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May 23, 2013 07:24AM
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It sounds as though Gugrich has had some adventures!
He certainly has, heehee. My characters hate me. They tend to warn the others not to speak, or my Sauron-style 'Eye of Plot' will fixate on them. Haha.
Al, the professor is pretending it didn't happen. Thank-you for asking.
Alison: You're sitting in a hotel in Bellmead, typing on an iPad. It's getting dark outside.M: (Taking a sip of sour mash.) You forgot to add that there's a sound of trucks on the old highway.
Alison: You went to school near here.
M: Uhm hmm. But this hotel was far in the future. (He glances out the window.) None of this development was here.
Alison: Do you miss those days?
M: (Looking out at the graying light.) I suppose. Some things. Why?
Alison: Like what?
M: (Considering.) It was a lot quieter. The highway going through here was narrow and there was hardly any traffic. Bellmead was just a little town out in the middle of nowhere.
Alison: Anyone who got to know you would think you don't like noise.
M: (Shrugs.) I don't mind thunder, the crashing of waves, the sounds of the crickets and frogs.
Alison: You don't like human noise.
M: I hadn't thought about it before, but yes, in general. (He sets down his drink.) There are exceptions.
Alison: (Arching an eyebrow.) Such as?
M: (Smiling.) Well, I like the noises you make.
M wrote: "Alison: You're sitting in a hotel in Bellmead, typing on an iPad. It's getting dark outside.
M: (Taking a sip of sour mash.) You forgot to add that there's a sound of trucks on the old highway.
Ali..."
O.o
Lol!
M: (Taking a sip of sour mash.) You forgot to add that there's a sound of trucks on the old highway.
Ali..."
O.o
Lol!
Andy, Alex, welcome to popcorn! I find it quite addictive and a lot of fun. Yours are right on point and so funny.
Andy: Thanks Guy! (turns to Leslie and whispers) Is he referring to me?
Leslie: ZzzZzz
Leslie: ZzzZzz
LOL!Guy: Sigh. That's what I get for posting late at night! Like a boob-head I confused Leslie with Andie.
Professor: Yes. But it proves my case. Leslie is a girl with a boy's name, too. Told you that that kind of thing is bad. I am always right!
Guy: Grrrr. I hate it when my Freudian slips make you look good. Welcome Leslie. And Andy. And, now that I'm here, welcome Gugrich. At some point in time we'll need to compare battle scars. I was a gopher for a construction company for a while. Nothing as dire as sewage walking, but I've got my stories.
Professor: Yeah! Childhood orifice fixations! I look forward to that.
Guy: In your dreams. I'll never tell you anything. Besides, what would be the point, since you already know everything anyway. (Or so you think.)
Thanks Guy! And you woke up Gugrich for me!Gugrich: (looks over) Yeah? (Lifts his pant leg to show the canyon of a scar on his calf) Catoblepas bull caught me on its horns.
Me: Ten years ago.
Gugrich: (glares, points to his left eye) Blinded by acid under torture.
Me: In another eight years! It's not like I torture you daily.
Gugrich: You torture me enough. Is it too much to ask to keep my simple job, my wife and my son?
Me: About that.... We need to talk.
Gugrich: .... I will kill you.
Me: Sorry, but that's how the story goes.
Gugrich: You can't expect me to stay silent!!
Me: ...remember when I said not to give me the time to ponder your future? Yeahhh... I'm sorry Gugrich. The family has to die. :-/
Gugrich: .... How do they let people like you get away with this?
*Kirilee: Gugrich, it's very easy. Humans on Earth like to entertain themselves with other people's pain.
Me: Hey, I'm not that mean to you!
Kirilee: Yet. I know what happens in the end.
Me: .....
Lol!
Andy: Good thing, you're not fixated with blood or...I take it back. I remember what you put Jason through.
Leslie: I did it for you. I thought you want a retribution or something.
Andy: He's my best friend!
Leslie: I know...but I'm the writer.
Andy: Good thing, you're not fixated with blood or...I take it back. I remember what you put Jason through.
Leslie: I did it for you. I thought you want a retribution or something.
Andy: He's my best friend!
Leslie: I know...but I'm the writer.
Alessandro: You all speak of difficulty, but she won't even let me be a protagonist!Me: *sigh* Alessandro, we've been OVER this!
Alessandro: Yes, but you read the reviews. People are interested in me.
