for some of their prisoners." Captain Hayes shrugged. "We're going to teach her English, and try to get some answers from her about the enemy."

"The enemy hasn't been interested in communicating before. You planning on sending a message in a bottle?" I asked.

"Rumor has it you're the craziest pilot there is, James." She knows my name, she said my name, she likes me! Oh boy. Flashback to being a teenager. "I was thinking of sending you, and having your running lights blink Morse code at them," she said.

"Great." I made a manual course correction. The a.i. was good, but no substitute for me. "I'll have my battloid do a dance in the midst of mine enemies. Dances with wolves, eh?"

Captain Hayes laughed merrily.

Answer 7

I was stranded on an Island off the North Coast off Sumatra. The overhanging cliff along the sea shore looked like The Guardian of the remote, uninhabited and inaccessible Island. We had been shipwrecked by the jagged rocks on the deceptively calm waters. Everyone else had perished.Rumor has it that the Island is ocupied by Wolves that speak like humans. The dragonfly kept buzzing irritatingly around my head as I made my way around the tropical rain forest. I managed to shake it off with a palm frond.
I had sent out a message in a bottle that I salvaged from the shipwreck that I was stranded and in need of help. Like anyone would see it, I thought to myself with a sigh.
Suddenly, I heard the beating of drums and the stampede of running...hooves or feet coming towards me. A large, vicious Wolf with a mane like a lion suddenly bounded and stood in my path with a pack of others behind.
"There is no way out!" It said to me with glittering eyes that held no mercy. "You are chasing dreams if you think you are leaving this Island alive." The Wolf claimed I was On Native Soil and no one could go out and tell about them because it would threaten their existence. But I could be allowed to join their community or face instant death. The choice was mine. I agreed to become one of them. I held Dances with wolves and paticipated in their rituals and ceremonies and learnt their culture and communal life. For thirteen days I continued in this way until I remembered the family I had left behind. that was when I felt The Upside of Anger at being kept prisoner. Howling like a wolf like I had been taught, I stole one of their rafts at night, and dove into the sea with it. I would rather die seeking to escape to the world of men like myself (who often acted like beasts). Than live like a prisoner amongst wild beasts that spoke like men.

Answer 8

i only know 2 of them- dancing with wolves and 13 days. so no sorry.