Tiltjuice wrote:I'm feeling low on creativity. Anyone want to give me a one-shot challenge? Can be canon or non-canon as people desire. I'll post it on the OSF.
One-shot challenge?
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by Torsiedelle » Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:25 pm
Tiltjuice wrote:I'm feeling low on creativity. Anyone want to give me a one-shot challenge? Can be canon or non-canon as people desire. I'll post it on the OSF.
by Monfrox » Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:25 pm
Tiltjuice wrote:I'm feeling low on creativity. Anyone want to give me a one-shot challenge? Can be canon or non-canon as people desire. I'll post it on the OSF.
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Tiltjuice » Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:32 pm
Torsiedelle wrote:One-shot challenge?
Torsiedelle wrote:Goodnight.
Monfrox wrote:You have to make an entire one-shot revolve around a plot item. That plot item is a shoe-lace. The mundane-ness of the shoe-lace must be inversely proportional to the attitude of the rest of the story.
by The BranRiech » Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:40 pm
by Fvaarniimar » Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:42 pm
Tiltjuice wrote:I'm feeling low on creativity. Anyone want to give me a one-shot challenge? Can be canon or non-canon as people desire. I'll post it on the OSF.
by Tiltjuice » Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:43 pm
by The BranRiech » Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:49 pm
by Tiltjuice » Tue Jan 06, 2015 10:52 pm
by The BranRiech » Tue Jan 06, 2015 11:01 pm
by Tiltjuice » Tue Jan 06, 2015 11:05 pm
by Tiltjuice » Tue Jan 06, 2015 11:10 pm
by Swith Witherward » Tue Jan 06, 2015 11:12 pm
Tiltjuice wrote:Congrats Mon!
My god, Swith. You described the situation around here perfectly...except it's not badger and fennec hair...it's sister hair. Seriously, I've hung my suit pants out to dry and seen long black hairs fall out onto the floor.
Also...city destruction. Just the thing for a boringSundayTuesday.
The BranRiech wrote:I take that as a compliment that I actually use all my characters I have, and it was just fun to read!
Tiltjuice wrote:I'm feeling low on creativity. Anyone want to give me a one-shot challenge? Can be canon or non-canon as people desire. I'll post it on the OSF.
Monfrox wrote:Tiltjuice wrote:I'm feeling low on creativity. Anyone want to give me a one-shot challenge? Can be canon or non-canon as people desire. I'll post it on the OSF.
You have to make an entire one-shot revolve around a plot item. That plot item is a shoe-lace. The mundane-ness of the shoe-lace must be inversely proportional to the attitude of the rest of the story.
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by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Tue Jan 06, 2015 11:19 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Tiltjuice wrote:Congrats Mon!
My god, Swith. You described the situation around here perfectly...except it's not badger and fennec hair...it's sister hair. Seriously, I've hung my suit pants out to dry and seen long black hairs fall out onto the floor.
Also...city destruction. Just the thing for a boringSundayTuesday.
Chaos... yesh!The BranRiech wrote:I take that as a compliment that I actually use all my characters I have, and it was just fun to read!
Actually, you do! That's why I couldn't use any. Darn it... be more lazy so my one-shots get better!Tiltjuice wrote:I'm feeling low on creativity. Anyone want to give me a one-shot challenge? Can be canon or non-canon as people desire. I'll post it on the OSF.
Naw... OOCs are perfect for one-shots. I'll see if Cer can add a section for them in the OOC boxes... we could list them by links.Monfrox wrote:You have to make an entire one-shot revolve around a plot item. That plot item is a shoe-lace. The mundane-ness of the shoe-lace must be inversely proportional to the attitude of the rest of the story.
