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by Giovenith » Wed Jan 07, 2015 10:56 pm
by Tiltjuice » Wed Jan 07, 2015 10:57 pm
Giovenith wrote:I WANNA WRITE SOMETHING TOO!
Uh... uh... uh... uh... *looks around, trying to think of something*
by Swith Witherward » Wed Jan 07, 2015 11:00 pm
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:Swith Witherward wrote:NVE... Well, do you?
I found that while looking for a parody for GT, but it fits with the current baton theme.
Sure...
But first a one-shot with Mon's suggestionOne day Gretta sat in the family lounge watching the fire in its traditional place die down. She turned to Neil and said "Take this money and buy more money, so we can burn it."
So Neil took the money and traveled back in time to a comic book store in Chicago. The clerk would have said, "I don't accept monopoly money, the dates wrong too." But instead the clerk screamed and ran away because a bloodstained dinosaur appeared in his shop out of thin air. Neil grabbed a comic and then popped back to the present where he sold it on the black market for a shit ton of cash.
Neil then took all the money he had recently acquired and hopped to the future Zimbabwe where he exchanged it for their hyperinflated currency. Neil returned home and shoveled the worthless pieces of paper into the fireplace. As he did so he said, "I'd buy that for a dollar!"
Then everybody died, the end.
★ Madhouse ★
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Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Monfrox » Wed Jan 07, 2015 11:00 pm
Giovenith wrote:I WANNA WRITE SOMETHING TOO!
Uh... uh... uh... uh... *looks around, trying to think of something*
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 The BranRiech » Wed Jan 07, 2015 11:03 pm
by Swith Witherward » Wed Jan 07, 2015 11:04 pm
Giovenith wrote:I WANNA WRITE SOMETHING TOO!
Uh... uh... uh... uh... *looks around, trying to think of something*
★ 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 » Wed Jan 07, 2015 11:20 pm
by Tiltjuice » Wed Jan 07, 2015 11:51 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Being abysmally short myself, my biggest lament has always been the fact that most males tower over me.
by Monfrox » Thu Jan 08, 2015 12:27 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 Torsiedelle » Thu Jan 08, 2015 12:35 am
by Kassaran » Thu Jan 08, 2015 1:47 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 Tiltjuice » Thu Jan 08, 2015 1:53 am
Kassaran wrote:Swith Witherward wrote:A one-shot that must feature these five elements:
A cigarette lighter
A fork
Sunlight
The sniffles
NetFlix
Well fuuuuuu- wrote out about ten thousand characters worth of story, maybe more, then my tablet crashed and I lost the two plus hours worth of one shot I had written. Daaaaaammmmmiiiit!!!
by Kassaran » Thu Jan 08, 2015 2:01 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 Mincaldenteans » Thu Jan 08, 2015 5:55 am
by Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Thu Jan 08, 2015 6:11 am
Still pretty good.Torsiedelle wrote:"You've been acting really fuckin' weird lately, you know.", Torii said to Katya. Katya, who was sitting in her favorite chair with a cup of fresh tea, chuckled. "The Lord tells us to forgive, Tora. Tsu is a nice girl, you know that. Give her a chance to redeem herself. People change."
Torii rolled her eyes. "The Lord also said to destroy thine enemies. I like that quote a bit better, personally. And when did you care about the Lord? How's that polyamorous relationship bullshit working out for you?"
Katya maintained her smile and composure, and took a sip of her tea. She giggled. "Oh, Torii, shut the hell up. Even I've seen that the entire affair was a mistake. I don't suppose you'll let me live that down, though. At least my love left a note."
Torii's blood got bubbling. "Ya frigid Scarlet O'Hara wannabe whore."
Katya brushed her hair away. "Bipolar lesbo bitch."
The sisters gave each other death stares from across the room. Silence fell. A joke about trannies and the planet Neptune was made by a comedian on TV.
Torii's face cracked into a twisted grin. "Bipolar Lesbo bitch? What the fuck, Sis?"
Katya cracked a smile as well. "Frigid Scarlet O'Hara wannabe whore?"
"What the hell kinds of insults are we using?"
"I know, right!?"
The sisters began to crack up. They couldn't stay mad at eachother for that. It was, to them, simply too good. Katya continued to laugh and drink her tea. Torii giggled and turned up the TV.
I tried. Couldn't fit Tsu in so well. Damnit. Also, this is non-canon. It's kind of like the conversations my family actually has.
by The BranRiech » Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:01 am
by The New Velociraptor Empire » Thu Jan 08, 2015 11:53 am
The BranRiech wrote:Even though our district threw common-sense to the wind and sent us to school anyways, I wasn't having any of it, so I had my Mom call me in so I don't have to go.
