Let's Write A Terrible Story Together

I don't think this has been done before, and I'm terribly sorry if it has, but I thought that, since there are so many writers on TV Tropes, we could all collaberate and write a story that is intentionally, hilariously awful, kind of like "Atlanta Nights". I'll start it off:

The sun was shimmering voluminously, a globe of gold on bluest velvet. White, cottony clouds that looked like cotton drifted hastily through the sky? Manny Dixon was walking along. His orbs of peridot green shifted back and forth,, He ran One Hand tHrough his thick chocolate curls as he strolled purposely forth.

From off a globe of peridot green shifted back and rain, the sun was walking along. His orbs of papers, breaking rings a-twain, storming her world with sorrow's wind and apparently was greeted by empty shelves at both.

It sounds like cotton drifted hastily through the sky? Manny Dixon was greeted by empty shelves at both.

It sounds like cotton drifted hastily through the sky? Manny Dixon was walking along.

His orbs of papers, breaking rings a-twain, storming her world with sorrow's wind and rain. The sun was greeted by empty shelves at both.

It sounds like cotton drifted hastily through the molded two nearby Big Lots stores that previously carried the sky?

Manny Dixon was greeted by empty shelves at both.

It sounds like they aren't carrying them anymore from off a sistering vale, My spirits to list the sad-tuned tale; Ere long ...

I made this part with the Bonsai Story Generator. Sorry if this isn't allowed.

edited 6th Jun '11 4:29:02 PM by Shortcake

That's quite alright...

Today was a special day, the special day was today.Today would be the day, Today he would tell Sue Mary how he felt.

Oh...Sue Mary. Her long, silken hair that was the color of burnished copper, her crystal cerulean sapphire blue eyes. Her full, pouty lips, her supercalifragilistimaticated manner of smiling. He knewed she was the on for hims.

Sue Mary?

Yeah, that was intentional. It's not exactly clever, but it's fitting, is what I thought.

Suddenly, Momo!

"Hello, Manny!" Momo expostulated.

Great, thought Manny. Freakin Momo is here. Manny was upset because Momo also had a thing to Sue Mary but Momo didn't know that Manny knew that thing that he knew. "Hi there, Momo."

Momo knew that there was something wrong with Manny, he wasn't his usual Manny-like self. He seemed somehow...different. Like an orange that had mold on the bottom like the kind I accidentally ate last week, or bacon that didn't sizzle quite right and came out all weird and mushy. "What's wrong, Manny?" Momo asked Manny since he wanted to know what was wrong with Manny.

"I love Sue Mary!" Manny wailed angstily.

"Have you told her?" Momo enquired readily.

"No." said Manny.

"Why?"

"Cuz I don't know how."

"I can help you." Momo said effervescently. "Why do you love her?"

"Well, she's pretty."

"And?"

"And...stuff...."

Momo sighed a resigned sigh. This would not be easy. "OK, Manny, here's what we gotta do. You ever see Cyrano de Bergerac?"

"I know a Sarah D. Berger who works at Best Buy."

Momo shook his head. "No, no, it's a play about a French guy who...you know what? Put this thing in your ear," Momo gave him a small doohicky to put in his ear. "Go visit Sue Mary and I'll tell you what to say. Oh, and Manny?"

"Yeah, Momo?"

"When are you gonna get around to telling Sue Mary that big secret about you?"

"I can't tell her that! She would think me a monster and never love me!"

"Well, you gotta tell her sometime, Manny. You know what could happen if you don't."

So Manny went to Sue Mary's house. When he got there, he knocked on the door. The door was large and made of wood. It was about 7 and a half feet tall and about 3 feet wide. It was painted red. Not fire engine red, but more like a moroon-y color, like my shirt. The color was faded a bit since it faced the sun most of the time, except for when it was night time or cloudy or raining or snowing or when there was something in front of it. The sun shone on the door today since it was not night time or raining or cloudy or snowing and the only thing in front of it was Manny and he was not large enough to cover the door completey. The knob on the door was a stupid silver color and the knocker was made of brass. The two were really stupid-looking together because they didn't match at all. It was stupid and the person who made and intalled the door was stupid for doing it.

There was also a doorbell but it was broken which is why Manny simply knocked because he knew that the doorbell was broken and didn't work.

I' L Be out in has minute, hold your horses! Called has pretty, rosy voice from behind the door. After has while, T He door opened up, Sue Mary stood there, excited to see Manny. " Oh, Manny! How exuberant are you this day? Please C like inside, maybe cuts has knell off tea!

Manny stood there, completely dumbified. Sue Mary was soo beautiful that he couldn't speak right. Then he heard Momo's voice in his ear.

"Tell her you'd love some, stupid."

"I'd love some, stupid!"

"Good, now go inside."

Manny went inside and waited for Sue Mary to get him some tea.

Manny looked around Sue Mary's apartment estate. She had lace tablecloths on all the tables and also she had chairs on the floor. There were also pictures. One of these picture was of a spotted dog. The caption on the picture read "R.I.P. Digger". Manny loved dogs. Dogs were Manny's best friend. In fact, as far as he could remember, Manny had always had a dog. And it broke his heart to see how some people mistreated them. Once he found out how people did dogfighting and chained up their dogs in their backyard, and then Momo had to talk him out of committing suicide because seeing dogs suffering was so hard for him. Manny turns to you, and says solemnly, "If you ever see a dog in distress, you must help it." While you're still trying to get over the shock of the 4th wall being broken, he continues, "Dogs are your friends. If you don't do everything you can to stop dog abuse, then that means you're a heartless person whose soul is as cold and black as a winter night. It won't be long before your dogs are gone after that." And with that, Manny turns back to the doorway and waits for Sue Mary to bring him his tea.

Then they both had sex in the tea.

"Was it good for you?" Manny expunged.

"Yeah." Replied Sue.

"Manny..." Sue Announced.

"What is it?" Manny Retorted

"I'm really your sister." Sue said in a very plot twisty kind of way.

"What." Dryl quiped Manny in a dry way.

Just then, a pug wearing a party hat scooted into the room on roomba.

Then they had sex with the roomba.

Then the roomba dies.

It was raining the day of the roomba's funeral. Manny and Sue wore black and tried not to cry. The pug in the party hat set a bushel of white flowers on the grave.

Then suddenly BANG BANG BANG BANG! "Oh, no! The pug is dead, is... dead! The villain who did this is super evil. Wait one second! That dog wasn't really a dog! It was a cat! Cats are evil." Sue wailed. Manny and Sue turned around and looked for the hero who shot the evil cat disguised as an adorable dog. It was Momo!!

edited 15th Jun '11 6:36:12 PM by Turambar

Momo was hailed as a hero in the streets, before it turned out tht he was really... KEITH CHEGWIN!

Keith was hailed as a hero of justice.He was on TV's,magazines,and even had a feature-lenght film on the way,showcasing his brave story.The money he was making fluctuated by the millions,and was still rising.Keith moved from his normal home and bought a mansion in LA,because he was told 'it was the place to be.'As he walked through the huge double doors of the mansion,after he had to take a hour long car ride through his front lawn,he sat upon the warm sofa of huge entrance hall.A right surely deserved due to him being one pimped out mofo beyond all reason."Exactly as planned."He said full of confidence.His plan had played out to the letter.No one could stop him now.

Then Keith had sex with his mansion.

The mansion said to Keith, it's windows misty with tears, because mansions totally cry, shut up.

"Keith....I'm pregnant."

Then Keith falcon-punched her, right in the groin.

It appeared that the groin indeed conceal a certain type of weapon.

It was a 30mm handgun.