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Fri May 16, 2014, 02:35 AM

"The feds think I've killed a few people...

...but that's not what I'm talking about here. You see, they're looking for me to do that thing again, to you, so they can catch me. You might think that makes you safe... but it doesn't. It's just about whether you've pissed me off enough not to give a fuck if they do."*

Now, what is the story? Who are the characters? What is the situation?

Make it up for yourselves. Are there any truly creative types around here or is it all just snark and trolling?

Oh, and don't be shy.
I'll bet CP can come up with the best back story.
I miss CP.







* This is fantasy, for all you 'literally challenged' folks out there. It's an exercise of the imagination. Now grow up.

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Reply "The feds think I've killed a few people... (Original post)
Frostlight May 2014 OP
Daniel Simpson Day May 2014 #1
Frostlight May 2014 #2
Duncus Jul 2014 #6
ScreennameStolen May 2014 #3
Frostlight May 2014 #4
ScreennameStolen May 2014 #5
Duncus Jul 2014 #7

Response to Frostlight (Original post)

Fri May 16, 2014, 05:29 AM

1. It was a dark and stormy night.....

... Though the hurricane would silence the cries, and extinguish the lights all over the island, the strategic reserve would keep the generators humming for a thousand years. Regardless the darkness could never be dispelled from castle Guantanamo.

Doctor Cheney glided closer to the subject upon his hovering chair and wheezed in some fresh newborn's breath into his mechanical lungs,then exhaled a foul sort of toxic flatulence into the face of the subject.

"The feds think I've killed a few people...but that's not what I'm talking about here. You see, they're looking for me to do that thing again, to you, so they can catch me. You might think that makes you safe... but it doesn't. It's just about whether you've pissed me off enough not to give a fuck if they do."

"If you choose to co-operate and allow me to extract your soul so that I can continue living another week, then I won't have to grind you up into meal for my mutant chicken-hawks. This way, after a thorough brain cleansing, you can report back to your superiors in Washington, that the rumors of my resurrection by Monsantexxon's Unit 731 are completely unfounded. Deal?"

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Response to Daniel Simpson Day (Reply #1)

Fri May 16, 2014, 08:55 PM

2. LOL!

Love it!

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Response to Frostlight (Original post)

Fri May 16, 2014, 10:48 PM

3. Planet Dorkon is a huge planet about 120,000 km in diameter.

The atmosphere on Dorkon is 100% pure methane so it’s really smelly there and humans don’t like to visit. The planet is covered with bubbling brown lakes and is very nasty to fall into. However, this causes the soil to be very rich. The weather is dark and dreary almost year round and a day last 5 weeks. Dorkon has an internal heat source -- it radiates more than twice as much energy as it receives from the Sun. Some scientific theories claim that the center of the planet is full of cows.

The planet Dorkon is populated by millions of beings called Dorks. The national pastime on
Dorkon is Chess and most Dorks are masters at the game. Dorks work mostly as farmers
or accountants and are very good at numbers. Their biggest agriculture product is a vegetable called Gallumpengluben and is very similar to what humans call potatoes here on Earth. Dorks are a very peaceful group of beings and only resort to violence if they have been sent here to Earth.

The Government on planet Dorkon is a democracy and leaders are elected every 15 years. The government consists of a president a vice president and one representative from every town on the planet. There has never been a war on planet Dorkon during its entire existence and if the people have any problems with their leaders a special meeting is called for and the problems are discussed. The meeting lasts until everyone has kissed and made up. There are no exceptions to this rule and sometimes a meeting will go on for what seems like forever.

Baby Dorks are assigned pocket protectors at birth and must be worn at all times. These pocket protectors serve as identification and is used by the government to track all citizens through their life. If a pocket protector is lost, Dorks are sentenced to 6 months of no school or books to read. After their sentence is served, a new pocket protector is assigned . If they lose it again, they are sent Earth.

Once a Dork has been exiled to Earth, they usually become leaders in our government. Often they become CEOs in the defense industry or heads our most greedy corporations. They are not used to breathing the air and this causes them to imagine all sorts of threats to the national security of Earth and convince the people that there has to be a war. Many innocent people are killed during these wars and the Dorks seem to get the strangest sense of pleasure when the numbers of people that are killed in the battles are high. These wars generate more money for their kind and when new dorks come to Earth they are usually accepted with open arms.

It is impossible to send a Dork back to his planet once they are here. They live very long lives here on Earth usually into their late 70’s and 80’s. This gives them the opportunity to cause the maximum damage to humans on this planet. They do this by convincing the people that they are good and wise and that they are the only ones that can keep them safe.


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Response to ScreennameStolen (Reply #3)

Sun May 18, 2014, 05:33 AM

4. That was disgusting...

But fun as hell to read.

Yours may be the last entry.

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Response to Frostlight (Reply #4)

Sun May 18, 2014, 09:33 AM

5. But now you know where they come from

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Mon Jul 7, 2014, 03:41 AM

7. In the House of the Spider God

Floating in a silk egg with an infant spider clinging to his face pumping rancid air into his lungs through a chitin umbilicus while its hollow fangs sucked the moisture from his body, Talbot Dineh swore at the Thirty Thousand gods of Rudd M'Thel for tricking him into walking the blade road.

What would the gods do, bring him to life and kill him again?

The wound at the base of his neck where Old Weaver’s drove her stinger injecting venom directly into his brain burned. ‘Damn the Gods to their own hells. Did they consider what it would feel like to be eaten alive? He knew who to blame for his fate? That, of course, would have been another avatar, Niqel. The memory of their first meeting replayed in his mind in a living dream.

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