Me: They won't be once they get to know you as well as I do.
Alessandro: Now look here, I've been flipping through your books, all right? I don't see the difference between me and that chap in 'A Clockwork Orange'.
Me: Talented writing, for one.
Alessandro: Well, that's hardly a reason to punish ME.
Me: No, Alessandro. For the last time, no. You are an -antagonist-.
Alessandro: So help me, I will exhume the body of a small child and play marionette over your bed at night if you don't-
Me: See? See, This is what I'm talking about!
Alessandro: This isn't finished.
Welcome to popcorn, Nicky! Exhumed babies made into marionettes? Loved it!Sophia: Neve, it would seem that world peace is still a long way away.
Neve: Huh? What do you mean? It is peaceful here. What more can you do than that?
Sophia: [Looks at Neve with genuine surprise.] Yes. You're right.
Neve: Huh?
Sophia: I said you were right. Are right.
Neve: I was? Wow! That doesn't happen very often. At least not around here! Thank you!
Pandora: [Steps into the hallway where Neve and Sophia are talking.] Neve. Sophia has mislead you. You were not right.
Neve: I wasn't? [Glowers at Sophia.]
Pandora: Yes, she was wrong too.
Sophia: [Face turns red.] I apologize, Pandora. But, if you don't mind, please tell me how I was wrong. World peace begins in this moment, here and now. Neve was correct, and my fretting over blood and retribution, exhumed baby marionettes, will not bring peace to the world.
Pandora: To be correct means more than describing a situation that your mind knows to be true. Neve aped someone else's words. She has no concept of what they really mean.
Neve: I don't? [Now her face turns red.] How do you know? I could be saying something that really is true! Err, I mean, ahhh. I could be saying something that I really know is true.
Sophia: Oh! I see. [Bows deeply in Pandora's direction.]
Neve: What? [Silence.] What?
James: But how do you really -know- something is true? I swear, I couldn't tell you half the time, what is dream and what is reality! Am I asleep? Am I awake? If I'm sleeping, and seeing you, does that mean you're not real? Do you feel real? Oh my god, if I wake up right now, will it kill you?! Am I a murderer?!Incubator: .... Some one forgot to take his medication.
Andy: Others might think that the pirate ship is becoming Noah's ark.
Leslie: (turns to Andy, frowning) What?
Andy: Well, aside from M's mice, the goat, err, I mean the boat is being 'infested' with goats.
Leslie: (looks around) I don't see any goats.
Andy: Open your eyes, Leslie. (shakes her head)
Leslie: I don't get you.
Andy: Try wandering around, you've never left the tavern since you got here...Nevermind.
Leslie: (turns to Andy, frowning) What?
Andy: Well, aside from M's mice, the goat, err, I mean the boat is being 'infested' with goats.
Leslie: (looks around) I don't see any goats.
Andy: Open your eyes, Leslie. (shakes her head)
Leslie: I don't get you.
Andy: Try wandering around, you've never left the tavern since you got here...Nevermind.
I don’t leave the tavern much, either, unless I have to.
unless you have to go to the coffee pot? :P
There’s a big coffee urn in the tavern. It’s where everyone goes for breakfast pastries after voting.
This is not the first time I've done this, but it's the first in a while. We'll see how I do:Ducky: Oh, I'm so glad to be back on board the pirate ship. Though I'm afraid the customs may have changed in the nearly 6 months I've been on shore.
Treasure: It's all right. The crew's always been so welcoming.
Erica: Yeah, when Al's mot making everyone swab the decks.
Ducky: Heh. Heh. Heh. Yeah, I'll be hiding in the kitchens, eating all the cookies. *pause* But--don't...tell her I said that, 'kay?
Treasure: *looks around suspiciously* Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.
Erica: And me.
Nightshade: *pokes head above a nearby barrel*
Erica: Hey, has anyone seen Nightshade? If there's anyone to worry about spilling your secret, it's her...
Nightshade: *disappears behind barrel*
Nikara: Hey, Kyra, Ducky's back!!Kyra: Wha- Oh! Ducky!!! (runs forward to hug Ducky) I haven't seen you here in forever!
Sara: (snorts) We're barely back ourselves. We were gone for a little while.
Nikara: Hey, is that Nightsha-
Sara: (claps a hand over Nikara's mouth) Ssh! I want cookies too, you know!!!