Mmm, someone give me a one-shot challenge that I can write while I lounge around.
by Giovenith » Thu Jan 08, 2015 12:36 pm
by Kassaran » Thu Jan 08, 2015 12:52 pm
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 Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Thu Jan 08, 2015 2:21 pm
by Kassaran » Thu Jan 08, 2015 2:41 pm
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:One shot dare: one of your characters in the ic is a Ace in a squadron called "Skeleton" on a sortie,you abd your squadron encounter a "super fighter" known as the X-02 Wyvern. Bran and Mon will ace this with ease.
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 Swith Witherward » Thu Jan 08, 2015 8:37 pm
Giovenith wrote:Suffering a face-full of cough was worth keeping the blanket tightly sealed up around her head to avoid the frustrated, nagging, grey miniature horse, who in turn was desperately pulling at the covers to reach the stubborn godling beneath.
"Gio-" Willow muffled through the mouthful of blanket, still trying to fly backward.
"No!" Giovenith ripped the blanket back from his teeth, determined to stay right where she was.
The equine artist growled, snatching a bottle off the nearby desk and waving it as the fluffy lump on the bed. "You're not going to get any better unless you take this!"
"I said no! It's yu-u-c-cky!" A cough/sneeze hybrid choked the word, chopping it into a bunch of messy extra syllables.
"So I suppose you don't want to go bowling with your little teen friends?" He crossed his forelegs and gave a critical look, but only got a squeaky whimper in response. "Ugh..." Willow turned his back, set the medicine down, and focused on clearing things from the desk. Used tissues in the waste bin, bowl and fork from the chicken (ew) soup to the side, lighter for more finite projects back in the drawer. "Well I don't know what you want, then. Don't complain."
Giovenith rubbed her faze with the soft corner of the blanket, slowly poking her head out to peer at the pony's back. Her bangs were sweaty and had been clumped, both from her temperature and her hiding. "I want a story..."
Willow turned his head and raised an eye while closing the drawer. "What kind of story?"
"A happy one."
"A movie, perhaps?" They had plenty of DVD's from their ordering service.
"No, I want you to tell it."
"Hmmmmm."
Apparently now convinced that her roommate wouldn't try to continue forcing the yucky medicine on her, she opened her arms wide like a child and accepted the hug from Willow as he flew over and sat down with her.
"There, there," he patted her back. "Spoiled girl. Once on a bright and sunny day, an art teacher was holding a class with elementary students. They'd all been drawing simple pencil pictures, making wonderful things like dragons, and butterflies, and flowers, and stars..."
Giovenith gave another sniff and blew her nose, and as tempted as he was to recoil in disgust, Willow continued to hug her comfortingly.
"... but after class was dismissed, and all the children went out to head home, only one little girl was left behind, staring at her blank sheet of paper. The teacher asked why she hadn't drawn anything, the girl said it was because she didn't have any ideas and couldn't draw. The teacher told her she could draw anything she liked, but still the girl insisted she was no artist. The teacher said, "Please? Not even one little dot? Just draw one little dot for me? Just try." The girl huffed, grabbed her pencil, and tapped it in the middle of the paper. "There, a dot," she said. "One dumb little dot." "
"Dots aren't dumb..." the godling sniffed, snuggling.
"The teacher picked up the drawing and inspected it," continued Willow, patting the girl's head. "She hoo'ed and humm'ed, then handed it back to the girl. "Please sign here," she said. The girl gladly signed, happy she could leave class. But lo and behold, the next day, the girl came back to class, and was shocked to find her dot in a curly gold frame hanging above the teacher's desk. She was flabbergasted, and a little annoyed. "Oh! Please!" the girl huffed. "That dot? I can make a better dot than that." And so she did. She made bigger dots, and littler dots, and dots of different colors. She made dots the overlapped, thin dots, fat dots, dots in patterns, dots at random. She made dots made out of other dots, and even made dots without actually making the dots themselves. And with every new dot, the girl became prouder and prouder, and more and more into her work, and many people began to love what she created."
Giovenith nodded along, and blew her nose.
"One day she held an art show to show off all her beautiful dots, and a little boy walked up to the girl with bright, wide eyes. "You're such a good artist," he told her. "I wish I could be like you." And the girl asked, "Don't you make anything?" "Oh no," the boy shook his head. "I'm terrible at art. I can't even make one proper line." "Not even one little line?" the girl asked, and handed the boy a clipboard and pencil. "Just try." The boy bashfully took the pencil and carefully drew a single, shakey, squiggly line across the paper. He frowned. "See?" he said. "It looks terrible." The girl took back the drawing and inspected, hoo'ing and humm'ing, handed it back to the boy, and said, "Please sign here." The End."
"I like that one."
"Knew you would."
★ 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 Swith Witherward » Thu Jan 08, 2015 8:38 pm
★ 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 » Thu Jan 08, 2015 8:53 pm
by The New Velociraptor Empire » Thu Jan 08, 2015 8:56 pm
Tiltjuice wrote:Interesting...I might join if I knew anything about Ghostbusters other than not crossing the streams.
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