I am going to go with the wordcount of 'lne'. Here is my story:

Cactus. 

Here are my three words:

Live.Laugh.Love

:D

3 words:

Narwhals hate reading.

c; 

I'm gonna enter another lne story now. x3

Supercalifragilisticexpialidoucios.

:D Yay me. 

This is my first entry for 

• i = √(-1) words (be creative)

And here's my second entry! This one is for

• Speed of light in a vacuum = 3 (yes, 3 words)

Ping at pie

- The end -bow- <- This shall not count as word count D< <- Neither should this ._. 

Here's my litte writing piece for pi (314 words). It's not a story as such, but I hope you like it. Don't read my comment at the bottom until you've read the story, it'll give away the ending!

He just sat there and stared at me smug as hell. I couldn’t keep still; I found it physically impossible unless someone held me down. On the surface he seemed so square, but I’d guess that he was far more than two-faced, it seemed like he could turn at any moment and I’d see a different one. It was all too neat and tidy. I have one face – perhaps you can’t see all of it ALL the time, but it’s all one big me. I don’t like hiding things, but you can’t share everything, can you?

Even with all those faces I could work that guy out straight away. You didn’t need to be a genius, the equation was simple, and it spoke volumes. I like to think I’m a bit harder to work out, have a bit of mystique, you know? You can have a guess, but you’ll never know exactly how much there is to me. I like it that way.

He talked to me about his life. You could tell he wasn’t the kind of guy that cut corners; did everything by the book and always kept on the straight and narrow, unlike me. I’ve cut so many corners I don’t think I have any left. That’s my biggest problem really – it means I’m not very stable. I just roll through life and don’t have anything to fall back on. But I guess it’s better than being stuck in the same place all the time, like this guy.

He said he liked games, and I thought maybe I’d misjudged him. I love sports – I play tennis, soccer, loads of things, but then he said he meant board games. That made more sense. He wasn’t the right build for ball games.

Well, in the end, what did I expect? We come from completely different moulds - I'm a sphere, and he's a cube.

Heehee, do you get it? I didn't want to give anything away, but I made it relevant to the constant I chose (ie that pi is an irrational number). You can always estimate, but never exactly work out that dang sphere :D. Do I get extra marks for that :P

Entry Too: Ping is AWESOME

Entry Three: Ping: what do I think of when I hear this? Amazing, rich, kewl, well yeaa. Ping has been like a father to me, but, not really. I don’t even know Ping. When I looked at his profile, I see he has been on res for 3 years and 118 days. Yes I did count exact. It is exactly 1213 days, I can tell you the hours too, but I wont. Now on to the story.
    It was an early summer morning. Yup. I woke up at precisely 7:52 a.m. Mommy cooked me French toast, and I ate my cheerios, because I didn’t want French toast. At school, I was given swirlies, pushed into lockers, and made fun of. My name is Justin Beiber. This is what life was like before I was famous and every girl loved me.
    Now I don’t have to wake up until noon, my chef makes all my food, and I don’t even go to school. I am a girl. No one knows this but yes, I am. Sometimes I wish I was a boy, I even make my voice crack to sound like I am. Why do you think I’m dating Selena Gomez? She’s the reason I’m not made fun of! I cant believe Im actually saying all this stuff to you!

Good catch, Shadow. Which book is that?

And we need to check for plagiarism on some of these entries. xD Just to be safe and fair.

SCARY STORIES TO TELL IN THE DARK. D=

I used to read it all the time. xD

Second entry!  Should be 217 words.

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He cut a terrifying figure against the skyline before her.  Broad shouldered, dark, with his ash-grey cape billowing through the air behind him.  His eyes burned beneath the dark lines of his brows.  His gloves crinkled, wrapped around the hilt of his blade as he stared her down.  There was only darkest disdain in his countenance.  It sent the animal instinct in her recoiling.  Dirt and grit crumbled underneath his boots as he took one step.  Then the next.  Bearing down on her.  Unconsciously, she moved back.  Her own weapon felt like a useless weight in her hands.  She wanted to flee, and knew there was nowhere to flee to.

When he was only a few feet away, he stopped.  The amber sunset caught on the edges of his armor, and glowed there like fire.

“Come,” he bade.  His voice was shattered glass scraping against cold stone.

For just a second, she let her eyes fall closed.  Sucked in a breath.  Her lungs were heavy, greedy, but they refused to fill themselves completely.  Her pulse thundered between her temples.  She fell, awkwardly, into an attack stance, and as if on cue, the clouds cast a shadow across the sunset.  The world around her slipped from amber to grey.  A cold and heavy shroud.

Then she charged him.

I would enter... but... I don't have a word-counter thingy.

cuz I wanna do "Prize".... >D

Most word documents have a word-counter under 'tools', Ice.  But you can also use this free word-counter, too.

I hope the ti
tle doesn't count for words. o_o

If it does then, Cosine + 2. LOL

Okay, Messenger. Uh.. Your entry is disqualified but you can still enter with your own work. I actually really enjoyed that 'bloody fingers' story though. ;D

Alrighty guys but I also think posting 'supercalifragilisticexpialidocious' is also plagiarism (anyway, how can anyone who entered with 'supercalifragilisticexpialidocious' win when a load of others did the same thing?). I don't hate you guys for doing that, it's cool to know you guys are having fun! So erm.... You can still enter more times if you want. xD

Hmmm... That huge gap in the first post is pretty suspicious

Entry2:

 this is that amazing story that we worked on .:together:.<===lol igot lazyploijdxz

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SPEECH TO TEXT FTW!!!!

En3

I'm the winner.

or

I am SMART.

i won't enter again.