Nikara: My fellow crewmates, this is it! I bid you all adieu, for we will not be seeing you all for some time. You will live forever in our hearts-Sara: (snort) She does know we're just going to summer camp. Right?
Kyra: (shrug) It's Nikki. Let her have her fun. She's so depressed most of the time.
Sara: (eye roll) Depressed? Are you kidding me? She's having a ball.
Nikara: Never give up faith! One day we shall return, and we will rejoice at our long-awaited reunion! But until that day comes- so long, suckers!!
Sara: (groan) You've got to be joking.
Kyra: (sigh) I don't think she is.
Mouse #1: (His ears perking up.) Did you hear that, Clyde?Mouse #2: (Nods excitedly.) Narvis has suspected it for a while now.
Mouse #3: I wonder where they’re stashed? (He glances around.)
(Mouse #6 comes out of a hole in the wainscoting.)
Mouse #2: Hello, Malcolm.
Mouse #6: What’s up, fellows?
Mouse #3: Kyra’s been talking to her sidekicks. They just left.
Mouse #2: We overheard things.
Mouse #1: (His whiskers twitch.) Uh hmm.
Mouse #6: (His eyes wide with interest.) What things?
Mouse #3: Narvis was right, Malcolm. There are suckers hidden away somewhere.
Mouse #1: Nikara spilled the information.
Mouse #2: (Excitedly.) And not just any ordinary suckers. Long suckers.
Mouse #6: (In a low voice, glancing at the others solemnly.) We must find them.
Sophia: [Muttering to herself.] M's mice are sure noisy today.Neve: [Walking in.] What's that you said? I can't understand you. M's mice are awfully noisy. I wonder what's up?
Sophia: I can't quite make it out, but something about Kyra being a sucker.
Neve: Kyra's a sucker? Funny, I didn't get that feeling about her at all.
Sophia: Well, what would M's mice know anyway? They're probably just fomenting dissension amongst the crew in another attempt to take over the ship. A campy and trite ruse, but sadly effective.
Neve: [Shrugs.] Maybe. But maybe it's just low blood sugar? It's got to be hard being one of M's mice on this ship, struggling to find food.
Sophia: Seriously? You're just pulling my leg! We have all the bon mots we need. We have enough to feed, without exhausting the stores, an entire summer camp of M's mice. Twice.
Sara: (laughing) Oh, God, guys, I'm gonna pee myself!!Kyra: What?
Sara: (points to computer screen) M's mice took Nikara's little parting speech a little too seriously. And Sophia and Neve are taking the mice too seriously.
Kyra: (paling) Oh, no.
Sara: (still chuckling) And apparently, they think you're a sucker now. Way to go, Kai-ra.
Kyra: (sprinting towards the deck) NIKARA! M'S MICE KNOW ABOUT THE SUCKERS!!!
Sara: (frowning) Wait. So there are actual suckers?! And you didn't tell me?!?!
XD Thanks, Guy! I practically fell over after Neve and Sophia's little exchange.
LOl!! Mine are, thank you vey much. Sara wasn't so fortunate. XD
At least Sara didn’t eat any more of those honeycombs Herbert and Narvis had poured Dr. Sackett’s Constipation Syrup (“Guaranteed”) on.
Sophia: [Watches Neve jiggle from leg to leg for a few minutes before Neve runs to the head. There are some rather unpleasant sounding noises coming through the door.] Are you okay?! Neve: Don't talk to me! [Sounds of groaning.]
Sophia: [Tries not to talk.] Did you eat any honeycombs?
Neve: Leave me alone!
Sophia: Drink plenty of liquids, Neve. You don't want to get dehydrated.
Lol!
I have to stop laughing, so many chores to do!
I have to stop laughing, so many chores to do!
(In the next room, several mice are rolling on the floor with laughter.)Mouse #2: Man, that stuff is old! I couldn’t believe she ate it.
Mouse #6: I didn’t know there was any left.
Mouse #3: (Tears running from his eyes.) She just opened that cabinet and pulled it right out of there.
Mouse #1: (Hardly intelligible though his laughter.) She didn’t eat slow, either.
Mouse #2: (Catching his breath.) I’ve seen her before, but I don’t know who she is.
Mouse #6: (Wipes his eyes.) She’s one of those bluestockings that hangs around with Guy.
Mouse #1: (Nods.) They know all about art and philosophy.
(Mouse #3 rolls on the floor in a fit of laughter.)