Challenge accepted.ANOTHER REALLY LAME ONE-SHOT,
BY SWITH
Naomi fished around the pot, her tongue protruding from a corner of her mouth as her mind fully focused on the challenge at hand. She'd done everything by the book. Everything! There was water. The flames were on medium. She'd added salt. Yet, despite the boiling brew inside the Teflon pan, she just couldn't get things to work. The contents hadn't softened at all. Flummoxed, she added more water and turned to the one source of inspiration she hadn't thought to use.
Cooking for Gods was just a tiny cookbook, and Naomi wasn't entirely certain if it meant cooking for gods or if it was a book to help gods cook. It had some excellent recipes in there, including one for making a man with blonde hair and a tan, but there were some basics as well. She thumbed through the index and began the arduous process of preparing her family's dinner.
The first few spells didn't work at all. Naomi had to fetch a new pan to transfer everything into after the last pan turned into a fire-breathing chicken. Frustrated, she turned to the last page in the book, rolled up her sleeves, and stepped back from the stove.
Her fingertips stroked the air, teasing themselves into otherworldly plains as she descended into her core. The molecules crackled in protest of Chaos' power but she paid them no heed. The purple-hued energy radiating from her body transformed into a heady mist that quickly coalesced into a radiant wave that circled her body and swept the pictures from the walls and the dishes from the drain board, consuming them with abandon. She summoned the substance of the void, demanding it bend to her godly will as she manipulated it into hellfire flames that would vanquish heaven if unleashed upon it. Naomi seemed to grow in size, or else the kitchen shrank in abject terror from her wrath.
Naomi, drunk with power and with eyes wickedly ablaze, channeled this otherworldly energy. She had, at that moment, the potency to force stars systems into being and to collapse the known universe, but she wisely choose to focus it on just one thing: the priggish food in the pot that refused to cook.
"NOW YOU SHALL BE AS I DESIRE! COOK!" her voice commanded the food in a tone previously unknown to even the most well-versed gods.
VROOOOSH!
The blast had blown a hole clean through the dimension, exposing a mutual wall where Bran, happily entrenched in a steaming bath, could be seen holding what was left of his rubber ducky. The lobby's ceiling came into view through another hole. Sadly, the reception desk was melted into the light fixtures there. Some poor cultist's boots jutted out from the desk remnant, reminiscent of the bad fate that befell witches when they weren't paying attention to falling houses. People found themselves embroiled in plaster, broken furniture, and soot. Naomi stood panting, each ragged breath a testament to the excessive force she'd inflicted upon the pot which, ironically, was the only thing still standing in place. The stove itself was a twisted husk of metal.
Eva poked her head over the kitchen counter, her eyes transfixed on her mother. She lifted a paper aloft in her tiny hands. On it were basic words hastily scrawled with a blood-red crayon:
It's a shoelace mama, not spaghetti.
Not that it mattered at this point.
by Tiltjuice » Tue Jan 06, 2015 11:22 pm
by Swith Witherward » Tue Jan 06, 2015 11:36 pm
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:Well,Apparently Naomi with power is equal to giving cocaine to a person with a serious sugar rush.
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Tue Jan 06, 2015 11:46 pm
by Monfrox » Wed Jan 07, 2015 12:01 am
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by Swith Witherward » Wed Jan 07, 2015 12:20 am
Monfrox wrote:Okay, that was pretty frickin' great.
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Tiltjuice » Wed Jan 07, 2015 12:28 am
by Mincaldenteans » Wed Jan 07, 2015 3:32 am
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by Kassaran » Wed Jan 07, 2015 4:57 am
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:Tristan noticed footsteps behind him and looked there, only to see Eric approaching and then pointing his sword at the girl. He just blinked a few times at this before speaking.
"Put that down, Mr. Eric." He said. "She's obviously not a chicken."
by The BranRiech » Wed Jan 07, 2015 5:02 am
Tiltjuice wrote:Bran, how old is Tolya?
Also, who or what is Tolyatti? My iPad's autocorrect is abstruse.
by Torsiedelle » Wed Jan 07, 2015 5:18 am
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