In darkest text, in blandest or frilliest font
No trope nor cliche shall escape my sight
Let lampshades fall upon the tropes that daunt
Beware my power... narrator's plight!

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by Nationstatelandsville » Mon Nov 21, 2011 4:44 pm


by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:52 pm
First the legs; then the arms. Finally, the head. In this order, I watched from the chair I was tied to as my little sister ripped apart the appendages of my long-time teddy bear. She let out hyena-like laughs and giggles as I a watched the stuffing fall out of the torso and onto the hardwood floor. I was dripping with sweat. My entire body was itching, but I could not move. "How does it feel?" shrieked my sister in her pig-like voice. "How does it feel to see the thing you love most in pieces?"
This was my earliest childhood trauma.

by Alexlantis » Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:55 pm
The Truth and Light wrote:I'm experiementing with prose intros. I need criticism. Anyone wanna?First the legs; then the arms. Finally, the head. In this order, I watched from the chair I was tied to as my little sister ripped apart the appendages of my long-time teddy bear. She let out hyena-like laughs and giggles as I a watched the stuffing fall out of the torso and onto the hardwood floor. I was dripping with sweat. My entire body was itching, but I could not move. "How does it feel?" shrieked my sister in her pig-like voice. "How does it feel to see the thing you love most in pieces?"
This was my earliest childhood trauma.
Individuality-ness wrote:You are Alex, NSG's writer and lead procrastinator. *nods* :P

by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:57 pm

by Nationstatelandsville » Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:57 pm
The Truth and Light wrote:I'm experiementing with prose intros. I need criticism. Anyone wanna?First the legs; then the arms. Finally, the head. In this order, I watched from the chair I was tied to as my little sister ripped apart the appendages of my long-time teddy bear. She let out hyena-like laughs and giggles as I a watched the stuffing fall out of the torso and onto the hardwood floor. I was dripping with sweat. My entire body was itching, but I could not move. "How does it feel?" shrieked my sister in her pig-like voice. "How does it feel to see the thing you love most in pieces?"
This was my earliest childhood trauma.

by Alexlantis » Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:58 pm
Individuality-ness wrote:You are Alex, NSG's writer and lead procrastinator. *nods* :P

by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:59 pm

by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:00 pm

by Astrolinium » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:00 pm
The Truth and Light wrote:I'm experiementing with prose intros. I need criticism. Anyone wanna?First the legs; then the arms. Finally, the head. In this order, I watched from the chair I was tied to as my little sister ripped apart the appendages of my long-time teddy bear. She let out hyena-like laughs and giggles as I a watched the stuffing fall out of the torso and onto the hardwood floor. I was dripping with sweat. My entire body was itching, but I could not move. "How does it feel?" shrieked my sister in her pig-like voice. "How does it feel to see the thing you love most in pieces?"
This was my earliest childhood trauma.


by Alexlantis » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:02 pm
Individuality-ness wrote:You are Alex, NSG's writer and lead procrastinator. *nods* :P

by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:02 pm

by Nationstatelandsville » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:03 pm

by Astrolinium » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:04 pm

by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:05 pm

by Nationstatelandsville » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:06 pm


by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:07 pm

by Nationstatelandsville » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:09 pm
The Truth and Light wrote:Ah, this makes me want to start writing prose regularly.

by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:11 pm

by Nationstatelandsville » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:12 pm

by Conserative Morality » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:12 pm
The Truth and Light wrote:I'm experiementing with prose intros. I need criticism. Anyone wanna?First the legs; then the arms. Finally, the head. In this order, I watched from the chair I was tied to as my little sister ripped apart the appendages of my long-time teddy bear. She let out hyena-like laughs and giggles as I a watched the stuffing fall out of the torso and onto the hardwood floor. I was dripping with sweat. My entire body was itching, but I could not move. "How does it feel?" shrieked my sister in her pig-like voice. "How does it feel to see the thing you love most in pieces?"
This was my earliest childhood trauma.

by Conserative Morality » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:13 pm
Alexlantis wrote:Normal people don't make for interesting reading unless they're freaking out.

by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:16 pm

by Nationstatelandsville » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:16 pm

by Conserative Morality » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:17 pm
The Truth and Light wrote:It depends on your setting, I suppose. I don't imagine myself wanting to read about the everyday life of a middle-class American; it sounds like torture.

by The Truth and Light » Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:18 pm
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