Mouse #6: What, Earl?
Mouse #3: Now this one knows all about Dr. Sackett’s.
Pandora: Do you remember the Lee brothers? Herb and Calvin, wasn't it?Guy: Yes. What about them?
Pandora: You don't remember what they did to you?
Guy: I suppose you are referring to the Ex-Lax. What about it?
Pandora: [Doesn't say anything.]
Guy: What? Are you trying to be a therapist? Because if you are you aren't very good at it.
Pandora: [Doesn't say anything.]
Guy: [Takes The I Ching, or Book of Changes from the small book shelf, and randomly opens it to "Lin/Approach," where he reads …the superior man is inexhaustible/In his will to teach,/And without limits/In his tolerance of protection of people. He looks at Pandora. Grumbles/growls.] What bullshit. [Closes the book.]
Guy wrote: "Sophia: [Watches Neve jiggle from leg to leg for a few minutes before Neve runs to the head. There are some rather unpleasant sounding noises coming through the door.] Are you okay?! Neve: Don't t..."
Sara: Oh, man, Neve. I feel for you. Really I do. I've been there.
Nikki: (sniggers) Oh, yeah. She's definitely been there.
Sophia: [Hears Neve flush the head several times. The sink's tap water runs for a long time, with the sounds of vigorous washing. Eventually it stops.]Neve: Sophia? Sophia, are you still there?
Sophia: [Stands up and moves to the door.] Yes, Neve, I am. [Pause.] Can I get you anything?
Neve: [Still through the door.] I need clean clothes. [Pause.] Please.
Sophia: What do you need?
Neve: Panties and pants. I've got them in th—
Sophia: Don't worry! I'll find them! [Sophia rushes to Neve's quarters. Looks through her things, and finds some very uncomfortable looking nearly non-existent red lacy underwear. Laughs.] Now what will go with that? [Hunts around a little more, and finds a very short mini-skirt.] Perfect!
Me: Hey Azzan!Azzan: Who the hell are you?
Me: I wrote you. You should know me.
Azzan: I don't care.
Me: I'm going to kill you.
Azzan: I don't care.
Me: *sighs*
Terry: You should really be nice to your writer. Even if they don't kill you, they can make your life very miserable.Me: So what's you're problem?
Terry: What others call "miserable" I call "interesting."
Me: Next time you annoy me, I'm going to threaten you with a wife, three kids, and a white picket fence around a quiet South Dakoda neighborhood.
Terry: White picket fence? Really? I thought you were supposed to strive for originality.
Me: That's why I said South Dakoda. We need a new player in here ... Where's Shaw?
Terry: You killed him, remember?
Me: So?
Terry: So, he's skulking.
Welcome to Popcorn Ruth. LOL! Sounds like you have a rather obstreperous character.Edward, death seems to be a common theme, today.
Guy wrote: "Welcome to Popcorn Ruth. LOL! Sounds like you have a rather obstreperous character.thanks! lol I guess he is... whatever that means XD
Sophia! Oh, the delightful evil!!! How wonderful!!!Azzan, nice to meet you. Even if you might die soon. Try to be nice to your author, though, and hopefully they'll let you go peacefully. XD
Sorry to hear Shaw's being difficult. A word of encouragement to him: The best characters are usually the ones who die. Think of it as a compliment.
Sara: Oh, yeah. Forgot to mention. We're back, everyone!!!
Nikara: And Kyra's trying to catch up on her writing. So, she told us to come tell you all she's back.
Sara: We had a fabulous time at camp. Even though our tree bed broke, like, five times. In five separate places.
Nikara: And now we need to go pick our brother up from his camp. So, hopefully we'll see y'all later. Cheers!!!
Ducky: Do you know, I nearly died, there were so many things to tell you.Treasure: If it weren't for Tumble, your phone would be flooded with texts.
Nightshade: Oh, god. She's back. Somebody catch me while I fall, terrified, to the ground.
Kyra: (scowls at Nightshade) Glad to know you missed me so much.Nikara: It's Ducky. I think this is the most heartfelt she's been in quite some time. Take it and run.
Sara: Thank God for Tumble!!!
I need a new character for these. Rica just doesn't seem to work, and Treasure and Ducky are so similar...
I use supporting characters sometimes. Those are fun, because I usually don't know a whole lot about my supporting characters until I make myself spend time with them.
